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Food - Sing With Me If It's Just For Today...
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Food
Food is tricky, isn’t it? What to eat? When to eat it? How much? The questions are endless; the variables labyrinthian. Every day I meet the challenge and try my best to navigate it all yet still I find me flailing for answers. That’s why I like to eat the very same foods all the time. If I could, I would approach my clothes in the same manner. I’ve always admired Andy Warhol and Alfred Hitchcock’s adherence to a uniform but I just can’t get away with it. Not in my business.

I go through phases where I will only eat a certain food at a certain time of the day, without fail. Last year, when I was trying desperately to eat something/anything, to stuff my mouth although the very thought made me gag, I settled on Big Macs. Every day. It worked for a long time and each lunch was spent in the plastic booth of my local McDonalds; so much so that the counter people knew my order when I walked into the door.

There are some foods, once staples, I can no longer enjoy without the fear of tears, and a flood of memory that would take whatever appetite I have and slam it against the ropes. Milk, Billy’s drink of choice with everything, has yet to pass my lips. I doubt if I will ever be able to eat an Oreo again. No more chocolate pudding or chocolate milk. Never. I have, however, broken through and started to buy Home Pride bread, and for me, that was a huge step. I also chow down Hostess Cupcakes. It was Billy’s favorite treat I’d bring home and you know what? I eat one pack every single night, and have for the past eight months. I eat them right before I go to bed and I eat them with abandon. Progress, people.

Moving to DC has really shaken things up, gastronomically. That doesn’t mean I still don’t find months long food obsessions and addict myself to them until I can no longer stomach it. That’s when it’s time to find another food – after the thought of my current one makes me want to hurl. My breakfast remains stable– a Super Big Gulp of Diet Coke from 7-11. It’s refreshing and quenches my thirst. Lunch is a wild card. Boy, oh, boy, working around these people where lunch is a collective decision has prevented me from settling into a nice, comfortable pattern and I’m not really very happy about it.

Dinner is back in my control and I am just starting to get out of the pizza phase; a period that started when I arrived in DC has only now begun to fade. I hate dinner, really. It’s a stupid yet necessary decision I'm forced to make every night on the way home from work and it's one I agonize over. That’s why I keep it to pizza. I can call on my way home from work and by the time I finish walking and feeding Bob, I am comfortably eating in front of the TV. But lately, I have ventured into the oliveloaf and cheese sandwich on Home Pride dinner, and I am very happy with it. I think it will be here for a while.

The only thing I drink is Diet Coke. After 3pm, it is Diet Coke Caffeine-Free. If I drink caffeine after that, it gives my insomnia a certain reason. I have a fear, some may find it unnatural, that I will come home some night and find the fridge empty of my need, my friend, my DCCF. I solve that fear by stocking up. You know what they say - you can never have too much. ruralrob posted a picture of the inside of his refrigerator. I thought I’d follow suit.


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raptusanxieux From: raptusanxieux Date: January 9th, 2004 08:25 am (UTC) (Link)
I have an appliance fetish, and that is one sexy refrigerator. What a little tart that thing is, see-thru vegetable bins and all.
For a second I thought you meant the whole box of Hostess cakes everynight, but realized you mean the two pack. I'm now craving their sugary goodness, thank you.

I know there's olives in oliveloaf, but what makes up the loaf part?
fabulist From: fabulist Date: January 9th, 2004 09:20 am (UTC) (Link)
Bologna.

Aye...
raptusanxieux From: raptusanxieux Date: January 9th, 2004 09:31 am (UTC) (Link)
And of course the next question you don't want to know the answer to, what's in the bologna?!
And what's Scrapple? It sounds like something that would be good, in that comfort food category, yet of the mystery meats family.
marstokyo From: marstokyo Date: January 9th, 2004 08:56 am (UTC) (Link)
Good Lord, Man!! ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL YOURSELF? don't you know you ARE what you eat???
quuf From: quuf Date: January 9th, 2004 10:51 am (UTC) (Link)
I hate to sound Californian, but you need some green in there, young man. For color contrast, if nothing else.
zombietruckstop From: zombietruckstop Date: January 9th, 2004 12:32 pm (UTC) (Link)
So, first of all, DCCF is a friend of mine too. Although I prefer Caffeine Free Diet Pepsi or, even better Diet Rite cola (my favorite. No lie!)

As far as food obsessions, I have this this where if I find something I like at a restaurant, I'll ONLY order that every time I go back. I've been going to the French Market restaurant here for 6 years, and have only ever had two things there - The Original Rueben, of the Grilled Turkey and Swiss with Pesto. Both with fries AND soup AND a rootbeer.
guysterrules From: guysterrules Date: January 9th, 2004 01:47 pm (UTC) (Link)
Me too! Oh, I pretend to look at other items on the menu just for appearances sake but when push comes to shove, and the waitress is there with pen in hand, it's always the very same thing I always get.
prowler323 From: prowler323 Date: January 9th, 2004 03:24 pm (UTC) (Link)
I'm all about variety. But even though I stray occasionally, I always return to French Market's pot roast. Usually, I only stray because they're out.

Luckily, I rarely eat at French Market. When my ex- PsychoTony started working as a waiter there, it changed my habits. Even though he left, I never worked it back into my routine.
brianrdu From: brianrdu Date: January 9th, 2004 01:09 pm (UTC) (Link)
Wowwww. That's heavy.

I have a friend that calls my refrigerator the vegetable graveyard. I do have the best intentions. But, like you (I shouldn't be surprised anymore), I have food obsessions, and even if there's a ton of stuff in there, I generally like one thing at a time. I'm trying to think of what it is lately...I think it's this rosemary chicken thing I got off of 30 Minute Meals. I simply love it. But it's been all over the map before...blueberries, honeydew melon, almond butter (very recently), Runts (the candy), black grapes, jasmine rice, bell peppers (another recent one, I think I like the yellow ones the best)...this smoothie made with 2 bananas, orange juice and frozen mixed berries. I know, I'm a freak.

Soon, I think I'm going to make an appointment to have a physical. I've been putting it off because of the fear of the snapped glove, but I really need a cholesterol check, since I seem to have become a fatboy again.
t_l From: t_l Date: January 9th, 2004 04:33 pm (UTC) (Link)

Hostess Cupcakey Goodness

When I was a girl, my sweet Granny would always wrap treats and put them under the Christmas tree for me and my sisters and brother. She knew which particular junk food each of us liked, and mine was always those yummy chocolate cupcakes. I hardly ever eat them anymore, but they always make me think about my Granny, who loved me best.
ubermunkey From: ubermunkey Date: January 9th, 2004 10:02 pm (UTC) (Link)
great post as always but that fridge pic? wow what is with that? hon that looks like the fridge of a mannekin?1
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