A World of Gimmicks: The Bread of Life....Food.

I lied last blog post when I said laziness was my favorite topic. Here’s my real favorite topic: FOOOOOOD. FOOD. FOOOOD. COMIDA. NOM. YUM. MUCHIES. SNACKKKKKKKKKS.

But seriously my love of food ALWAYS trumps my desire to not move.

And you know, if you're ever down, or upset, or even if you're really happy, food will always be there for you. I also lied before when I said sleep was my only friend. Food is another friend. I have two. Sleep and food.

But I feel that I am very generous with food. One of my biggest pet peeves is people who don’t share their food. It really bothers me. It like “Oh can I have a bit of *insert delicious food here*?” And then they freak out! I mean, I think you’ll survive.

We have this little “game” in our house called “hegies.” Now, I don’t know how to spell it so I just went phonetical on dat shit.

Basically if someone has food that you want you say “hegies.” If you say that they have to give you a bite. If they say “no hegies” before you say “hegies” they don’t have to give you anything. Sucks to suck.

Then you just stare at their food longingly hoping they’ll cave (they won’t).

This is exactly what my dog, Daisy does, by the by. She’s good but sneaky. She’ll sit next to you on the couch she won’t try to grab your giant plate of nachos, but she will however stare at you with the worst pain imaginable.

Inside she's just smiling all evil like for her genius plan.

Back to the game.

It always ends up that the person with the snacks will try to give you the smallest bite ever.

If my dad ever asked for a bite of an ice cream pop he would just literally try and eat it in an entire bite. It was quite annoying.

Now here’s a list of my top foods:

Macaroni and Cheese. I did mention this before, BUT if mac and cheese is answer in the vicinity I will eat plate fulls of it. Plate fulls. I feel slightly gluttonous when I do this, but SO worth it.

Fries. I love fries. They’re my weakness cuz I know they’re so bad for you. I’m actually eating fries as I write this.

3. Ice Cream. I’m never too full for ice cream. You know. YOU KNOW. Yesterday I had this delicious cookie dough ice cream at cort. IT WAS WONDERFUL.

4. Fajitas. On special occasions my parents make fajitas which are basically the best food ever ever. But only when they make them. They use this large black skillet to sizzle up some chicken in delicious marinade, red and green peppers, and onions. Then they prepare all the toppings: black beans and rice, warmed up tortillas and mild salsa and sour cream. When ever fajita night happens in my hour we go all out. My mom makes delicious sangria and we play some Gloria Estefan or some latin sounding music. Then I engorge myself with SEVERAL of them. I usually try to eat four. That’s as far at my professional eating goes.

And I think this accurately sums up my relationship with food. Liz is my foodspiration. And Tina is my regular inspiration.