So keeping with what has become the unavoidable appetite that just won’t quit, I ended up walking to the new Middle Eastern restaurant that just opened near my office at around 4pm yesterday.
Naturally, I then proceeded to order the largest thing on the menu, the combo meat platter (chicken and lamb kebabs, rice, salad, hummus, falafels with white and hot sauce), as well as an order of stuffed grape leaves. All of this came with 3 whole wheat pitas.
I ate about half and took the other half home to my boyfriend. The food was delicious and while there are certainly worst things I could have eaten, I am absolutely dumbfounded as to why I can’t seem to stop eating.
As if we needed further proof of my unbeatable hunger for food, I also ate a bowl of French Vanilla ice cream with lambic and two packets of ramen with two eggs later in the night.
The instant I tell myself I have to be more conscious of what I eat, I start to think it’s this elusive treasure that I must hoard and win. It is becoming quite clear to me that I need to change the way I look at food before I can change my life.