I’m a obsessive eater, I always have been. My love affair with food that has been one of the most turbulent relationships I have ever been part of, I associate food with joy, it makes me happy when I’m sad and I celebrate great things with a side portion of everything yummy.
My affair with food is something inherently in me, it’s a obsession I have inherited from my dad. Unfortunately my love of food comes with the constant struggle with my weight. This blog isn’t about that struggle today. This is about realise how weird I am with food and the choices that surround it, until very recently I didn’t even realise I had issues that were tied up with food, i have no idea where they came from but I’m guessing it’s just something we are raised with. Have a read and let me know if you have any quirks regarding food, where did you pick them up from?
So, I went into the staff room at work at lunch recently as I had finished my shift and one of my colleagues Steve was eating cod bites and chips and I stated that it was a very dramatic thing to have on a dinner time, they all thought that was hilarious but I am a creature of habit and routine and you can’t have tea time food at lunchtime unless you won’t be having a tea time, even now in my own mind that sounds a little crazy but lunch is for sandwiches and maybe a bowl of soup at a push, then I asked what Kevin had and he had last night Chinese leftovers, obviously I love vicariously through other people’s food so when I asked him what he had they were amazed reaction to the fact he had chow mein and rice. This apparently is a normal thing, I would never think to have rice with noodles, in my weird brain they are considered two sides that would never go together it’s a one or another situation. Is this only me?
So this has got me to thinking what food things do I consider odd and I’m actually shocked at myself.
- Sunday dinners, more than one type of potatoes feels like bedlam and I would never make mash and roast but I’m over the moon if someone else makes it for me it’s so naughty.
- Certain foods go or must not not go with sides but there is also some things that defy my own rules for example corned beef pie even though it’s made with mash you can have chips or mash as a side whereas bacon sandwiches cannot have a side they are for solo eating.
- You can’t have sides as a main. (Only exception that I can think of is fried rice from the Chinese but it has to have at least one meat in and has to be accompanied with a sauce)
- Soup AND a sandwich, how is this even a thing I have never had both it’s one or the other both together blows my mind.
- Everything can go in a sandwich, trust me (as long as it’s buttered)
- Breakfast can only be small unless you are away/having it instead of lunch, a bacon/sausage sandwich are blurred lines, it’s almost like a treat so lunch is usually a no following this.
- Eating chocolate at anytime other than night feels highly luxurious and naughty, unless it’s pudding.
- Having pudding after food removes the allowance of a sweet treat on a evening.
- Watching cooking/food related shows isa appetite suppressant, food porn as I call it stops me from snacking, I live vicariously through other people’s food and their eating.
There are a few I realise have been self imposed after years of dieting to aide dieting as my inner fatty would eat anything at anytime and my college/university photographs will back up my story.
Reading back on some of these I realise how twisted my relationship with food is, it’s a beautiful disfunctional relationship which I will continue to hone and perfect in my own nutso way.
Signing off, with love and lipstick,