February 4, 2011

By Anonymous

My unhealthy hunger for food is fed by stress, low self-esteem and depression.

Pork tenderloin sandwiches remind me of my midwest upbringing.

One of my unhealthy food rituals is to drive thru three different fast food places on my way home late at night.

My food comes from a lab.

I have a hunger for fast food.  Ironically, I feel more satisfied when I cook and eat slow food at home–though I rarely crave home cooking.  My dad was a McDonald’s manager when I was a kid. I remember sitting in a McDonald’s basement in North Carolina while my dad worked.  I watched the McDonald’s staff training videos to entertain myself.

I cook now more than I used to.  My mother didn’t really cook or like to cook.  When I lived with my dad and his second wife…she cooked more often, but it was still a lot of processed foods: ground beef, fish sticks, processed cheese.  That’s the midwest for you.

I strive to cook more.  My dining-out budget has dwindled in the last couple of years.  So eating out is a challenge–limited funds usually means unhealthier food.

I am embarassed by my drive-thru diet, but I can’t deny it’s existence.