I think that McDonalds restaurants all over the country would have been very busy with people travelling home on Easter Monday, and the travellers calling in for an easy and quick meal on the way home. As I am writing this, I can actually smell a burger aroma! It is funny how just thinking of things evokes smells, which then leads to memories of happy or sad or exciting or glad times spent doing things, when those aromas were present. Meals are special parts of the day! They are just not ingredients that enter our mouths! There has been someone who has taken the time to prepare the meal, mix ingredients, cook the meal and serve it . Food preparation is a service act of love! It is a blessing we enjoy everyday! May we be daily thankful for the love expressed through meals when someone cooks for us! ❤️
