Wednesday, April 24, 2013
I was at the dentist's this morning and as the hygeinist was working I was staring at a poster of what not to eat when you have braces. In once corner was one of those coconut neopolitan Brach's candies. It made me think about the big Brach's Pick a Mix displays. It was a big treat when we would go to the grocery store on Saturday AM with my mother to get a bag of caramels and bonbons. You could get just one of something or a bunch. It felt so liberating! This was back when you didn't just go buy a box of chocolates-- those were only for special occasions like Christmas. To be honest, I don't really miss the chocolates or caramels - they weren't that good but the experience. We were talking about foods from our youth. My husband fondly remembers the tinny tasting mashed potatoes from the 1950s TV dinners. Did you ever have "space food sticks"? They were really grainy but so "cool"
It's interesting how many childhood memories revolve around food -- making scrambled eggs for our family of 10 in the blender on Easter morning. putting oranges and cranberries through the meat grinder on Thanksgiving. when it was a HUGE deal to make your own pizza dough and sauce at home (my sister in law got a recipe from a REAL PIZZARIA!!). visiting an automat when we went to New York City. buying a bag of 'not for export quality' kiwi fruit when I was in New Zealand.
Recently, one of my teams challenged us to think of something we had done nice for ourselves and my thoughts immediately went to food rewards. I don't do
"mani-pedi's" I get a panic attack when I try to go buy clothes. I already sleep , read, and have time to relax. I have a husband who does most of the household chores. I put time in my schedule for exercise so "going to Zumba" isn't a reward - it's part of my day. I need to think about this more to figure out a reward system for myself.