The worst thing about eating food is wasting money and hunger on crappy food. I have a limited amount of money and it can’t just be spent willy-nilly. Of course, I have to make trade-offs. I know I can’t always eat delicious food because sometimes I just need to buy the on-sale frozen veggies and throw them in with some rice. It’s a little bit of a bummer, this responsibility, but I like to take in stride; this meal might not be the tops, but it’s just going to make the next really great one even better, like eating a cookie after taking a swig of coffee.
As I have gotten older, I have realized that I also have a limited amount of hunger. I mean, my life is finite and I definitely get full after a big meal. Ergo, there is a very real limit to the amount of food I can ever eat. This means that I can never eat thirty tons of Pad Thai from the place down the street from my first adult apartment, you know, the one with the wood walls and the weird cover versions of Old Man River. The day I discovered that my own mortality meant a limit to the amount of deliciousness I could ever experience was a very sobering one.
Since then, I’ve been trying to grab hunger by the balls, so to speak. Some people say, “Make every moment count,” and truth be told, that sounds pretty tiring to me. Making every meal count? That’s way more do-able. A day has many moments but only a few meals. Of course, not everything has to be A+ top notch gourmet, but it all has to be what sounds good to me, within financial reason, of course.
This weekend, I am going to spend my hunger on ice cream sandwiches and fresh berries. I am going to get weird heirloom tomatoes and cover them in a little olive oil, balsamic vinegar, salt, and pepper. I might even cut up some cucumbers and cover them in yogurt, salt, pepper, and dill. Yeah, that sounds about right – nothing like starting off the summer with cool foods and the perfect situation for making some hilarious “rill dill” puns.