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coursed.

there’s really no wrong way to enjoy a meal but you should know the meal will be coursed.

are you the type of person who fills up on appetizers? that might construct an entire meal of bread or tiny pickle plates? that’s fine. life is all about the simple, small pleasures. but you might one day become someone who understands that takeaway exists, though not for the mains and desserts meant to be enjoyed plated, and at specific temperatures or textures.

even the simplest meal is a ritual. meals are produced and prepared, served and received, spontaneous or planned, and always intended. just like the holidays, meals have an advent, the moment, and return to daily life. as children, we may find the advents and in-betweens to be extremely long, dreary and miserable. participation and agency tend to increase with time and age, and then we have the opposite problem: the magic fades.

but what if we could remember that this life, like a beautiful meal, is coursed? like any holiday or ritual or story, it will continue to reveal itself by the hour, by the season, by the day. nothing is late, nothing is missing, and that you are what makes life complete as it unfolds?