Weekly Wrapup

And here is the other Friday Five, written by Mariann.


1. Do you enjoy eating? Why or why not?

It’s a necessity, I guess. I know there are people who really enjoy food and eating, but I’m just not into it. Oh, I like good food just fine…but it doesn’t really get me excited. It’s just a means to an end (that end being not dying).

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2. What are your favorite foods? Why? Are certain feelings or situations associated with the food(s)?

I love ice cream, just about any kind. I’m also especially fond of the Sweet and Sour Sensation available at Zen Palate (in NYC – I frequent the Union Square and Broadway locations) and Sunflower (a restaurant just up the street from where I live). My friends and I affectionately call that dish “kibble” because it apparently looks like dog food.


3. What are your least enjoyable foods? Why? Are certain feelings or situations associated with the food(s)?

I don’t like mushrooms and try to avoid them wherever possible. I don’t usually want maple syrup on my pancakes, I just have butter. I’m not fond of feta cheese or pesto either.


4. What are your comfort foods, the kind that satisify you emotionally when you’re stressed? Why?

Ice cream, cereal, soup, yogurt – apparently eating with a spoon is my comfort. (?!)


5. What food decisions have you made in your life and why did you make them? For example, if you’re a vegetarian, how did you decide to make this change in your life? Once you made the decision, how did it affect your life immediately and long-term? How did others (friends, family, etc.) respond to the change?

I had a few abortive attempts at vegetarianism when I was younger, one of which ended when I forgot and had a hot dog at a pool party. I thought I’d totally screwed everything up, so I gave up completely. I became a full-time ovo-lacto vegetarian the day after Thanksgiving 1993. I had actually decided to start a couple of days before, but we were having a big dinner with family, the menu was already planned, and I was somehow wise enough to wait until after the big day. I’m much more flexible about it now – if it turns out I ate an animal product without realizing it, I know it’s not the end of the world and I don’t rush to make myself throw up. An example: I was chowing down on candy corn sometime near Halloween, and read the ingredients on the bag just to see what was in there. It turned out the candy corn was made with gelatin, so I just closed up the bag on whatever was left, and that was that. These days I know to get the candy corn made with honey rather than gelatin.