The New York Times arrived really late to the Eat for Enjoyment, Don't Deprive Yourself party. As many serious dieters know from experience, this is easier said than done.
The Times notes that people are eating more healthy, seasonal foods, enjoying them more and worrying less. To me, that's stating the obvious. If I just reach for an apple, pear, or banana every time I have neurotic compulsion to eat something, that's obviously a good thing. But it doesn't solve all of my problems. It still doesn't address my constant yearnings for ice cream, french fries, or barbecue. The only way to deal with foods like those is to eat them in extreme moderation.
This week I really feel like I've done the moderation thing up right. Take the Singapore Street Food event I went to with Erin and Robyn last night (photos and details in an upcoming post).
The food was absolutely incredible. About seven of Singapore street food's greatest hits, including Laksa, Hainanese Chicken Rice, and chili crab, were being served in completely relaxed, unharried, downright civilized fashion. I managed to have a couple of bites at each station, and as hard as it might be to believe, I was, dare I say, full and sated. Of course, I did have the specter of weighing in the morning. Oh well, whatever it takes.
Let's see what the scale gods are going to do for me this morning.
I'm down two pounds for the week, to 246. Yes, we can. Yes, we can. We can eat to live as long as we don't eat too much.