We Are Who We Eat

Calm down, this is not a porn post, it’s about the foods we eat and when you consider all the meat we consume my title is quite apt.

I myself don’t eat beef, pork or lamb. Years ago I bonded with a cow in upstate New York so that took care of steak for the rest of my life and after learning the lamb is the most defenseless animal on the planet, that took care of that.

Who said bah?

As far as pork goes, an ex-boyfriend of mine had a pet pig called Sandy and well, bacon  after that lost its appeal. I kept seeing Sandy on rye.

I do still eat modest amounts of fish and fowl but who knows for how long. I recently was on a van coasting through Queens and when we stopped at a light I saw crates of chickens being dropped off at a butcher. Feathers can make a big impression on a girl.

As far as fish go, if I bond with shrimp or a salmon I’ll be in serious trouble since that would mean a diet of sheer carbs and size 14 would be right around the corner.

This rant started last night when I went to Trudy’s for dinner. She had been on a cleanse, if you will, for 4 days trying to knock off some weight and decided maybe it was time for a real meal.

It was simple fare of steamed mussels and clams washed down with a vat of white wine so one could say it was an okay feast. This Italian of course could have used a little bread but that wasn’t on the cleanser’s menu.

“You eat like a bird,” she kept saying. “You are so thin – how much do you weigh?”

I can handle hearing this once but when it’s repeated 30 times throughout the course of the evening it starts to fray my nerves.

She’s waiting for me to tell her that I have an eating disorder which I don’t. I’m thin for perfectly legitimate reasons. For starters I only had one helping, not 4.

I also don’t advocate an over the counter cleanse unless you really know what you’re doing since it’s too much of a shock to your system. The other thing is, you need to make the transition back to solids gently. Creatures from the deep were probably not the best way to go – steamed veggies or some fruit might have been a wiser choice, but again, no one asked me.

Plus the 7 pounds of water she lost will be coming back round the mountain after another 2 meals.

I’m not a diet guru by any means, but if you want to be slim and healthy you need to watch what you eat, how much you eat and when you do your eating.

In other words, learn to feed yourself properly. Diets are temporary because the minute you stop ingesting only grapefruits or protein or whatever fad you’re following, it all creeps back.

Just now I had a HUGE breakfast, my favorite meal of the day. It’s after I run before sitting down to write and I honestly look forward to it.

I always have a snack mid-morning and never skip lunch that also is hearty. The meal I keep small is dinner.

Why?

Because I don’t need all that fuel at the end of my day and my organs need to rest while I sleep.

If I have to go out at night I have small portions of simple food.

And no, I’m not usually hungry. Do I fall off the wagon say into a pint of Haagen Dazs? Absolutely, but then I have to go through a couple days of feeling sluggish and depressed.

I know sugar isn’t good for me so instead of anti-depressants I stay clear of sweets. It really makes the difference, at least for me.

When I have an Oreo attack I’m always sorry afterwards. Yes, they taste great but the price I pay is high. For days I’m moaning of how awful I feel. Even my skin takes a hit. Acne in your twilight years is anything but alluring. I think it actually scares people.

It’s trial and error, cause and effect; however you want to describe it, but it’s worth doing because of how much better you feel.

I’m not a size 4 because of luck – vigilance, constancy, discipline. Don’t get me wrong, things are falling on me too but it’s more of a graceful slide rather than a plummet from the 33rd floor.

You don’t have to be fat over 50, you really don’t. You can choose differently.

“Susannah, you’re so thin.”

“Yes, I know.”

“How much do you weigh?”

“121 pounds.”

“Do you know you eat like a bird?”

“Yes I do. That’s why I tend to fly around and sing in the shower.”

“More mussels?”

“No thanks, I’ve had more than enough.”

