My Weakness

I love food.  I love to cook.  I love to eat.  I love food!

I eat as if I may never eat again.  I’m not proud of it…just stating the facts.  I love food that’s good for me.  I love food that’s BAD for me!  I just love food.  The only things that come to mind that I don’t like are

sushi rolls (I like sushi.  Not rolls)

nuts in desserts (I love desserts.  Love nuts.  They shouldn’t marry!)

miracle whip (What is that stuff anyway?)

sweet cornbread (I’m from Mississippi…sugar doesn’t belong in cornbread, people!)

and raw onions (unless it’s in pico)

Other than that, hand it over and I’ll eat it.


Anyway, I love watching the Food Network, but I’ve recently discovered that watching it at night before bed is a very bad thing to do…especially if it’s Cupcake Wars or Chopped or Unwrapped…okay, anything!  It makes me so hungry.


So, I’m lying in bed at midnight, watching the darn Food Network and my stomach starts growling.  I feel that I absolutely must find something to eat for fear that I may starve before morning.  I go to the kitchen, open the pantry, stare for a long time, pull out something I really don’t need, and eat it all…or at least more than I should.  This is what I just ate.


Not the whole jar, but I did need to finish it off.  There was just a little bit left, and it’s made of hazelnuts, so it’s healthy, right?


Bad, bad, bad!

Oh well, the good news is that now there’s no more Nutella in the pantry to tempt me.  If you haven’t tried it, you should!  My friend Cari Murray introduced me to this delectable treat, and I really wish she hadn’t.

I ate the entire jar.  By myself.   With a spoon.  Not in one sitting, of course.

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