Watching your weight and eating out shouldn’t be so hard. But it is, especially for folks who grew up like The Restaurant Dieter did.
I grew up in a big, ethnic family where food was love.
“No, thanks,” he said politely.
“Why not?” she asked.
“I’m not hungry,” he explained.
“Why not,” she demanded? How could one possibly refuse food?
Yes, food is love. And even if I didn’t have that baggage, I’m sure I would have loved to eat. In 2006, I stopped drinking alcohol for medical reasons. My doctor says I could now return to a glass of wine or two with dinner, but I haven’t. At dinner, I’d rather spend those calories on a dish of pasta or a couple of crusty rolls from the bread basket.
My weight has seesawed my entire life. The biggest growth spurt occurred when I started working at McDonald’s in high school. It’s been a journey, with some months or years better than others. For every horrible lapse, I am now an educated eater and know what must happen if I’m to stay in balance.
I’m not a food critic, but I got some of that education when I edited the food section of a daily newspaper and a healthy eating cookbook. I started the blog in 2011 on the theory that maintaining a healthy weight and eating out shouldn’t be so hard. Even with the farm-to-table trend and all this sustainable food babble, it can be difficult to eat out and watch your weight.
The Restaurant Dieter will always be on this journey. Join me.