Eating a quiet, incredibly delicious meal all by myself at a local restaurant and pondering about the beautiful community of people required to produce it. I would like to say thank you. Thank you to the server who brought it to me. To the chef who displayed the food so artistically, using bits of finely chopped up carrot and parsley to confetti the outside of my plate. To the cooks who grilled the chicken, chopped the vegetables, boiled the noodles, created the sauce. To the dairy farmer who milked the cow to produce the cream for the sauce. To the chicken farmer who tended the chickens as they grew, keeping them healthy and strong before being eaten. To the field workers all over the globe to pick the spices used for seasonings. To the farmers who planted and harvested these fresh vegetables. To the owner of the restaurant who first had the vision to make this all possible. And so, so many more. The fruits of your labors are making me very happy. Amen.