Comfort Eats

You know you've got emotional issues when you pop out to the corner shop for the sole purpose of getting a chocolate bar. Maybe you can justify it by saying you're going to get milk but your sad mind knows better.

One Valentine's Day when I was younger, I went out and bought a massive Dairy Milk bar for myself - yes, it was during that adolescent time when you feel like the whole world is ending. You eat it, you feel even more sorry for yourself when you reach the end and feel worse, buy some more (and then that's the point when you start to get fat). When will we ever learn?

You can try and find other comfort eats of course. I had some lovely warming congee this morning. It's not quite the quick-fix you might be after since it takes a couple of hours to cook but anyway, the intention's there. At least you're not filling your stomach with junk that'll just make you feel lousy.

The only thing with this though is that it doesn't actually fill you up for very long. Not me personally anyway! It's like how you feel after a MacDonald's - you crave the quick-fix but you feel empty half an hour later.

I'm like this with normal porridge as well actually - I eat a massive bowl, then I'm starving hungry an hour later. More so than when I've had a normal breakfast of cereal for example. What's wrong with me?!

Mashed potato and baked beans is my other one. Usually with mashed carrot and anything else I have in the fridge that I can dump into it (that's why there's no picture here of it). Wonderfully hot steamy mush seems to be my comfort food. Sounds yummy doesn't it?