Last year after some surgery I had to be on a liquid diet for months, starting from strictly liqiuds like consomee and gradually adding in more substance to the food until eventually arriving at solids months later (mmmmm, solids)

It was amazing. Excruciating also, but the degree to which I appreciated food once I couldn't have it, good god. I would walk down the streets (in one of the food capitals of the world, perhaps the food capital of the world) and just be amazed thinking "People can just...eat that! And that! And that!" and looked so forward to the day when I could also.

On the other hand the things I could eat became magical as well, I had no idea how good soup could be and how many kinds there were I relished everything I had, actually noticing it, is of course the point. It just amazed me how we take things for granted and don't even notice what we're eating, but all it took was to not be able to eat almost any of it for weeks, months, at stretch to turn the appreciation centers back on, big time. A year later and I'm still celebrating with everything I eat, and noticing it much more. The whole process of fasting suddenly makes sense to me, and when food becomes a non-issue again for me, I think I'm going to try it.