SB

About Susannah Bianchi

I'm just a girl who likes to write slightly on slant. I've had a career in fashion, dabbled in film and to be honest, I don't like talking about myself. Now my posts are another matter so I will let them speak for themselves. My eBooks, A New York Diary, Model Behavior: Friends For Life and Notes From A Working Cat can be found on Amazon.com. Thanks.
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19 Responses to We Are Who We Eat

  1. Rob says:

    “Mann ist was er isst” (man is what he eats) Ludwig Andreas Feuerbach. Use more energy than you eat: you get thinner. Use less energy than you eat: you get fatter. It’s not rocket science. Of course, it’s easier if you are exothermic (as you are) and “use” includes a whole lot of waste via your brown adipose tissue (this is just a techie way of saying you’re naturally slim).

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    • I’m not naturally slim. If I ate a lot I’d jump 6 dress sizes too. Moderation tis the key.

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      • Rob says:

        I’ll bet you’re hot to touch (this isn’t porn either!), meaning you’re exothermic, meaning you waste lots of energy through brown adipose tissue on your back. The arithmetic still holds: if you eat more than you use and waste, you will get fat. But it is easier for you than endotherms, who waste very little.
        There was talk a while back of some boffin finding a way to convert blubber into brown adipose. I don’t know what, if anything, became of it.

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      • You’re a scientist Rob. Who knew? Now I’m hungry.

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      • Rob says:

        It’s the only way to be! (a scientist that is, not hungry)

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  2. kerrycooks says:

    Great post! I am able to eat one sugary thing like a cupcake without too many effects, but when I eat more than that I REALLY notice the effects and feel absolutely terrible for days. Moderation in everything is the key!

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  3. Vasca says:

    There’s a saying, “Eat breakfast like a king…lunch like a prince…and dinner like a pauper”. Wise, yes! So many throw caution to the wind; eating any and everything whenever…and? Pay the price of putting on a tad here, a bunch there and more pounds than imaginable; health suffers most of the time. I have a physical condition that has its own alarm system and oh boy…do I pay when I indulge? You betcha’. People say ‘Oh, you don’t need to watch your weight?’…people don’t know ’bout other people. Keep on being wise about your body! You know best…

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  4. Melinda says:

    I sooo know whereof you speak!! I’m a “size 4,” and I too watch what friends eat who try hard to lose weight. People, a sausage sandwich and a diet soda are not diet fare. (If anyone really thought about sausage for more than a minute it would/should become “extinct”.) My favorite dieters are my lunch friends who remove the “shocking” middle slice of bread from a sandwich and then proceed to finish off the complimentary bag of chips to the last salty crumb.
    I haven’t been disciplined enough to give up meat yet like you. I think I need some good solid vegetarian recipes!

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  5. rheath40 says:

    Girl I weigh 50 lbs more than you. But people call me thin. I’m just more curvy is all. I was on a high protein diet for 17 months. I lost 158 lbs. I know I can never, ever eat the way I did before. I eat sensibly. I eat pure foods. I try to eat like a vegan most of the time, but a good steak is my downfall. I’m such a carnivore. I figure if I eat one steak a week I’m okay. If I eat butter and real sour cream once a week I’m okay too. I’m careful. But I enjoy food. So I make low fat food taste good. I stay away from complex carbs. They are the devil. You’re beautiful Susannah. You are the size you are supposed to be. So am I. And that’s perfectly okay.

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    • Yes, carbs are the enemy. You’re very womanly looking Renee and I’d give a coupla fingers to look curvy. I’m told I could be a boy from the back…lol Oh well…Thanks for weighing in, no pun intended…oh I’m lying, of course pun intended.

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      • rheath40 says:

        Love your puns girlie. I do. Being curvy is good now. But back in the day every guy I knew wanted skinny girls. Oh well. Damn that Twiggy!

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  6. This is a great reminder to all that we are indeed in control of ourselves. Great post!

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  7. Jed says:

    Sing in the shower. Reminds me of the only gag I enjoyed in the new Woody Allen pic.
    In the meantime, I’ll be calorie counting tonight at my all-pastrami dinner.

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  8. I admire your discipline. I am trying, but is not easy, I need sugar every day, Well, I don’t really need it, I want it. I keep justifying that because I am nursing a broken heart it is ok! things we tell ourselves! another funny and true post as usual!! 🙂

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