Did you have 'midnight feasts' when you were young? First please bear in mind that I was born in a country which had food rationing at the time. I used to take some morsels out of the food safe. I'm not sure when refrigerators became commonly commercially available in the UK but I don't recall any friends having one back in the late 1940s when I was a nipper. I would take them to bed and then after lights-out (and after my teeth had been brushed!!) and using a torch I would consume the prized morsels: a midnight feast. Of course they were never a true feast and occurred well before midnight.
I was reminded of them this evening. After I had been out all day (croquet, gym, physio etc etc) and out at a friend's for dinner this evening Wendy, Martin and Richard appeared around 1015 pm, on their way home from being out for dinner, to catch up and find out about my arrangements for going away tomorrow. We all had a wee dram of a nightcap in memory of the Scottish heritage.
So at midnight (I shall cheat: this post will be predated to the time I started it - before midnight!) I got myself some cheese and nuts and am having a midnight feast.
It makes me realise just how lucky we are to be able to eat on a whim when so many of the world's population cannot even eat to sustain themselves. That made me think further about the colossal waste of food due to the discovery of horsemeat in frozen meals in Europe and the fact that obesity is such a major problem in the world. Wouldn't it be wonderful if instead of such a large percentage of the 'first world' being unhealthily obese the excess food being consumed was shared with the starving.
We can but dream.
In the meantime I am exceptionally thankful for my midnight feast and all that it represents.