By The Restaurant Dieter

Tag: advice

Back with a new attitude about food and weight

It’s true in any language. Diets don’t work.

So where have I been?

Well, like a lot of bloggers, my desire to write after a day of work waxes and wanes. And for more than a year, it’s been waning.

That’s not the only reason. I’ve also continue to think about food and health. I don’t endorse dieting — at least as it concerns the defintion “a special course of food to which one restricts oneself, either to lose weight or for medical reasons.” Simply put, scientists are becoming convinced that dieting doesn’t work.

At 60, I’m the same size I was in high school, college and my early 20s. Most pictures from any point in my life show me with the same 36-inch waistline. At one point it got to 38, but mostly, I’ve been a 36 for years. Those two periods in which I got to 31 and 34 were a result of my exercising like a fiend and starving myself. I was eating a no-fat, turkey-and-cheese sandwich and a microwaved baked potato dipped in barbecue sauce for dinner. That’s no way to live.

I’ve come to the conclusion that first: the sane approach is to eat real food. By this I mean food that comes from fresh ingredients, cooked at home, with none of the salt-fat-and-unpronounceable words on prepared foods’ ingredient labels. Second, I also try to balance my choices; if I’ve had something rich and incredible, the next meal might be a salad with lots of vegetables, nuts and protein. The fact that I truly enjoy the latter helps.

So let’s continue the journey, shall we? Under new management, of course.

Waiters of the world: We have to order like this. Sorry.

When ordering at a restaurant, Weight Watchers members have little choice but to order like Sally in this famous scene from the 1980s movie, “When Harry Met Sally.”

What helps:

  1. Tell the waiter upfront that you’re watching your food intake and that you’re going to have to ask for some things modified.
  2. Tell the waiter if he’s successful in helping you, he’ll get a nice tip.
  3. Give the nice tip.

I was recently at a Mexican restaurant for a dinner sponsored by my boss. I did step No. 1. Then I said: “I would like the fajitas. Can I please have corn tortillas instead of flour? And It sounds like the fajitas are marinated in something. Can you please ask the cook to do it dry or take the chicken out of the marinade and run it under some water before cooking it? If it comes out all shiny from the oil, I’ll have to send it back. If it doesn’t, I’ll make sure you get a good tip.”

The waiter did a great job. Even though I didn’t pay the tab for the meal and he got tipped by my boss, I slipped him $5. It was worth it.