cosina
"I think being a woman is like being Irish." — Iris Murdoch
Thirty different types of food
One of mrcarlisle's recent posts (which, though not about food) had this quote:
Still, I can try to apply the idea in my own small way, and eat small amounts and more variety.
I had a snack earlier today, and picked up a container of leftover chicken. Usually I would have devoured the whole thing (a habit that's easy to pick up in a big family), but remembering the "small amounts of thirty things" I just ate a little, then sawed off a little brie and ate some dried apricots and... oh I forget. But I had a small mouthful of five different things, and it was nice. I ate less and felt happier with what I'd eaten.
Oh, I ate a couple of brussels sprouts! That's what I forgot. I guess I forgot because brussels sprouts aren't really food or even food-like.
So why did we even have them, sitting fully cooked in the icebox? Nelson likes them. I don't know why. I've gone so far as to ask an explanation, but he hasn't been able to tell me. He says they DISAGREE with him, but still he likes to eat them.
Maybe it's a sort of dare he makes with himself.
But you know something funny? If you only eat TWO of them, they are not so bad.
Maybe brussels sprouts are a quasi food.
[T]he Japanese believe that good health comes from eating small amounts of a wide variety of foods. [Their] Ministry of Health encourages eating thirty different types of food each day...Counting up to thirty is beyond me, at least in a dietary sense. Nelson sometimes asks me, "What in the world did you eat at lunch?" and usually I have to think... it seems so long ago...
Still, I can try to apply the idea in my own small way, and eat small amounts and more variety.
I had a snack earlier today, and picked up a container of leftover chicken. Usually I would have devoured the whole thing (a habit that's easy to pick up in a big family), but remembering the "small amounts of thirty things" I just ate a little, then sawed off a little brie and ate some dried apricots and... oh I forget. But I had a small mouthful of five different things, and it was nice. I ate less and felt happier with what I'd eaten.
Oh, I ate a couple of brussels sprouts! That's what I forgot. I guess I forgot because brussels sprouts aren't really food or even food-like.
So why did we even have them, sitting fully cooked in the icebox? Nelson likes them. I don't know why. I've gone so far as to ask an explanation, but he hasn't been able to tell me. He says they DISAGREE with him, but still he likes to eat them.
Maybe it's a sort of dare he makes with himself.
But you know something funny? If you only eat TWO of them, they are not so bad.
Maybe brussels sprouts are a quasi food.
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