On Saturday Devin and I were out refrigerator shopping (ah, married life) when he suddenly decided he was hungry. Its always funny to me when that lightbulb comes on in his head, because I never have an ‘on/off’ hunger signal. Mostly I ‘feel like eating’ pretty much all of the time (which, of course, is not the same as being hungry).
He asked if we could have fast food from a chain restaurant, and when I hesitated he suggested chinese instead. We ended up getting dim sum (I think that’s Chinese for ‘grease-slathered dough balls with lard’). Fortunately he did the ordering while I was washing my hands and when the food came everything was too spicy for my taste. So portion control was easy. After all, I wasn’t hungry (I just ‘felt like eating.’).
When we were done he said ‘Wow. That was great. Now we won’t have to have dinner.’ Naturally, I panicked at the thought. For someone who ‘feels like eating’ all the time, the idea of skipping a meal is anathema. Of course, I STILL wasn’t hungry.
After lunch we stopped at Ranch99 to stock up on Asian ingredients. While Devin picked up his favorite snacks, I gathered up canned goods (bamboo mushrooms, minature corn) and as many veggies as I thought I could eat in a week. It had been a while since I’d last visited the chinese grocery and I marvelled at the variety of veggies — especially mushrooms (I got wood-ear, king oyster, and shiitakes).
When we got home, I made a delicious stir fry, utilizing some amazing garlic sauce that I had forgotten we had in the fridge. I STILL wasn’t hungry, but I did enjoy the eating!