Dashboard Confessionals > Food

I spent a lot of time thinking about food this year. I sort of pretended initially that I was tracking my food for health reasons (Ha! I absolutely was not). The score I settled on each day was how much I liked the experience of eating the things, and not so much whether or not they were good for me.

My worst food week was a work trip in October, when I was pounding peanut butter cups and alcohol after crashing alone in my hotel room. Sometimes new and scary situations call for matching scary personal choices. The best food week was during the winter holiday. Days of eating tomato-based things with family were followed by nights of secretly annihilating cured meats over the sink with my brother (both of us in a fugue Christmas state).