There are tropes about people forced to consume a favorite until it makes them sick. Cherries, watermelon, and such goodies come to mind. I know a few people who belong to this overindulgence club. I ain’t namin’ no names.
For me, it’s good that I can’t get my hands on large amounts of halvah, baklava, or particular Dutch chocolates. When I was working as an applied anthropologist, I was within long walking distance of a specialty food shop in Cambridge. Every once in a while, I’d take a long lunch walk there, purchase goodies, and walk back to the office. Once ensconced in my hideaway, I’d feel my ability just to have a few unraveling and have a grand overindulgence.
I’d justify this passing of all rational checkpoints with the excuse that the long walk to and from had burned an equivalent number of calories, and I was just replacing those I had used. Right, sure!
I was at an age then when the rail thinness of my youth was beginning to yield to, shall we say, more adult configurations. Not fat, but no longer the skinny youth. As I put on weight, I realized that my rationalizing binge sweet eating was antithetical to maintaining a healthy weight. But it was so very alluring.
It was very wicked, but I loved it.
I’m out in the boondocks now, no sophisticated local provider of goodies of the sort that would set me to yearning. However, I’ve learned that we must sometimes deal with inferior goods.
Compromise is an essential part of life. Bon Appétit!
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For me, it is Costco vanilla ice cream. Can’t resist it. Sounds boring, but just try it.. you’ll see!!!
Never had a trip to Costco. Maybe a good thing
I still have a weak spot for chocolate… Mmmm… 🙂
I would never have guessed you to have a sweet stash, Lou. I had to look up the Halvah. I also understand the rest. I’ve fallen in love with really good dark chocolate and have it hidden everywhere. But when it comes time to a last meal treat, this is it. https://onestopgermanshop.com/products/topkuss-choco?srsltid=AfmBOor08JHXZhP7F9rVSdlbCFgLnwHT37tnB6DYKpaVUOfe6YiSbKLC
I first found them at age 7-8 in Germany and it’s what I spent my babysitting money on. The packaged imports are not quite what I had back then but like you said, Sometimes we have to deal with inferior goods. They are my short trip to heaven on earth.
Thoses are sooo good! Grandma was German/Hungarian and her cuisine waas a mix of the two. I grew up on a mix of Spanish, German and Hungarian food and treats. Yum.
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I’ll have more time to visit now that I’m almost settled. It’s feeling homey now, not like a storage locker. 🙂 You know they say mutts make the best dogs. That’s how I feel about being such a mix too. Best of all the worlds.
I agree!