After a few emails and calls I have realized that you (my ever faithful readers) like it when I rant about food. So, to keep you happy I have the follow up to my food enemies about my struggles with expressing when I am full.
I have really been lucky and had wonderful host families my time here in Honduras. These host families have been understanding of my weird American ways- like not eating 3 pounds of beans everyday and not liking white bread as a side to my delicious Chinese food (you know how I feel about that).
But now that I am working in the community, I am faced daily with new people trying to feed me. It is a wonderful tradition here, when you go to visit someone they invite you in for a drink and a snack. Going around the community like this is a wonderful way to meet neighbors and friends, but it also leaves you vulnerable to sneak attacks from food enemies. Yesterday I had some pink juice that was sugar flavored and some vegetable filled pastry... interesting.
I normally am able to finish what is put in front of me, but a recent snag has made that close to impossible. I work with 4 nurses who love (LOVE) to snack, to buy me snacks, and to take me out into the community to visit people. There is no avoiding the food. I tried telling them that I have a sensitive stomach or that I had a small appetite or that I had just eaten 7 pancakes or that I was flat out full, but nothing worked! So now, so that I don't offend them and don't explode from food, I eat teeny tiny meals and supplement with snacks. I might need to resort to some of the tricks I implemented at the dinner table with vegetables.
This is a no win situation, I will get back to you if I develop any new coping mechanism.
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