Wednesday, September 23, 2015

Week 14: Relationship to Food

Week 14 in the 30 Week Writing Challenge

Relationship to Food 


Oh my, I have been SO EXCITED for this week. 

I LOVE LOVE LOVE talking about food. 

Prior to Aaron, 
the most photographed item in my life was food. 
Not Adam. 
Food.  
(proof below)


The MOST important moment in my day, 
is planning out what I'm going to eat. 
 I love meal planning for the week. 
And I get an amazing thrill whenever our food arrives at a restaurant.

 
But like any relationship, 
there are positives and negatives. 


Let's start with the negatives...

Of course, my love of food has gotten me into trouble. 
I'm one of those unfortunate people who will eat as a coping mechanism, 
which has led to some pretty severe weight fluctuations in my life. 

Food is definitely an area where I lack self-discipline. 
I struggle with overeating.
Leaving food on my plate 
- or not going back for seconds
is probably the HARDEST thing ever in my life. 
(And that's a life that includes active labor, c-section, nursing, etc) 

I love unhealthy food, too. 
Some people are all: 
"oh, I prefer salad over chocolate." 
Um, NO. 
I love chips & french onion dip. 
And wings with an insane amount of chunky bleu cheese sauce. 
I can eat a whole bag of cheese puffs in one sitting. 
I could eat refined white flour pasta until I burst. 

You get the idea. 


Now the positives... 

My love of food leads me to try new recipes all the time. 
I've had my failures, 
but I've also discovered some amazing keepers. 


I SWELL WITH PRIDE when people rave about my food. 
Among my in-laws, I'm known for my desserts. 



I can eat out virtually anywhere. 
Even though I'm not crazy about Mexican, 
I  can always find something I like. 

(True story, one of my traveling audit teams loved authentic Mexican, 
and since I didn't want to eat alone at another restaurant, 
I ate grilled cheese off the kids' menu for the entire audit... 
and LOVED IT.)



I can't end this post without some hardcore #foodporn. 
This is by no means my favorite food snapshots, 
just the only ones I can find right now. 

So here we go... 

 Fries in Amsterdam (they serve them with mayo) 
Fries may be American, 
but the Dutch have perfected them. 

 The most over-exposed little French tartlet ever

back to the US... my attempts at being patriotic and creative

Cake made for Rosh Hashanah (Jewish New Year)
"L'Shana Tova" means "for a good year" in Hebrew 
check out that fantastic I-don't-know-how-to-work-with-lighting shadow


I went through a period of being obsessed with ebelskivers
and dipping them in nutella and peanut butter
I really should make them for Aaron because he'd love 'em


typical breakfast on our honeymoon in St Lucia
When I thought of Caribbean food, I thought "bananas" and "pineapples," 
but in truth, their tomatoes are TO DIE FOR
Every morning I had an english muffin with cream cheese, salmon ("lox"), and tomatoes. 
AMAZING. 
AH-MAZ-ING. 
I want to go back JUST for the tomatoes.

 Minion cupcakes made for Aaron's 1st birthday 
(not made by me, I'm not that talented)


to-die-for pancakes at Jones in Philadelphia

"Pepper Skins" (like Potato skins, but more flavor) 
Peppers stuffed with bacon, cheese, and scallions, 
roasted, 
and then topped with sour cream.
I just made these again the other day and both Adam and Aaron inhaled them.

Salami crisps with sour cream and basil
Taken from Giada de Laurentiis
Adam recently requested these again, 
so it looks like I'll be whipping them up for football games in the fall

And if you ever doubt my devotion to eating, 
here's me stuffing my face with appetizers at our wedding. 
Adam's expression: "Are you done yet?  Let's wrap up these photos so I can get to the bar!"


2 comments:

  1. Last picture is for sure my favorite! You'll be proud to know that I already wrote my post for this topic, but it isn't scheduled to go up until Friday.

    Also, your disdain for Mexican food still makes me sad.

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  2. I love your pictures. And yes, I'd love to go back to The Netherlands and eat their french fries again. And most of the food I ate there -- a lot of which I can't remember right now but remember how much I LOVED eating it!

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