There's something about not being able to cook that makes me think of food constantly. Jeff and I love to cook so it's tough eating out for every meal. And it's tough on the waistline. But soon enough, we'll have a beautiful new kitchen. Big fridge, gas stove, convection ovens... *Sigh*
Where was I? Oh yeah, back to my food obsession. I was eating something yesterday (I don't even remember what it was) and I thought, "hmmm, this doesn't taste that good." It wasn't bad, it was just okay. And it wasn't healthy food, it was something junky. So I started wondering just why I was eating it.
It's like the stupid grilled cheese sandwiches at OHSU. I ate a ton of those awful things. Don't get me wrong, I love a good grilled cheese. These were not good. These pathetic-excuses-for-a-sandwich consisted of a piece of processed American cheese between two pieces of stale white bread. Far from healthy. Far from tasty. So why not just get a salad then?
I'm sure you smarties are saying "stress causes your brain to release endorphins...blah, blah, blah." Trust me, I know about stress eating. And I can see splurging on an amazing meal or decadent dessert. But why blow the calories on a crappy grilled cheese? Well, I guess it's one of those mysteries of life. Right up there with Donald Trump's hair and Tammy Faye's mascara choices.
Sorry that you have once again been forced to wade through the randomness that is my cognitive function. I'll try to find a point somewhere in here...
Since I'm missing home cooking, I might as well add insult to injury and ask:
What is your favorite dish?
You know, the one that makes you feel good. Or the one that reminds you of something wonderful. Or the one that you have on special occasions. Oh, and for you non-cookers, it doesn't have to be a dish that you make. And I definitely want the recipes. No holding out on me now. C'mon people, feed the obsession! Cause if I'm going to drool over food, it might as well be GOOD food.