One summer, I happened to pass by a mobile fruit stand on the street and bought peaches for ten yuan.

I sat on a chair, picked one up, wiped it with paper a few times, and then bit it.

For the first bite, I aimed at the reddest part of the skin and bit it. It was a bit sweet, and the peach was not very big. About a quarter of it was eaten.

The second mouthful rotated the angle, in the transition zone between green and red, it had no taste, neither sour nor sweet, almost like water; the third mouthful came to the completely green part, it was indeed sour, but with the freshness unique to fruits;

The fourth bite, the second green-red junction, was unexpectedly very sweet; I ate the pulp cleanly and licked only the peach core, then gently placed it on the edge of the seat and picked up the second peach.

, just like the first one, I savored three flavors: varying degrees of sourness or sweetness, or watery with just a hint of peach fragrance.

When I was picking up the third peach, I wanted to give my behavior a name, and the word "respect" suddenly flashed across my mind.

That's right, eating it slowly without being hungry or thirsty can be said to express respect for this peach.

Among the educations I have received in this life, there are respect for the elderly, respect for teachers, respect for the disabled, respect for leaders, etc., whether it is understanding, recognition or dismissal, but I have never heard anyone say that we should respect food.

Respecting food may seem like a silly idea at first. Who would respect a bowl of rice or a roasted chicken?

It is normal to respect a person. When we show respect for something, there is usually a person or god behind those things. Most of the time, what we respect is actually that person or god, not the thing itself.

Pure and devout Catholics will pray over food before meals, but this is obviously not a respect for the food itself, but a gratitude for the grace of Jesus for everything the Lord has given, including food.

Chinese people basically have no respect for food, and many ethnic minorities have never heard of praying about food before daily meals.

What we talk about most is saving food.

Because diligence and frugality are a fine virtue of the Chinese nation, this aspect will be covered in schools and families.

Every dropped and wasted grain of rice has the possibility of being struck by lightning.

Of course, schools will not use this kind of superstitious routine of thundering from the sky. They usually find out the people behind it - farmers who "work hard for every grain".

The rhetoric of sympathy for those who grow food has gradually lost its effect in the increasingly mechanized agricultural production and commercialized society. Sympathy and pity for the farmers have been replaced by the concept of equivalent exchange of labor. This replacement has produced another

A common saying is to cherish the labor of parents. Unfortunately, when it comes to saving food, parents themselves and society as a whole do not play an exemplary role, so the effect is greatly reduced.

Hasn't anyone said anything about the food itself?

This may be a bit risky. The idea of ??pure respect for food is divorced from the support of humans and gods behind it, and is a bit close to fetishism.

Moses came down from Mount Sinai and destroyed the golden calf, a symbol of fetishism.

God does not allow worship of things. Being obsessed with material things can easily lead to loss of faith.

This is evident in many food-related programs that have been aired recently. "A Bite of China" shows skills, customs, and traditions. It is said that one season also touched on family warmth, but it obviously did not do it well.

The Japanese healing series "Midnight Diner" is clever and provides many slots for the audience.

The only exception is the Japanese TV series "The Lonely Gourmet". In this TV series, the protagonist's main task is to eat, which has nothing to do with relationships or traditions. It is even a bit anti-technique, because he always eats nothing big in small restaurants on the streets.

For famous things, the mental activities and inner monologue when eating are basically: delicious, so delicious, unexpectedly delicious, plus a bunch of modal particles and interjections.

However, the difference between being obsessed with food and respecting it is clear.

Respecting food means putting food and yourself on an equal footing. Food is not a god, nor is it something to play with, it is just something to eat. You must give enough respect and respect to what you eat.

Hypocrisy about food has caused us many illnesses.

We eat too much when we don't need it and when we're not hungry, and like a baby who hasn't passed the oral stage, we become fat and sluggish.

Not only did we sit down to eat, we also walked, ate lying down, ate on our stomachs, talked and ate, and even some Guinness challengers drank water and ate while standing upside down, tossing their stomachs and other digestive tracts.

I eat half-heartedly, reading while eating. I don’t know the taste of meat in March. Facing my beautiful face, the food in the bowl pales in color. I watch TV series and eat food I think is difficult to swallow.

Some people's appetite is only aroused when they watch TV series about eating, because their desire to eat is actually replaced by their eyes.

You have to face a bowl of rice, a piece of bread, and a piece of meat with sincerity, focus, don't rush, and savor all their flavors, the taste of each part.

Be calm and deal with every unexpected encounter. Burnt or undercooked rice, braised pork that is not cooked through to the flavor, and tendons in beef that are not cooked enough to bite. When you spit it out, say "I'm sorry", no.

To the chef, not to the person who paid for the meal, and not to the cleaner, but to the piece of food that goes into your mouth and comes out again, this is the highest expression of respect for food.