I cooked today for the first time since Christmas. I made a Creamy Chicken and Rice Soup. The four of us sat about the table and ate quietly. Don't you find soup is just that? Quiet eating? Even the preparation of soup is relatively quiet. There is some chopping and sizzling and stirring but on the whole, the preparation is quiet. Frankly, after the foods of Christmas and those that are still to come for New Year's Eve, quiet eating is just the ticket.
The quiet preparation of soup is so nurturing. The quiet of savoring the broth and soft vegetables and creamy rice until your mouth closes about the chicken and has to work. The quiet reward of seeing my family enjoy the warmth that settles into someone as they eat soup. The joy I feel is quietly savored...
When was the last time you shared a quiet eating experience with your family?
Make a pot of soup or roast a chicken and serve it with something soft and creamy. Gaze upon your tablemates and just enjoy the tenderness of quiet eating.