Necessary Mutilation

I’m so food-focused … I love (hate), LOVE (hate, hate, hate), gotta have, my favorites.

I nearly feel in a panic about the idea of “giving up” my beloved favorites (though I’m told these are not correct words as I will be able to eat anything, again, someday).

For me, this is fried foods, breads, pastas, pizza, cheeses, and potatoes.  I’m not so much about sweets — I have a French fry tooth instead.

Will I really feel satisfied with smaller quantities, healthier substitutes, and better choices?

Will a healthier, more productive body and lifestyle thrill me enough to compensate for the addictive quality of a good fried clam?

These are just some of the thoughts that haunt me.

* “I So Hungy” is something funny that Homer Simpson, one of my heroes, once said.