So many, many reasons. I can only think about mine…
Love to eat good tasting, healthy food…but it takes time to prep and cook, and by the time I seat to eat my pottage, I am so tired and my back hurting from standing to peel the vegetables, that all I think is “then when I finish…just a few minutes from now, I have to wash the dish, yes, the dish and…the pan. Yes again, one pan, one dish. Because I clean as I go. Very practical seasoned woman.
Hate to eat the crapola that abounds around all the eateries around me and probably around where you live also. So much fat, sugar and then, the most important thing about this issue, is that it tastes just like cardboard. You spend good dinero to eat cardboard that has been processed with sugars, fats, preservatives, colors and sometimes human hair, or the leftover organs of animals. Then, all this is mixed up together to make it look like something we should be eating.
That’s not the end of it…then…”where the heck these five unwanted, undeserving pounds came from?” Ahhh, it is the addition (had to drop some math here, as I was recently reminded that because I was not good at algebra, I cannot take one of the courses being taught by two MIT eminences), sorry…I went so off the tangent. Where were we? Yes, it is the addition of all that irreverent crapola that we so eagerly eat when feeling oh, so hungry.
What is there left to do? Je ne sais pas. In the meantime, I will continue to buy fresh, yeah, right…fresh from California, Peru, Guatemala and Mexico; and being held hostage by the powers that be at the food chains that I go to. Sometimes I feel like a moving target…today they may kill me…tomorrow they may not.
But, I will lose these five undeserving pounds…I am going back to my plantains in the mornings with the boiled egg, instead of the oatmeal with coconut milk…plus prunes. No wonder the green blouse I wore yesterday to an outing looked a bit too provocative. Do not like to show my assets too much. A bit conservative in that department.
Well…I don’t know what your battle is against our source of survival, but now you know some more about mine.
We cannot live without eating, but eating what is available is what is killing us.
Have a good-food-tasting-day!
Your Happy Contessa
“We cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well.” Virginia Woolf, English writer. 25 January 1882 – 28 March, 1941.