Last night my wife and I were discussing our holiday plans. With my surgery coming up on Monday, I knew that I did not want to host Thanksgiving this year because I don't know how I'll feel just two and a half weeks after surgery and I don't want to cook without being able to eat any of it - I don't know if I'll have the passion that it takes to make food taste good. I then started thinking about Christmas as well, and then the thought popped into my head: why don't I just postpone my surgery until after Christmas? I gave that a few minutes of thought, and then realized the strong emotional pull that food has on me.
I don't usually eat for comfort - it's not as though I go raid my refrigerator when I'm feeling bad. But my family centers itself around food. My father has been overweight at least since I was born. He's always cooked HUGE meals (think two 15lb Prime Rib Roasts for 10 people???) because it made him the center of attention and he craves that. I now do the same thing - it's not uncommon for me to cook enormous amounts of food for a relatively few people, just because it's social and it's my way of contributing while being the big shot. And then I eat a bunch because it's smorgasbord.
Someone on this forum said something about food being like gasoline - a car and a person only need enough to run. I want to make it so I enjoy food as a luxury on occasion. Otherwise I want just enough to be healthy.
No questions in this post, I'm just letting out some emotion.
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