DAY 49/365 “Marry someone who can cook; looks fade, hunger doesn’t.” I saw that on a sign at a kitchen supply store several weeks ago. It gave me a good chuckle. But I’ve been thinking about it on and off ever since.
Who wouldn’t put great cooking skills hight on the list of dream partner attributes? I dunno if it’s tops (though it does sound great to have someone around to whip up a gourmet s’more every so often) but I did think a lot about the other piece of that quote, about hunger not fading. And that’s the more interesting part to me.
I want to be around the hungry people. People who are hungry for good food, yes; but also laughter, adventure, exploration, travel, and loud group gatherings with friends new and old. I need people in my life who are also hungry for meaning, quiet moments, self-awareness, introspection, study, and knowledge.
I need to be with people who look up to that night sky, surrounded by towering pine trees illuminated by the soft orange hues of a flickering campfire, and while gazing up at the stars, are hungry for more—to know more, to be more, to never stop hungering and thirsting for growth until they themselves become those giant trees, then that sky, and then those stars.
I want to be around the hungry people, because we’ll never stop eating. Course after course will come our way, and we’ll eat and eat of life; we’ll try a bit of everything that comes our way. Some dishes we’ll share, and some dishes are plated for one, but together we’ll inspire each other to eat, to be nourished, and turn those life nutrients into meaningful experiences.
Marry someone who can cook? Ya, I wouldn’t complain. But I say, marry someone who is hungry.