Many years ago, breakfast seemed to me like a necessary inconvenience. I would wake up, roll out of bed, and within 15 minutes be out of the house on my way to school, or work, or whatever appointment I had. Sound like you? Below you’re going to find out how I was lovingly transitioned to eating slower and enjoying a slow breakfast, and how it brought me more pleasure and changed my life.


Even on my days off, I never “enjoyed” breakfast. It was just something that had to get done before the rest of life continued.


I never questioned this mentality. That is, until I met my husband.


He is German, and a great lover of breakfast.


German vs. Canadian Breakfast



Before our marriage I knew that we had some cultural differences, but paid little mind to them. We were both from Western nations. In my mind he was practically Canadian, just with a language difference.
After just about 10 years of marriage, I know better.


One shock for me in our first year of marriage, was the complete contrast we had regarding how eating breakfast looked.


He breakfasted.

I ate food.


The two may not contrast at first glance. But in essence, they do.


When my husband sat to breakfast, he would bring out all the spreads on the table that he desired.
The coffee was prepared in our french press, and waited on the table.
The table was set with breakfast dishes, awaiting our arrival.


In the meantime I would put two pieces of toast down for myself, spread butter and jam on them at the counter. I slurped at my coffee, gobbled down my two pieces of toast and was ready to take on the day!


But to my frustration… I was stuck waiting for him.


One piece of toast at a time would reach his plate. Between sips of his coffee, he would spread Nutella on his toast very thoroughly.
Then, with pleasure, he would eat (in my point of view) incredibly slow, and chat with me.


Those first few weeks I assumed he just was enjoying our, “honeymoon phase”.
But it never ended.


It still hasn’t.
But my frantic food frenzy has.


Slow breakfast has prevailed!




4 Lessons Learned:


(while impatiently sitting and waiting for my husband to eat his breakfast)


1. Eating is not just about cramming nutrients into my body so I can do bigger and better things.


Being forced to eat slowly, and enjoy my husband’s company at the table showed me it’s not just about the food. It’s about actually tasting what I eat. It’s about the time we get to slowly spend together without the panicked rush of jumping on to the next thing. Food is more about fellowship than satisfying a physical need. I AM NOT A MACHINE.




2. Slowing down doesn’t mean missing out.


Somehow in me there has been a sort of panic. If I don’t do things quickly, then I’m going to miss out on everything else in life.
In reality, life happens in the here and now.
Biting, chewing, tasting, talking, and laughing all belong to life. If we’re too busy to taste, we rob ourselves of experiencing life how it’s meant to be. We have taste buds for a reason!


3. I LOVE to enjoy!


I always felt too busy to actually sit down and enjoy food. We can sit down and enjoy a movie, or a TV show, but somehow sitting down and enjoying food has become obsolete. It’s become a means to an end. Eat the food, SO THAT we can enjoy shopping, or playing, or… At least, that’s how it looked in my life.
Once I was challenged to slow down consistently, I realized I actually enjoyed the leisurely pace of breakfasting. I had time to reflect on my day, or contemplate things, or as a couple we had time to talk, dream, or plan our life together. Not only did I enjoy the time together, but I was more attentive as to how things tasted.


4. I found out what butter tastes like! 


Simon was at first appalled that I could not taste the difference between margarine and butter. After some slowing down, and actually tasting, I found out butter is DELICIOUS!


I love slow breakfast.


Slow eating fits with the upcoming Advent season and Lent as they are a time to slow down and make space for God.

Your Challenge


My challenge for you this week, or weekend is to have a purposefully slow breakfast and taste some butter!


Tell me how it goes 🙂

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