Is a friendship measurable? I have a theory. If you ever lost a truly beloved one try to remember the ones that attended the funeral service. When my mother passed away, not only did I count on my better half’s unconditional support (which I cannot live without) along with his wonderful family but also on friends who wouldn't be anywhere else but there, by my side.
Think about the remarkable trips you've done in your life or the sweetest childhood memories. Picture an exciting weekend with your friends. Chances are enormous that food played a key role within most of these circumstances. We rely on food to make the most of our experiences just as food can resonate pleasant emotions because of the way it is experienced.
I've recently written about a deception which has made me down so much. A sweet friendship has been broken. Like porcelain, you can re-attach those pieces although it will never look the same again. No matter how much time goes by, such flaws will always evoke a fragile bond that has fallen apart.