Tuesday, March 10, 2009
I went to Chipolte yesterday for lunch instead of eating the frozen meal I packed. Bad, I know, but my lady times are raging fierce and I needed something more substantial than a frozen entree.
In front of me were an older mother and her daughter (like 50s/30s). Their orders were so depressing. Neither of them wanted rice in their bowls, to the point of near hysteria when the woman serving them didn't hear/understand their initial request and all their toppings were 'tiny bits, on the side'. Both of them had the extreme thin appearance I always associate with long term dieters and they both approached ordering their lunches with a vaguely hostile attitude.
Very sad. Hating food like that is just as bad as over indulging in it. You need to enjoy your body, love it, nurture it, and that includes on occasion just enjoying what you eat.
I had a bowl with rice and guac and sour cream for the record, and it was totally delicious.