My eyes are STILL bigger than my stomach! (sorry long)
Yesterday I cooked Thanksgiving dinner--turkey, dressing, mashed potatoes, gravy, candied sweet potatoes, squash, green bean casserole, pumkin pie...plus some other healthy things. I cooked because actually Thanksgiving dinner is one of the few things I truly enjoy cooking, especially for something that takes a lot of time. I tasted a little bit as I cooked but wasn't lusting after the food. I actually enjoyed the process instead of obsessing about eating it all when it was done.
However, when we sat down to eat, and I was filling my plate, even though I realized I couldn't eat a quarter of what was on my plate, I still took it. Of course that plate full of food was WAY smaller than anything I'd taken in past years. But I guess I still wanted to see a substantial plate of food in front of me or something. I'm having trouble expressing this. I've done this quite a few times since surgery when eating buffet or family style. Maybe I just don't want to look funny for having a tiny amount of food on my plate? Maybe I still love the comfort of having a generous portion of food? Anyway, I always seem to take way more food than I can eat...even when I recognize I'm doing it.
I do call Thanksgiving a success, because I enjoyed the day, I ate tiny amounts of whatever I wanted (and that was very satisfying for me), I ate more of the healthy choices, and I am very thankful that I could have a nice dinner when many others in this world aren't so fortunate. I am also extremely thankful I was able to have this life-saving surgery.
Cooking will always be a way for me to express love I'm sure. For years my oldest has complained how I can take a perfectly good recipe and make it good for you. LOL
I feel equally blessed to have been surrounded by good friends , plenty of food, and a new life.
