What is it about food that you love? Does your love of food effect your weight?
Clearly we all love food here. I have struggled with my weight since puberty. I'm not grotesque,but have always had an extra 20 pounds or so. I've been gaining and losing the same 20 pounds for about 10 years now!
Whenever I watch those tv shows about weight loss, the people almost always say they have an emotional attachment to food. Food comforts them, etc.
For me, it's not emotional, not because I didn't get enough hugs as a child or anything like that. I just love food. I love to learn about other cultures, and to me the best way to do that is through food. I love to travel and eat, to the extent that I've been known to make spreadsheets of various places to stop when I am travelling to different places.
I also feel like food is a very important part of my pride in my heritage. As my username suggests, I am of Italian descent. I love to show off my heritage by cooking Italian delicacies--both Italian-American and ITALIAN Italian food. It's exciting to introduce my partner--who is of Eastern European background--to the wonderful foods that make up who I am.
To me, it's just interesting. And fun. And challenging. I love to cook and seek out wonderful ingrediants. To me it's a hobby, like knitting or playing golf.
Unfortunately, it effects my weight. I'm a good cook and I love good food, and tend to overindulge. At least it's good food, and not twinkies! :-)
Anyone else struggle with the love of food/fat ass thing?
Count me in. I do love to eat (and have a healthier than usual appetite) and I love to cook (baking, especially). I lost 80 pounds in my late teens, and I've gained and lost 20 pounds 100 times in the past 30 years. While I've been a size 10 now for about 5 years, it's a constant struggle between my food love and my jeans love.
Yes. Eating with two different friends, yesterday and today, I said to them both, "I just love food," and got very animated agreement. I would say I have 20 or 30 pounds to lose, and plan never to quit trying to lose it. But it has occurred to me lately (since I have begun looking at Chowhound??) that substituting quality for quantity might be a way to go. I have eaten a lot of bad food in my time, sorry to say. But lately I have had the very nice experience of going through the grocery store and saying to myself, "No, not that, not that, not good enough." And last night, looking for a snack, I found that everything I had in my kitchen was more suited to a (good) meal than a snack. So, no snack. I think there's hope
I love everything about food.
Food (and classical music) is universal. It's a great discussion point that brings out the good in people. Being social means being exposed to tons of food. As the saying goes, food is love.
As for more personal reasons:
Food/Cooking is a creative outlet, a chance in the day to create something good to be enjoyed. It's a chance to think and often appreciate (the effort/work of others). Emotionally, I fully embrace food and its biological link, and while I don't use it as a crutch, I certainly let it affect my mood. For example, Saturday's lunch was a 5 course mix that (was supposed to) came to an end with a creme brulee. The dessert was a bit off. I wasn't going to let it end that way and ordered a couple of more desserts (The first, a cheesecake, was good and I thought I'd order the second just for the heck of it - An apple tart, which was really a crepe, that was delightful). I was pleased.
As for the weight aspect, well, the lunch described probably came in at around 4k calories. Not a big deal when I was active for 4-5 hours that day (although, my ankles did suffer a bit). Food is one my two big motivators for exercise. Instead of guilt, it's motivation/fuel!
Italia, I know what you're talking about. For me, cooking is both my way of doing "art" and showing love to my family--I want to feed them nutritious, delicious dishes. And as someone whose paternal side is Italian (Napolitano), food accompanies all life's major events, from weddings to funerals to Sunday dinner.
But I am much more sedentary than my aunties ever were. They were 4'11" and could cook (and out eat) me under a table, but they walked to work and to the grocery store, unlike my five-hour-a-day roundtrip commute. The high stress American lifestyle forces us to be more conscious of what we eat, and how we "burn it off".
I also agree with you, btw, as food being sort of a Rosetta stone to a nation's culture. Neat post.
I have had huge weight issues in the past and lost a lot of weight about 5 years ago because I didn't want to sit on the sidelines of my daughter's life due to overweight.
Since then I have shifted my love of food to cooking and feeding others. It has become a hobby of sorts and a creative outlet for me. Tasting as I cook seems to satisfy me to the point that I don't feel like eating a lot when the meal is prepared, and I get the enjoyment of the process.
Now that I have been operating this way for several years, I have developed the opposite problem and find it hard to keep weight on. Sigh. I never, ever thought this would be an issue.