Our Iftar table seems to be a manifestation of Barry Schwartz idea of paradox of choice; how having more options increases a consumer’s level of anxiety.
Think about it. Enter the typical Arab kitchen during Ramadan and ask the mother, “So what are you cooking?”
“Nothing much. Only five dishes.”
Sometimes when you look at the food on the table and look down at your stomach, there’s an incredulity that you have to fill that (stomach) with that ?
I have to say that it’s not that I am not grateful for the blessing of having a variety of food to select from. But the thing is, after the “attack”ing process, one feels really bloated and too lazy to finish taraweeh prayer.
I don’t know exactly what happens in the kitchen when something is added to the to-be-cooked list but maybe the extra cooking is just a reflection of the hunger. You know how they say, don’t shop when you’re hungry because you’ll end up buying more stuff than you actually need? So my theory is, don’t decide on what to cook when you’re hungry because the menu will just go overboard…and notice I said, “don’t decide” not “don’t cook” when you are hungry because cooking while hungry is sorta inevitable. But it’s easier to set up tomorrow’s menu after Iftar and stick to the menu while stamping on the temptation to “add that one thing” and “add that other thing”.
Isn’t this the month of curbing temptations after all?
Today’s advise; Say no to Israaf.
Have a lovely day!