Okay I know, everyone loves food. But seriously I LOVE FOOD. I went with my mom to the grocery store yesterday to get bagels and cream cheese, but we bought a lot more than that. And when we got home the rest of the night I ate: a frozen chicken pot pie (all to myself), a bowel of espresso chip ice cream (the best), a bagel with cream cheese (heaven), marshmallows roasted over my gas powered stove (amazing), and some goldfish pretzles. It isn't unusual for me to eat like that (notice I don't care what it is I'm eating or how many calories are in it, if it tastes good, I'll eat it) I mean once I ate a peanut butter & jelly sandwich, a hot dog with mustard and ketchup and some ice cream, I love ice cream. I just really enjoy eating its a passion of mine and food is just amazing. It makes you feel better when you're sad, or even more amazing if you're happy, it is a way of connecting cultures and exploring new things. Yay food!
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This is a fun post. I'm intrigued by those people who are "competitive eaters." How do they eat all that stuff without chucking it back out? Sounds like you could have your own competition some day.
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