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As some of you may know, recently I was invited by a certain segment of the dairy industry to attend a week-long all expenses-paid-conference on the topic of fat free cream cheese. The invitation was an unsuccessful effort to change my negative opinion of fat free cream cheese. Naturally, during the course of my trip, I was around some people who were dieting and talking about dieting, and the next thing you know, I started thinking about food, and the next thing I noticed was that my clothes seemed to be a bit more snug. I had to get back to my old ways of not worrying about diets and food. I used to eat when I was hungry, and not eat when I was not hungry, and not worry about it too much in between, but after being around this crowd of dieters, I was developing cravings for food. In particular, I was developing a craving for coconut sticky rice. During the conference some of the more sensible attendees and I snuck out to a restaurant called Ruby Foo's and had, among other things, coconut sticky rice. After being around the bunch of dieters at that conference, I felt as if I should be constantly denying myself foods like coconut sticky rice. I was starting to think about food at illogical times of the day. By this time, I was back home, 1,359.12 miles from Ruby Foo's. I’m sure there is a place nearby that would serve coconut sticky rice, but I made some myself after a trip to my trusty Oriental Market. My coconut sticky rice was not nearly as good as it was at Ruby Foo's, but it did the trick. I know that I can have a reasonable facsimile of coconut sticky rice if I want to, and when I’m finished writing this article, I don’t have to think about coconut sticky rice and that’s how it should be. |
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