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SO are you to my thoughts as food to life
Or as sweet-season’d showers are to the ground;
And for the peace of you I hold such strife
As ’twixt a miser and his wealth is found;
Now proud as an enjoyer, and anon
Doubting the filching age will steal his treasure;
Now counting best to be with you alone,
Then better’d that the world may see my pleasure:
Sometime, all full with feasting on your sight,
And by and by clean starved for a look;
Possessing or pursuing no delight,
Save what is had or must from you be took.
Thus do I pine and surfeit day by day,
Or gluttoning on all, or all away.

-William Shakespeare, Sonnet LXXV

Slowly, slowly I find myself consumed by thoughts of food. Thoughts on what I will cook tonight, what I will bake for my friends next week and where I will shop. As food prices rise and millions go hungry I feel like a glutton, wallowing in what our country and my back porch have to offer. Food has always been important but today, with so many chemicals involved in preserving our food, even creating it, eating well- not just healthfully becomes its own challenge.

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