It was I all along or, even better, I was in here the whole time

That’s a grammar police swipe at It Was Me All Along, Andie Mitchell’s memoir of coming to terms with her food addiction (clarkson potter, 2015). Mitchell is a (now) beautiful blogger (canyoustayfordinner.com) who, like so many of us, has had her more than whale-size phases. I wanted to like this book for many reasons, including the… Continue reading It was I all along or, even better, I was in here the whole time

40 days and 40 nights

I thought I’d try not eating in front of the television for Lent. I know, right? How difficult can that be? Jesus didn’t even have television; it’s giving up a luxury only momentarily each day. I failed on the first try. Didn’t yet feel up to driving 35 minutes each way to go to church,… Continue reading 40 days and 40 nights

Planet Fatso; tortellini slow-cooker soup

Elizabeth Taylor in her old age said the elastic waistband was a girl’s best friend. Diet gurus, though, advise “The elastic waistband is bad for your diet” so I’ve been trying to wear real waistbands with buttons and zippers and stuff. And clothes that fit, not caftans suggestive of a camel ride. I feel, in… Continue reading Planet Fatso; tortellini slow-cooker soup

Help, I need a different brain!

So it’s really not my fault! Gretchen Reynolds in today’s New York Times writes about the different responses of obese and normal weight women watching other women exercise. During this discussion she says — just as if everyone knew:                                    … Continue reading Help, I need a different brain!

Sweet Potatoes; Big Brother

If I could get you to read one book before you head to the table on Thanksgiving, it would be Lionel Shriver’s Big Brother, her intense new novel about the meaning of food (besides survival) in our lives and our relationships. “Not irresistible tastiness but the very failure of food to reward is what drives… Continue reading Sweet Potatoes; Big Brother

Giving thanks on the road

So Thanksgiving dinner, I read, can easily amount to 3,000 calories. Yikes, as Leonard’s mother says on “Big Bang Theory” — that’s about TWICE what I’m supposed to eat in a day to lose 1 pound per week. Add to that, we’ll be in the truck for at least 7 hours on Thursday and I… Continue reading Giving thanks on the road

Anne Lamott; salmon patties

Anne Lamott said many memorable things Sunday in Charlotte’s Christ Episcopal Church on a golden gingko-leaved fall afternoon. What I heard (meaning remember ) is that she didn’t want to be a model of “victimized superiority” (I know some of those dreary people), that she’s fairly certain among the things Jesus frequently says to her is… Continue reading Anne Lamott; salmon patties