I am not a foodie; I have other vices.
This topic freaks people out so I apologize.
This is the time of year that I cook a lot. And, I truly enjoy it. Then I realize that I'm cooking -- not eating. The other night I was elbow deep in food prep for Christmas Eve. The husband announced, "We haven't eaten since lunch yesterday." (He's not a foodie either.) So, although I was surrounded by food, I ordered a pizza.
I used to blame this on the oldies because their obsession with food kills any appetite I may have. But, it's unfair to them. They're not the only people who destroy my appetite. I avoid buffets like flies avoid swatters. People load up like they're storing calories for hibernation. My friend Jan and I have learned to find the table in the corner of the restaurant so we don't have to watch other people eat. It's a quirk that works for both of us.
My mother tells the story of me coming home from school or dance practice and I would sit with some lettuce and a salt shaker. Love it! The other night, I went to bed and then realized I was hungry. I got up and had a grapefruit.
Overwhelming food choices make me -- well, overwhelmed. Right now I have lots of leftovers so I'm grazing. But yes, I am eating.
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true true! If I see someone eating I completely lose my appetite. I still find myself with a leaf of lettuce & the salt shaker too. (Where did we get that?) On the eve of Christmas eve, as I was preparing the deserts to take on our Christmas Eve travels, I stopped, remembering that I hadn't eaten in quite a while & sat for a minute with a grapefruit & salt shaker in hand. I can nibble all day on candy, nuts, and fruits but get so grossed out with the real foods! Love to cook it, just not eat it!
You aren't fooling anyone.
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