Yes I know, this is usually where my recap of Community goes. But those jerks are on some mini-hiatus and last night was a rerun again. So instead you get to read my random musings on food.
So I was at the grocery store the other day to pick up a few things with high nutritional value. You know, fruit, vegetables, meat, that kind of thing. But then there was one of those displays on the end of the aisle with every kind of tortilla chip imaginable, and I went “Oh, look! Whole grain Tostitos!” They were brown and whole-grainy looking and even the bag had a soothing brown color palette that screamed “Healthy!”
See, I like to think I’m one of those people who doesn’t fall for the whole healthy junk-food thing. You know, where you buy a bag of Baked! Cheetos and eat a lion’s share because they’re Baked! (Also, I believe ““ at least philosophically ““ that if you want a cookie, you should just have the freaking cookie instead of having a Splenda low-fat cookie that’s immensely less satisfying.) But I definitely fall for it. And I bought those chips, and some salsa to go with them, and proceeded to eat about half of a 10-serving bag.
I mean, there’s nothing wrong with whole grain Tostitos. It’s just that tortilla chips have little nutritional value in the first place. (I checked the label and the only substantial nutrition they provide is a decent amount of fiber. So, yay?) Also, their flavor isn’t even meant to be that strong or enticing; they exist solely as a vessel for more delicious things such as salsa, guacamole, or queso. But I actually really like tortilla chips on their own ““ even better if they’re the “hint of lime” kind ““ and I tend to continue crunching on them long after the attendant dip is gone.
And so it is that I’ve decided whole grain corn chips have been raised to the culinary equivalent of Threat Level Orange in my house. The snacky blacklist (snacklist?) is comprised mostly of crunchy, salty munchies that seem to be my kryptonite. It includes Triscuits, Wheat Thins, and Pringles, among others. I’m not saying I never buy or eat them; I just don’t keep them around very often because it’s impossible to just “keep them around.” Between me and Mr. McDoogs, we’ll devour all of them within hours of bringing them home. We’re like living proof of the saying, “You can’t have your cake and eat it too.” We eat the proverbial cake immediately, and then it’s gone. And we just want more cake.
Part of the issue is that I have no impulse control anywhere in my life (hellooooo drinking problem!) and it manifests itself in my eating habits as well. Throw in the idea that a given food isn’t as bad for me as it could be, and I’m pretty much toast. But what about the rest of you? Do you find yourself being repeatedly fooled by healthy junk food even though you know better? Or do you have a snacky blacklist?