Food Portions & Other Stuff

That’s interesting about the food portions. I can’t stand going to a restaurant where you get this little dab of food with a hoity toity presentation and a high price. That just irritates me. I think my peasant roots are showing.

What you wrote about food is so interesting! I guess my family of birth was always middle class, because what all of us always valued what how good the food was. I don’t understand people who make a big fuss about how the food LOOKS. And now I understand why poor people load up on non-nutritious food…. it is cheaper AND besides, they often are not well-educated about nutrition anyway. “Counting on Grace” should at least be lots more interesting than the Oppenheimer book was! Here’s wishing you a comfy-cozy stay-at-home day…..and maybe NO SNOW tomorrow! hugs, Weesprite

That’s really interesting about the food but when I think about it I can see where that happens too. Growing up we often didn’t have enough for seconds which is probably why I enjoy them now. Well, that and the blame prednisone I am on! 😛 Also, my father ALWAYS fixed his plate first as he was the head of the house and also the one that worked. Anxious to hear what this book is about. Hugs, M

i really don’t care how food looks… i just care that it tastes good! snowed and sleeted here this morning… not sure what it’s doing now. will have to check when i go home. take care,

Oh, Elizabeth Winthrop is a wonderful author. I enjoyed her book, “Island Justice”. I had no idea she wrote another book…will stop at the library this week.

ryn: I’m glad you explained about the caps lock. Otherwise I might have thought you were YELLING AT ME! LOL! I’m the same way with food; My parents were of your generation (eye roll) and “clean your plate” was a common order in our house. I saw an interesting thing on Ellen yesterday with a guy who is a hypnotist who helps people overcome addictions. He had a woman on there who was a chocoholic. He had her pick something off a large cart of chocolate yummies that she desired the most. She picked a bag of M&Ms. He had her think about how much she liked them. Then he applied pressure to her arm and had her think of something that she really dislikes and imagine it on a plate that he pretended to hold in his hand. She picked steak. He kept putting the imaginary steak up to her face and describing its succulence in great detail. She was physically revolted by everything he said and would draw back away from his “steak.” Then he started telling her to imagine the steak covered with M&Ms and told her to think about eating that steak with the M&Ms. He went on and on about it for a minute or so. She was hugely revolted. After he finished he asked how much her desire was. She went fro

…10 to about a 3 on the desire scale! Then he had her press her thumb and finger together on one hand and think about the most wonderful, pleasureable experience in her memory. A happy experience of something that happened in her life…to savor it and remember every detail. The colors, the light, the smells, and mose especially how she felt. He explained that the reason we eat a lot of things has to do with pleasure and creating an unpleasureable image to associate with something that you “enjoy” helps you to break away from that thing, and then substituting it with a pleasureable image reinforces it. Sorry to leave such a long note, but your food thing reminded me of it and I just thought it was interesting enough to share.

I was raised middle class with poverty food values, I guess. That was very interesting. My food has always had a comfort value to it because it was the solution to every problem growing up: “Ah, you fell down? Have a cookie.” “Oh, did they hurt your feelings? Let’s go get some ice cream.” I still use food as an emotional crutch. (((Hugs)))

I agree with you. I come from an extremely poor family, lots of kids, so when there WAS food, you ate, because you didn’t want to give it up. Still with me and I doubt it will ever go away.

Why would you feel guilty? It’s what the rest of us would be doing if we could! Glad you can stay in and just watch the crummy weather. Maybe make some gingerbread???? Love to you! ~M

When I was young we always had plenty of food, when I asked for seconds at the table my parents always said, ‘No, you have had plenty!’ hahaha. Not really just a line that the old timers throw out about the depression. I can’t imagine being hungry. I have eaten all up and down the scale. Be well my friend and have fun…dan

Oh, I’d love to join you as you watch Star Trek DVD’s. =) Interesting about the food portions and it makes sense, too. My family is pretty much middle class to low class, so we want our food to taste good and we want lots of it!!!!

I think it must be genetic from the Puritans that we feel guilty when we are not busy. It is a hard feeling to overcome. Enjoy your lazy days…..

My mother use to tell us to clean our plates.

I agree with what you say about the food. Roz said that when she was at university the set that went around with Prince William always went to expensive restaurants where the portions are small and well presented, and they were all slim. I have difficulty not clearing everything on my plate once I’m full, and that’s bad, as once the stomach is full, that’s when the weight gain begins.

“Clean your plates there are children starving all over the world” ~ was a common thing to hear at our dinner table when I was growing up. Hope you have a nice cozy day doing what you like!

Ditto, the last noter.