“There is no love so great as the love of food” reads a slogan on a restaurant take out bag. This is one truism that seems to be a part of every living thing. Of course we are not including the love for God…or His love for us in this statement.
People just don’t know when to stop eating…or refuse to eat what is good for them. Thus, the cries of the health critics. Every January, the “lose weight” commercials ring in the New Year! People get out the tape measure and decide if this is the year to “make it happen”. My hat is off to those who actually follow through and change their health for the better. Sometimes it is truly a matter of life and death.
School children are told to eat a “healthy lunch” as they pass by the apples and pick up the french fries. I don’t know about yours, but my dog will eat most anything. Actually, she spits out his apples sometimes too.
As the world trembles in war-torn areas and food is in shortage, we remember what Mom used to say about the “starving people in Africa”. She would have to add many more nations in her reprimand today. We also know that a nation of much…is also a nation of waste. Recently, I was served an over-cooked piece of salmon in a restaurant. The waitress insisted that she take it back. That was a hard decision…to pay for something not cooked properly…or know that the returned entree would go in the garbage…unless they had a stray cat out the back door!
I’m a southerner…originally from North Carolina. There is nothing like a real “country spread”. Everybody brings their favorite dish. Recently we had a family reunion. There was enough fried chicken to sink a battle ship….not to mention the homemade desserts. Afterwards, we divided it all up…and the coolers were loaded down with another meal for another time. Heavenly!
We also have our favorite foods. I picked up a book the other day entitled “Just Pass the Chocolate and Nobody will Get Hurt.” I think the book was really about over-coming stress…not the demands for food. It was a clever way of getting attention because almost everyone loves chocolate.
Scarlett OHara, a character in Gone With the Wind, lived during the Civil War, when everyone was hungry. She swore “I’ll never be hungry again!” Another one of her lines was “I’ll think about it another day.” That’s usually what we say about pushing back from the table.
Food…we love it! How thankful we are that we don’t have to go to bed without it!
There is something about a filled tummy that makes us feel lazy. Think I’ll go to bed now.
Post note: After this post, I got a comment from my fellow-blogger in England. He has given me permission to write his comment which may be helpful to some.
“With all respects to those in the photos, I would be ashamed to go out looking like that. For the last 3 Christmas periods I have started by New Year diet 2 weeks early, in mid-late December.
It might sound like a crazy idea especially in the UK where Christmas and New Year is a week long event and myself with a birthday in the middle but really it is the perfect time. Nowhere does the message of Christmas encourage over indulgence. This time of year is already a blessing for its religious message, cultural and childhood traditions… time off work, good shows on the TV etc.
I don’t need the extra happiness of too much good food. Maybe in February when it is still dark and snowy that is the time for chocolate. Perhaps in July when the weather is hot and it seems a good idea to have some ice-creams. Not Christmas though.
Starting an eating plan in December is easier too, it means you’re already in the groove for new year resolutions and you’ve missed out on one of the heavier eating periods of the year. A double bonus!
Last January I started a ‘no sugar diet’ http://stephenliddell.co.uk/2014/01/25/sugar-is-the-new-tobacco-why-are-all-my-healthy-foods-so-full-of-sugar/
which i have stuck to do this day. http://stephenliddell.co.uk/2014/06/17/the-no-sugar-diet-5-months-on/
I didn’t do much else. As much as I don’t like pigging out, I am definitely not one for the gym or having muscles but rather the old fashion ideas of heating home-cooked wholesome food and doing lots of walking. I was happily surprised that I had lost one or two sizes more by November.
It’s never too late to start and during my 30’s probably lost around 3-4 stone and that has stayed off or reduced further in the last year or two and I haven’t spent a penny on fancy foods or sports equipment and clothing. My 40-42 inch clothes are long since replaced by the 32 or even 30 inch waist on a good day.
I hope someone will write back in 2016 to tell of their good news too!”
Take a look at these guys…who, by the way, seem to think food is pretty great also.