As I often share, I’m a big fan of food. I love eating. It’s one of life’s simplest pleasures, but the way people approach it is so vastly different. I’m not intending to get at all preachy here, but as part of my focus on slowing down this week, I wanted to share how I appreciate and enjoy eating.
The first and probably most important thing for me is cooking. I love it. I don’t want to have someone bring me my food every time because engaging with the ingredients and the process makes me appreciate what I eat so much more. There is incredible sensuality in watching the food change, in enjoying the development of the aromas, in feeling the heat… The sense of creativity, of accomplishment and of enjoyment that I get from trying and developing new recipes is the perfect way to take this slowed down approach to food and really get well-rounded pleasure in this tremendously important part of life.
On the other hand, sometimes it is nice to splurge and to go out. Part of why it’s great to cook at home is that it enables you to use the money that you would have used on lots of little throw-away meals here and there to enjoy a really good meal. I take the time to research new restaurants, to find intriguing cuisines and to build up anticipation of a really amazing experience. When I’m at the restaurant, I don’t hold back. I order what I want and take the time to enjoy my courses thoroughly. A long dining experience is beautiful and helps you to take everything in. Even the service… If you’re open and not rushed, you can truly enjoy the value of someone doing the work for you who really takes pride in what they do.
Last, just the literal experience of eating is taken slow. I take the time to chew my food a few times before swallowing. I can really explore the flavours and textures when I do this. Sure, when I’m really hungry, I tend to go a bit faster, but I know that this isn’t ideal for really enjoying my food. As much as possible, this slower approach will keep from over-eating, indigestion and will just make you happier. Take it slow!
Food is a pleasure. It’s sensual, almost sexual… And that’s what I’ll be bridging towards tomorrow. In the meantime, I’d love to know how you eat. Do you ever take the time to slow down? Do you cook your own food? Are you passionate about fine dining? And what’s your favourite kind of food to eat?
Love that you show both your sexual side and your perfectly normal, food-eating, human side
How about a post on your favorite top 5 sexiest foods!
I like the way you think, my dear. You may see that coming soon.
I love quality food and quality cooking too, but I’m usually just too lazy or rushed to do much cooking for myself (plus I’m nowhere near being an accomplished cook). So 99% of my meals are “throwaway” food– fast, frozen, fake, and flavorless. But on the rare occasions when I get to each properly– slowly and with savor– what a sensual treat! Some of my richest physical experiences have been trying delectable new foods– bone marrow, salted black licorice, octopus, or even just a perfectly grilled steak.
Camille, I think you should establish a new global time zone: CCT (Camille Crimson Time). Everyone who lives in that time zone would discover that their clocks moved half as quickly as anywhere else– there would be 48 hours in each day, and running (except for pleasure) would be strictly forbidden. All food would be slow; all sensations would be savored; and, oh yeah, Slow Motion Blowjob would rule the websites.
Capital idea Cal. I’m resetting all my clocks to CCT.
And of course in CCT all blowjobs would last twice as long!
And chocolate cakes, and naps, and orgasms… I like this idea a whole lot.
YES! I vote for CCT as well. If I had doubled days, I would be the happiest Camille in the world.
And of course, not all meals can be slowly savoured, but I’m so glad that you get the chance to experience some succulence on your own time.
I can boil water and boiling food takes awhile so I guess I’ve been into slow food all along.
You’re a pioneer of the slow food movement, especially if you watch the pot… I hear it never boils!
But an un-watched pot boils madly until all the water evaporates and the ramen noddles within burst into flames.
In my defense, I was enjoying a wonderful blowjob and somehow lost all interest in cooking.
True story.
Actual true story? That is both the funniest and scariest thing I’ve heard in a while.
It happened years ago, after a long night of drinking. I was craving some peanut butter curry noodles (my patented recipe).
Fast foreword: Oral distraction, noddles combust, smoke-filled apartment, fire alarm triggered, fellatus interrupta, brief panic, blaze extinguished, windows opened, crisis wanes, oral sex resumes.
Those noodles sound delicious, on the bright side. At least they burned up because you were having a good time. You could have just fallen asleep. That’s less fun.
I cook breakfast every morning for my wife. I have to be very careful with what I put into her food, as she has IBS, and is allergic to grain, milk, etc. Fortunately she is not allergic to cum. I have discovered how to make omelets for her without cheese, the use of olive oil, and lower temperatures.
We find figs, dates, melon and boiled eggs have invaded our table, along with cantaloupe.
But, I viewed recently one of your videos where you were
nude except for an apron, unfortunately I do not feel as seductive, and intriguing as you in a apron.
I have always been a overweight rush eater. I recently discovered a saying about the French, “Frenchmen dine, Americans eat.” We are always watching to clock even when we are eating, wondering when the waitress will bring our food, and last but not least, when will she or he bring our bill so we can get out of that place, and back to work.
Love your site, you bring me fond memories some of which have never occurred in my life.
That is so great. You sound like just the sweetest. Cooking for someone else is one of life’s greatest joys.
I’m sure you’ll slowly hit that dining mentality… It’s a process.
For a while I worked as a maintenance man at a fast food restaurant. I was always amazed at how many people had their food unwrapped and in their mouths even before getting out of the parking lot. Some where we got convicted to the idea that if we are not multitasking, we are wasting our time. So time becomes the object of desire instead of life itself, for the sake of itself. I love all the ideas you present here because they reconnect, if you will, our bodies to life and the meaning of life. There is a great deal of care that goes into the making of food, and this should be valued. But even if you are eating fast food, you can eat slowly, countering the falsity of commodity, with appreciation for every bit of life that is set before you. And isn’t that the idea of sexuality as well? A connection to the value of being alive, engaged with other beings on this earth? I love following your blog. Beautifully shared.
That’s such an interesting way of phrasing it, and I completely agree. There is so much to be connected to here… Why should we dull our sense by trying to cram everything in at once? That’s not a luxury… That’s the exact opposite to me.
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