Had a great brunch this morning. Delicious! But it was marred by talking. What's up with people who insist on talking during good food? Don't they understand that this is like discussing the phone bill at a critical moment in the middle of great sex?? You know, when food's mediocre, or it's an experience I've had once before, then I don't mind chewing the fat. But, hey, when it's a delicious new culinary experience of potentially mind-fucking proportions, shut the hell up already and eat!
Focus. It's all about focus. You've gotta be in the moment. No sense being distracted and detached from the succulent reality of devouring sacred manna from the heavens. Enjoy. Taste the experience with every ounce of your being. There's an expression that parents often use to chastise their etiquette-challenged children: "Don't talk with food in your mouth!". Now, this expression is not to be interpreted as "Go ahead and talk, but just swallow your food first." Oh no, not all all. The true meaning of this expression is "Shut the fuck up and enjoy your food, you ungrateful little shit!". Well, OK, so that last little bit was gratuitous, but you like, no? What's that? You said something? No? Good. Eat and be merry...