Sadly, it's a form of art where the creation lasts mere minutes on the table before it's gone. When everyone has left the table and the noise has died down, all that's left of the artist's toil is a bunch of dirty dishes and some faded memories.
Which largely explains why I often feel the need to remember the scene before it fades into history. If someone slaved over a particular dish, then wouldn't it make sense to freeze it in pixels so that others can enjoy it, as well? Well, I think so, hence this pic.
Looking at a picture and tucking in with a fork are widely divergent experiences, and I assure you that this rice ultimately tasted much better than this photo would suggest. But I'm glad I snapped it all the same, because it now serves as a reminder to slow down and enjoy the moment.
Your turn: What's on tap for your next meal?