Whatever I Feel Like

Last weekend, I had the pleasure of spending a bunch of time with a group of recovering food addicts. We were together for the whole weekend, so we had to go out to eat a few times. You haven’t lived until you’ve gone to a restaurant with 10 recovering food addicts who all have special needs regarding their food. To top it off, we went to Chinatown of all places. We spent a good deal of time walking into different restaurants just to ask if they had brown rice. Do you know I walked into a place that had a tank of live frogs sitting in front? ICK!

When the food came, people were whipping out food scales, measuring cups and spoons, and spices seemingly out of nowhere. I was seriously impressed with how prepared some people were – especially compared to me! I knew there would be plenty of food scales, so I didn’t even bring one of those. Yes, I am that person: the food scale moocher. I really need to get a better digital pocket scale so I can stop being that person. I’ve never been one to bring my measuring cup out to a restaurant, they’re just too cumbersome to be carrying around. However, that all changed today.

One of the girls we went to dinner with had one of these collapsible cups that just blew my little mind. The cups collapse to lay flat for storage and then pop open when you need to use them to measure. No more excuses for not having a measuring cup with me when I’m out. I got those and the cool swivel measuring spoons, too, at Williams-Sonoma. You have no idea how excited I am about these cups. It felt like Christmas morning around here today. I couldn’t wait to get home to just hold the cups in my hand and expand and collapse them endlessly as I marveled at the ingenuity of people. Why can’t I think of something like this?

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