100 Calorie Snacks
Oh my god, you guys! I totally put on seven pounds over the holidays.
Seven pounds is the difference between looking cute running around in tight jeans and a tank top, or wearing a sweatshirt over corduroys every day of the week and looking super dykey. I feel so thick, and not Beyonce thick. Like Loretta Devine thick. Yikes.
Let's discuss for a bit exactly how this happened. I got a lot of food gifts from employers and things. My boss sent me a Mrs. Beasley lemon pound cake. I got cookies and cheese straws and bars of every variety. The problem is that I don't have, like, three kids and a husband to eat all of it, so it gets put in the pile of food items to nibble on while I watch Law & Order.
Also contributing: I went to New York, took cabs everywhere instead of walking, and visited A Salt & Battery, Mas, The Fatty Crab, Donut Plant, and Babbo. (To my credit I resisted going to Pies & Thighs (really, that's the name) in Brooklyn - a place that sells pies and fried chicken for $8). I also drank midori sours and daquiris every night, and, while drunk, eat pizza or peanuts with other drunk people. What is the matter with me?
I realized that during the month of December, I ate like every meal was my last one, ever. It hit me New Years eve, when I went to Henrietta's Table in Cambridge for brunch with friends and I ate more than my friend Steven, who is 6'3".
That's why I invested in several boxes of the new 100 Calories Snack Packs that they sell now. Fight fire with fire, right?
They're awesome. They're tasty junk foods like Oreos and Wheat Thins and Doritos, except you have a limit: one little bag of deliciousness!
But wait, Mindy. How do you not eat like 8 bags at once?
That my friends, is the big question. Will this be something I've bought that I loathe?
Only time will tell.