You don’t mind if I just take TheGloss and turn it into my personal food diary for a minute, do you? No? I mean, my grandparent’s friends already think that since I work on the internet I run a blog where I list everything I ate that day, just like their 14 year old granddaughter. So, I figure I’m just giving into a natural impulse, here.
So, since you’re cool with it: I stress eat, how about you?
Arianne Cohen, a Marie Claire writer joined Overeaters Anonymous because when she went out with people, she was distracted by the bread basket. She also started eating sprinkles as a snack with a tablespoon.
When she went there she heard stories of people bottoming out, like the one from a woman who went out to “a public dinner” and broke into the kitchen and just tossed all the desserts in her purse and ran, just ran, gobbling a glorious purse-load of tiramisu as she went, floating along on a cloud of sugar and the distant but frenzied cheers of her comrades. Oh, I’m sorry. I was confused. She went out to a public dinner and had “three glasses of wine and, oh yes, the entire bread basket.”
Now, I’m not sure whether this was the best bread basket in the world, but most restaurant bread baskets have around 4 pieces of bread in them. 5, maybe?
Look. Lady. That is not a binge. That is “a good night.” More
This cartoon called “Zombie Cathy” popped up on The Awl yesterday. Five different friends sent it to me immediately, always with messages which read “You’ll love this! You love zombies! And you hate “Cathy”!” And they were right. But I don’t think they realized the extent to which I think zombies and Cathy go together. More