When did we ever think the unthinking process of sating hunger would turn into an ongoing assessment of weights and balances, of choosing, or planning for, momentary gustatory joy, against minimizing pain or other reactions? Does this mean we're grownups?
I do know it's made me much more deliberate and conscious of my choices, that I'm sure that cookie is worth giving up toast, or having the clear soup rather than the thickened one, or giving up toast altogether for a few weeks, subbing rice cakes and grits and oatmeal for breakfasts.
I never thought I'd prefer pie to cake, but with fruit pies I can scoop out the filling and leave at least most of the crust. You just...adjust. And splurge when you're ready to take the trade-off.
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When did we ever think the unthinking process of sating hunger would turn into an ongoing assessment of weights and balances, of choosing, or planning for, momentary gustatory joy, against minimizing pain or other reactions? Does this mean we're grownups?
I do know it's made me much more deliberate and conscious of my choices, that I'm sure that cookie is worth giving up toast, or having the clear soup rather than the thickened one, or giving up toast altogether for a few weeks, subbing rice cakes and grits and oatmeal for breakfasts.
I never thought I'd prefer pie to cake, but with fruit pies I can scoop out the filling and leave at least most of the crust. You just...adjust. And splurge when you're ready to take the trade-off.