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Gluttony...

Hi hounds, hope everyone had fun ringing in the New Year. Today I was getting caught up on the Seven Deadly Sins(History Channel) and just finished Gluttony. It was very interesting as it explained how it came to be one of the 7 deadlies and also touched on the opposite end of the spectrum(holy anorexics and holy men putting ashes on their food so they wouldn't take pleasure in eating it).

Just curious-was eating considered a pleasure in your household, or did you come to enjoy it more as an adult ? Also, do any of you feel guilty for taking such pleasure in eating or all the time spent on epicurean delights? I don't!! I'm certainly no glutton, but I do think certain co-workers and family member think of my chowishness as too indulgent, maybe a bit sinful...

Thoughts?

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  1. I was brought up to enjoy and appreciate food, as well as art, music, and a soft cashmere. I think there should be more beauty, amazing tastes, etc. in the world. I've never met anyone who thinks enjoying food is "sinful" (except in the dietetic sense), nor do I want that type of person in my life.

    1. Eating in our household was always a pleasure. We were quite poor, so no epicurian delights, but we always had great food. Now, as a grownup, we can afford special foods and we delight in them and neither of us is a glutton. There is no guilt when we have something very special. I think about my Father and how much he might have liked some of the things we are having now.

      1. In my family we grew up appreciating food, but in quality, not quantity. Not quantity of food heaped on your plate or quantity of dollars that went into buying it, but how good it tastes and how much family member X loves you to make it for you. We're all crazy about food and spend a lot of time (and sometimes money, when we can afford it) on food, and yet gluttony doesn't seem like quite the right word...

        1. Yeah, I'm another child of poverty in a family of good to great cooks. There were no gastronomic sins in our family, except for wasting food; that would get you a painful correction. Between my father's family connection to the Midwest's more Southern heritage - traditions brought up from Kentucky and Tennessee - and my mother's German background, I had an amazing number of wonderful experiences at any number of tables. As for gluttony, while it was probably thought to be a bad idea in general, the sight of a really skinny kid going back to the potluck table for thirds and fourths - that would be me - just brought forth chuckles and references to hollow legs. Alas, I did outgrow the skinniness, but not the appetite...

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