Sunday, April 19, 2009

The Truth

Truth is, last week I was so disorganized, I bought food from the sandwich shop near work more than half the time instead of bringing it from home. Truth is, too, I let myself eat ice cream, potato chips, and candy in response to any vaguely negative emotion, at any moment. Why do I do that? It's not that I'm eating high quality treats, just eating mechanically.

Yesterday, I watched a video of Gwyneth Paltrow and Mark Bittman in Spain, doing foodie stuff, and found myself thinking "who cares how the Spanish make goat cheese?" I was more jealous of Gwyneth's hair than interested in what she was eating. I enjoy Anthony Bourdain's No Reservations; not because I want to know where to eat in Las Vegas, but because I find him such a dish. I am not a real foodie.

It all comes down to what part of your personality, you are leading with, I think. The extroverted self focuses on the culture of food, the sensual quality of the food stuff, the travel to distant lands to experience deep fried Twinkies, or the freshest tuna.

The introverted self focuses on how the food feels in the tummy, on the effect of the food on one's arteries, on the mood the food is meant to satisfy, on the statistics on the lab report, on the level of cholesterol in the blood, etc.

I am usually introverting, and as an intuitive thinking type, my focus is usually not only on how to make the best version of macaroni and cheese but on What Does it all Mean. I over think absolutely everything. Consequently, I have an expensive bottle of pomegranate juice in the fridge because I have read about its antioxidants, but I eat junk food at work because I can't figure out how to structure my environment to follow the principles of good nutrition. I WILL figure it all out. I WILL.

1 comment:

  1. Stop feeling being so hard on yourself.

    If I HAD a good sandwich shop close by I would buy my lunch there....but dont want to drive into NYC 30 minutes to get one!

    I wrote about dopey Gwynnie and that dumb show. It irritated me, and I love Bittman and I love Batali. She is too skinny and her Spanish too perfect for me to enjoy watching the tapas.