Multi-post day? ...or just one big loong one...

Yesterday Joel and I went to one of the Mescalero Casinos for our turkey dinner and I thought, how ironic that the Indians should be cooking my Thanksgiving Dinner this time.

We ate too much, of course. (hmmm, that 'of course' has got to go.)
I noticed a couple of things: everything on the plates was beige except the green beans, everything was loaded with carbs or covered up with carbs, most (if not all) of it was processed, canned or frozen.

I liked skipping the work. I liked having no mess in my own kitchen. I did miss the turkey sandwich last night...


Today I read Laura's blog and found this post. I hope you'll go read them; much food for thought (sorry :))

Food
Read Dragon. Really BIG dragon. Really BIG and HAIRY and UGLY dragon.
I thought her name was Mom (comfort, nourishment don't you know) but it turns out that her name is
Compulsion. Gluttony. Denial. Mired-in-the-muck.
hmmmmm....................Conglutdemuck. That's it. CONGLUTDEMUCK con-'glut-de-muck meaning one who blinds her victims while seducing them into believing that she is only there to comfort, love and serve.

I've been becoming increasingly aware that something is wrong. for years, actually.
I've felt that I couldn't 'do my work in this body'.
I've figured out that I eat for many reasons none of which have to do with real nourishment.

The fact that I'm writing about her here is evidence (to me) that she is real, powerful, a true dragon - and perhaps the next one for my 'better dead' list.

I also have to say that this one scares me silly. no...that's not right. I'm crying, not laughing!
So much 'stuff' goes with it:
I love my kitchen
I love grocery shopping
I love my knives and my best pans
I love 'comfort' foods
I love recipes, foodtv.com, cooking, sauces!, entertaining, and EATING!

So much has to change. It seems a daunting task. It seems an absolutely necessary task.

It's necessary for my body, my health, and most especially...this dragon must die before I can go much farther along my spiritual path.

This is all I can do right now: just acknowledge her.
Later I'll sharpen the swords - perhaps my best chef's knife...?