I’ve gotten a lot of little gifts this week.
Like Korean Sweet Potato Snacks…..Wait.
Sweet Potato FLAVORED Snack.
Not exactly my thing.
actually – these epitomize EXACTLY NOT my thing when it comes to food.
A dear friend of mine from the gym, an older Korean gentleman, stopped by the office because he needed paperwork notarized. (I’m a notary). He came bearing gifts.
He’s a photographer and has given me butterfly photos before. (Does he know me or what?). This time he gave me a pretty blue fish.
And the aforementioned Sweet Potato Flavored Snack. We talk about cooking and food and I think he recalled my
quest to create the perfect sweet potato fries.
Not there yet….parsnips chilling in the background with my “yo, muscat” dip. (yogurt, catsup, mustard, stevia, garam masala or whatevs)
So I guess he thought I’d dig these.
*Photo courtesy of NOT on my meal plan.*
I’m standing there…with this sweet, sweet man who was expectantly waiting for me to “Try them!”
Not long ago Usually I think NOTHING of saying, “I don’t eat that, but thank you. (No sugar, no flour…yadda yadda).” Been there, done that a MILLION times.
Whereas most people would find that rude. He bought me a gift!
That day something changed.
I did not read the ingredients (I could use my imagination) and just opened the bag, took one out, and ate it. “Mmmm..Good. Thanks!” and put the bag aside. Done. Easy.
For me this was a huge deal.
FOR ONCE….MY WILL AND DESIRE TO BE NORMAL OUTMANEUVERED MY EATING DISORDER.
I can’t really put into words how amazing this felt.
If it were a cheeseburger, that would be another thing. But it was one freaking snack-like thing. I sucked it up.
*side note…two days later (after I told him how my co-workers (my mom and my bro) sucked down the snacks he stopped by again with two more bags.)