So last week there were no cravings, this week they were all over me like ants at a picnic (mental note: a picnic will not count as eating out, even though it is technically outside). Every restaurant I've passed has been harder and harder to actually drive past. I know I know, I should be use to this by now. I've probably got another three entries of ranting before it sinks in: Food junkie can no longer fill her body with junk.
For what it's worth, I have been really sticking to my guns with my friends...who are trying their damnedest to be oh-so-persuasive. If I had known my friends were so gracious I would've thought about doing this earlier haha. In other news my bf is out of the challenge. He caved at Chili's while we were there with some friends having drinks. I can't blame him...his cheap nature coupled with their happy hour specials...it was disaster waiting to happen.
I have gotten lots of stuff done...
I've taken to decorating my nails
Practicing layering cocktails
Shopping on Amazon
And spending time at Whole Foods
Not to mention the conundrum I've encountered this week...delivery. What should I do for delivery? What if I pay for the food but do not tip (someone else would instead tip for me) or what if someone buys me delivery food and I don't pay at all? Do you think that should be against the rules?
I leave it up to you dear readers...cast your vote this week at the poll listed to your right.
Oh and this week I tried: Roasted tomatoes, black olives, and feta cheese as a side dish. It was quite yummy!
A food whore attempts to refrain from eating out for 365 days. Will she crack like an egg or harden like stale bread?
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Monday, June 6, 2011
Day 21---Mind over munchies
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Day 5---Distance makes the stomach grow fonder
Five days...really? That's all it's been?!
Last night I was laying in bed thinking of all my favorite foods and was mentally patting myself on the back. It's been like 2 weeks now, you're doing great!
Negative. It's been five days... hardly even 120 hours.
My roommate is taking the new challenge almost as hard as myself. Him and I routinely dine out together and try new places (we're addicted to Yelp) and it's a always a nice change to get out for us.
"What about if I order something but don't eat it all while you're out with me?" he asked with a slight twinge of hope in his voice.
I shook my head.
"Okay what if it's something that you can make at home, like sushi?" he asked again hopeful.
I shook my head.
"What if I pay for you, that way you don't spend your own money out?"
This I had not thought of. He was doing exactly what I was doing---trying to find a loophole in this crazy idea of mine. I kindly explained that my intention was to save money, not transfer my food debt to another helpless foodie and that in the end, he would be paying a tip for me.
Even this seemed to bum him out. He likes the atmosphere of eating out. As do I. The clink-clanking of silverware, the smell of someone else's food when you arrive, the way you are waited on hand and foot for the short duration of your meal...for me eating out is an experience not just an in-and-out food grab.
I've decided that once a week, we will try one new meal.
New recipe of the week: Grilled cajun chicken, with feta and spinach pierogies, and sauteed snap peas.
It's no Jack-In-The-Box but that doesn't sound so bad right?
Last night I was laying in bed thinking of all my favorite foods and was mentally patting myself on the back. It's been like 2 weeks now, you're doing great!
Negative. It's been five days... hardly even 120 hours.
My roommate is taking the new challenge almost as hard as myself. Him and I routinely dine out together and try new places (we're addicted to Yelp) and it's a always a nice change to get out for us.
"What about if I order something but don't eat it all while you're out with me?" he asked with a slight twinge of hope in his voice.
I shook my head.
"Okay what if it's something that you can make at home, like sushi?" he asked again hopeful.
I shook my head.
"What if I pay for you, that way you don't spend your own money out?"
This I had not thought of. He was doing exactly what I was doing---trying to find a loophole in this crazy idea of mine. I kindly explained that my intention was to save money, not transfer my food debt to another helpless foodie and that in the end, he would be paying a tip for me.
Even this seemed to bum him out. He likes the atmosphere of eating out. As do I. The clink-clanking of silverware, the smell of someone else's food when you arrive, the way you are waited on hand and foot for the short duration of your meal...for me eating out is an experience not just an in-and-out food grab.
I've decided that once a week, we will try one new meal.
New recipe of the week: Grilled cajun chicken, with feta and spinach pierogies, and sauteed snap peas.
It's no Jack-In-The-Box but that doesn't sound so bad right?
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