I cannot help but have a light discussion about food! Being italian, we enjoy and take pride in our food.
Enjoying food is not only a time to gather strength for another day, but a time for reflection. I like to dispel what others think is italian( more then pizza and pasta, mind you) but an art all in itself. Slow cooked food that brings its attention to the flavors of earth, without adding spices within spices. For example, the romaine lettuce used for a caesar salad, uses the lettuce closest to where it grows. Thus, this is the taste of the earth.
So what does all the babble mean? For others, with culture in play, food may just be simple; eat to live. I for one live to eat, but let it create in me, more then what is to be had. Others here may indeed find this trival, but then that just proves if being here in america, you are indeed maybe , oblivious to the true value of food. Let Mcdonalds and Burger King be warned, serving this outrage excuse for nutrition only fuels my pride in my love for food.
And metal to me, and its truest power, its return to the ancient values in which our ancestors passed down to us, reminds me that all that I do, all that I am revolves around that food is to be valued just the same as the other values that become known to me through metal.