I LOVE food. And yes I would hold my hands up to being a self-confessed foodie.
Dining out at my favourite restaurants can become so regular it’s almost religious, and as a slight food snob; if my food isn’t freshly cooked and full of flavour, you’ll be scratched off my friend’s list. (As if I’d ever socialise with such heathens in the first place!)
You see I was brought up on good food. My home was filled with food from an early age, with parents who loved to cook fresh meals daily, and experiment with new cuisines before sharing their findings with friends and family over dinner parties that would go on until the early hours.
I suppose in some respect my parents took a very European approach to food.
Meals were only eaten together and were relished and enjoyed.
So with an understanding of my food history, you can see why I struggle with peoples admissions of ‘food guilt’!
Why are we all feeling so guilty about enjoying food? and why is it really such a crime to indulge?
I mean don’t get me wrong, I often feel like I have two sides of my conscience battling out an inner war about whether I should consume the sugar filled Krispy Kreme before me.
“Life’s too short Lizzie eat the damn donut.”
“No Lizzie, you know you’ll only get a sugar headache.”
But unless you stole it, why on earth are you feeling guilty?
If more of us valued food and cheer above hoards of gold it would be a merrier world – J.R.R Tolkien
Food has never been more criticised, and so too are our choices in what we decide to eat.
The press, fitness gurus, TV chefs and fad diets love nothing more than to dictate to us about what we should eat, and condemning us for our ‘weaknesses’.
If I followed their constant news of ‘cancer’ inducing foods, I’d be dead already, but no I’m here still scoffing my face quite happily thank you very much.
I can understand why many of us feel this guilt; because despite the naughty food always tasting better, the truth is, after we’ve over indulged we feel like complete crap.
Plus those ‘share’ bags certainly don’t help. (Since when were they made for sharing!)
The guilt comes not just because we know it’s naughty, but because of how it affects our mood. Food has a massive impact on our bodies, and not just in a physical sense.
Chocolate for instance releases endorphins and is well known to contain serotonin, making us feel less stressed and decrease pain – hence why it’s always such a go-to for comfort eating. (I knew there was a reason I was an addict!)
The thing is I’m a big believer in balance, and if you spend most of your time being healthy and getting off your butt, then you should be able to also enjoy those naughty treats from time-to-time without that guilt.
Food is made to be enjoyed, yet we’ve all spent far too much time fearing what it might do to our bodies.
Calorie counting, and eating on the go, has resorted to us all wondering what really is best to eat and how we should eat it. We’ve completely lost the joy in food.
Ask yourself this, when was the last time you ate something and savoured the moment? The taste, the smell, the entire eating experience?
Next time you decide to indulge, relish in the experience and you might just find that the guilt eases up a little, and you don’t need to demolish the share bag.