I Hate Food

Over the weekend a friend of mine, let's call her Little Miss Food Network, went to Chicago where

she subsequently ate her way around and through the city dining at five restaurants.

While I marveled at Little Miss Food Network's stamina and enthusiasm for eating, I thought of Amy Poehler's book, Yes Please. One of Poehler's mottoes about decisions and how to make them (or not make them) is: "Good for her! Not for me."

After the quote bounced around my head for a bit I began to wonder, "Why?" Why were five restaurants in 48-72 hours not for me? I like to eat! I enjoy food! I really enjoy food when someone else cooking for me! So why did the thought of eating exhaust me?