We had a nice dinner in a nearby town yesterday evening. The restaurant is small, the tables are crammed a bit closer than I would like, but the food is some of the best around Gettysburg.
Being empathic and sensitive to the energy of those around me, I sometimes have a hard time sitting in such close proximity to others.
As we sat at our table, I couldn’t help overhearing the couple next to us. The husband had ordered a steak, something the wife was none too pleased about. When his order came, before he took his first bite, she told him to wrap half of it up.
With each progressive bite, she scolded him for his carnivorous feast. Now, his choice of food is not mine, but I couldn’t help feel sorrow for him. Each bite, she scolded. For spite, he took one more bite, never “wrapping up half.”
He ate the whole steak, she sat there glaring at him.
Food not eaten in enjoyment is food not digested well and food that does not offer nourishment for the entire being. It was clear to see this man did not get his favorite meals at home. Could not she have allowed him a half hour of stress free chewing, not a match of spite between moments of scolding and moments of making sure the other steak half disappeared before her eyes.
When the waitress came and collected the plates, she smiled and said you must have enjoyed this. The man made a snide comment similar to
“except for one thing.” That one thing was his wife.
Yes, people should be mindful of their diets, but people should also be mindful of the importance of a night filled with pleasure, not stress. I think the tension between them served up more harm than any offering on his restaurant plate.