on the very first day
of my new and improved
healthy eating and exercise initiative
a rogue chocolate-covered raisin
emerged from hiding
under a blanket on my sofa
where it had quietly sat
lying in wait
for me to discover it
knowing this tiny temptation
was a test
oh, what a test
who would know
practically a fruit and coffee/cacao product
dark chocolate and fruit are both good for my heart
who cares if there’s a bit of blanket fuzz on it
that’s just added fiber
could this be the gateway
to a slice of triple-layer chocolate cake or velveta-laden nachos?
not today, fuzzy amazing hidden chocolate-covered raisin, not today.
the struggle is real.
i looked to the writers to seek their wisdom
they have a difference of opinion on this.
are you on team wilde or team emerson when it comes to temptation?
“i can resist everything except temptation.”
“we gain the strength of the temptation we resist.”
-ralph waldo emerson
it’s not really a weekend at the lake house
with a group of friends
finds whatever they can
late at night
to saw through the plastic
and chop off a chunk of something in the kitchen.
“midnight happiness is eating at 2am”
(not me, but a tiny brit/ fellow lover of butter,
who began by trying to make pancakes with his brother,
before it all went happily off the rails
and he ended up
covered in butter with a butter shampoo.)
when in maine….
apparently the warm, melted butter
was waiting to ambush me
it went perfectly
with everything I ate
due to my obvious positive response
and unapologetic joy
they just kept serving me
things that could go with it
and at one point
(I didn’t even notice)
the protective bib I was wearing
somehow fell off and was under the table
and I found myself
quite literally covered in melted butter
from the tips of my fingers
to just above my elbows
with collateral damage all around
and it was magnificent.
It took me years to figure out that you don’t fall into a tub of butter, you jump for it.
image credit: Dailymail.co.uk, menshealth.com
while many kids of my era ate glue, paste, chalk, and crayons
i was busy with my own unusual eating habits
because we played outside for hours and hours
in the fields and open spaces of our neighborhood
most every day
i supplemented by ‘indoor diet’
with my own outdoor natural food diet
often consisting of:
pulp from a freshly fallen tree stump
rich, black, loamy soil
and baby ants.
not sure why i was drawn to each of these things
or why or how i stayed healthy
must have been all of the snow i ate in the winter months
but i’ve learned not to eat baby ants
and i’ve since moved on to chocolate, pasta, and flamin’ hot cheetos
apparently i was one of the original clean eaters
quite by accident.
“eat food. not too much. mostly plants.”
-michael pollan -‘in defense of food: an eater’s manifesto’
when their quesadilla is too hot to eat
leave it to the little ones
to think out of the box.
one holds the quesadilla pieces,
while the other rides the rowing machine
to move the fan to cool the food.
for every two minutes on the rowing machine
riding fast to cool the food
you can eat one triangle and call it even.
‘creating problems is easy. we do it all the time. finding solutions, ones that last and produce good results, requires guts and care.’
‘the field of consciousness is tiny. it accepts only one problem at a time.”
~Antoine de Saint-Exupery
image credit: a friend’s sweet baby girl
enjoy your people tomorrow
no matter who or what they may be.
‘the only thing I like better than talking about food is eating. “
credit: the new yorker