People get these silly perceptions in their heads that just amaze me sometimes. Here are but two recent examples:
On Saturday, I had a friend apologize for eating a slice of take-out pizza in front of me, saying he was sorry to “tempt” me. Tempt me? With what?!? A cold piece of over-priced, greasy cardboard from Hut O’ Pizza? As if! I informed him that the pizza I make at home on a bad day is infinitely better than what he was holding, and I wasn’t exaggerating at all. And you know what he did? He gave me a pity smile!
I mean, really, Hut O’ Pizza? I pitied him.
Then today, my boss Bob, during a conversation about a local catering company, looked at me and said “You don’t get to eat anything that tastes good.” Excuse me? I eat better than you, buddy! Honestly, he eats pre-cooked bacon that he heats up in the microwave! (gag) It’s funny, because both the bosses are great people, but today, I could have throttled Bob for that remark. I wondered where such an idea came from, then it dawned on me. People who have no restrictions on their diets can’t comprehend those that do. Or maybe they’ve suffered through some weight-loss regimine that was less than palatable. Or they’ve known someone who was on a restricted diet and didn’t have the creativity and/or cooking skills to find a way to make it enjoyable.
Whatever the reason, I’m here to say that there is nothing bland or boring about what I eat. Tricky, thought-provoking, challenging, yes. Inconvenient? Yeah, baby! Bland? No way! Just ask David about how easy it is to watch his weight with me trying new recipes all the time. Ask him when was the last time he thought, “ugh, we’re having (whatever) again?” And remember, I have multiple food intolerances, and do have a very limited diet, compared to the average celiac. But I also make a damn good pizza, and I make it exactly the way I like it. When you are in charge of the kitchen, you eat whatever you want, whenever you want!
Okay, rant over for now.
By the way, in case you’re wondering, tonight I’m baking pork chops smothered in italian breadcrumbs (gf, of course) and parmesan cheese, with zucchini, garlic and basil on the side. And I’m going to make some homemade chocolate sauce, to go with the vanilla ice cream in the freezer, for dessert. Oh, I’m so deprived…
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