Crappy Chinese Food: An Observation
I just wanted to make a quick note of something that happened to me earlier this evening. I’ve been really good the last 3 weeks (I think it’s at least 4 weeks now…) about not eating crappy Chinese food or other fast food. For the most part I’ve cooked for myself. I was running around this evening trying to finish up some chores. I’d not eaten and was getting pretty hungry. I started my laundry and figured “You know… I can eat Chinese this one time. It’s not going to kill me.” I stood there looking at the menu and everything really seemed pretty awful to me. I remembered how bloated I’d feel after eating it. I remembered the taste of the various items. Nothing appealed to me. I went home and cooked some pasta with green beans and fish.
Granted the meal that I cooked was nothing special. Most would find it downright unappealing. It was however quick, reasonably tasty and it satisfyed my hunger. I’m not saying that I’ll never eat fast food again. I just want to mark a moment in time where I made a clear decision not to.