I reach for comfort food for a variety of reasons.
The most obvious is I treat comfort food like a security blanket. The irony is continued use of this practice has made me anything but comfortable with myself. This is why I haven’t had rice with butter and salt in months. I miss it, but I am now reaching – usually – for other things.
I was remembering this morning when I was the most disciplined (and the most self loving) around food. I was visiting New Orleans and all I wanted to eat was a salad from a salad bar. Gosh and golly, we found a place with a salad bar and for that moment all that crunchy, dark green goodness soothed me – much like rice with butter and salt soothes me.
Now, to live the question, “What will be the most productive, long term method to getting back to being comforted by food that is healthy rather than foods which are traditionally not so healthy?”
This month with NaBloPoMo from BlogHer.com the theme is Comfort. So far, I have completely enjoyed answering the prompts - they are all bringing back surprisingly clear memories that had been tucked away for far too long.