Cleaning up after a meal is considered time-consuming drudgery best relegated to an appliance. Not in my house.
OK, so I recently acquired a dishwasher...my first (do I live in a cave). I admit that a dishwasher cuts away the clean-up after large family meals and keeps counter clutter down but I still think of washing dishes by hand as a pleasure.
Like offering a toast or saying grace before a meal, clearing the table and doing the clean-up up afterward puts a benediction on it. At least, that's how it goes in my narrow little mind.
Dishwashing purifies my surroundings, making my kitchen whole again. It also slows my rush to join the outside world...this is a chance for a sort of meditation...the act of cleaning focuses my attention on the objects I handle.
Another benefit of washing dishes is the simple pleasure of returning order to my cooking spaces. The physical work of washing and storing dishes, pots and pans, lets me touch the surfaces of beloved objects and practice the art of organization. Thoughtful care of tableware supports my wish for peace, beauty and order at home.