Foods that BECKON. What I’m learning.
- Beckoning foods come in many disguises. It’s the extra bites I find hard to resist.
Case in point. I left the extra cheese I cut when I realized it was more than I was hungry for. I didn’t do so well when I took the second piece of freshly made sour dough bread. I happily cut the second slice off and dipped it in olive oil. Half way through I knew I should stop. I didn’t.
- Beckoning foods aren’t always high calorie foods. There are secret triggers.
I was in New Seasons the other day. I walked by the meat department and was snagged by a small pork roast. They looked so cute all bundled up in their little net coats. This one was labeled ‘Tuscan Pork Roast’. I asked the man what made it Tuscan. He said it was a leg roast that was butterflied and stuffed with roasted garlic and other spices. In brain-time, almost below awareness, memories and thoughts flashed. I remembered Italy this summer – carefree days and good food. The pork roasts my mother made that were succulent, juicy. The applesauce we had with them. My curiosity about how to butterfly a piece of meat. Knowing my husband who doesn’t eat pork wouldn’t be home for dinner. I bought half of one.
When it was finally cooked I was so hungry. I had a lot of anticipation. It was tasty but I soon realized I really didn’t want it. It was too heavy in my stomach. I wrapped it up, put it in the refrigerator, but know I won’t eat any more. I thought about cutting it up and giving it to my dog Henry. I don’t think it will be good for him. Now I think I’ll bury it in the backyard in a deep hole. Let the earth creatures enjoy.
Cautions around beckoning foods
- It’s cute
- It’s little
- You are reminded of another time (sunny, warm (it’s winter now), good times)
- It’s a cuisine you like
- A childhood memory lingers in the background
- If you’re a cook it may be prepared in a way that intrigues you
- It’s an indulgence, you wouldn’t normally eat this food
As I ponder all the thoughts and memories I had around that one little piece of meat, I realize what a maze of hidden agendas food shopping and eating can be. With so many choices my memory banks must go crazy as I walk through a food store. I can understand why some cultures just eat the same food everyday, it’s easier.
I know I“m not going on a mono diet. This means I’m destine to keep slugging it out with my foods that HUM and foods that BECKON. I suppose there could be worse things in life.