When, where and what to eat – an ongoing problem

By Kristen Tribe | Published Saturday, February 3, 2018

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When I was growing up, sometimes my mom would say: “I wish we didn’t have to eat.”

As a kid I simply couldn’t comprehend this statement. Why in the world would you wish that?

But as an adult – and 15 years into this mom gig – I get it.

Kristen Tribe

Kristen Tribe

I appreciate a good meal, but the constant planning and shopping is tiresome. Therefore, food isn’t always a priority for me.

I plan and prepare for family meals, with my husband shouldering a large part of the planning and cooking, but when I’m the only one that needs to eat, that may or may not happen.

I know this sounds fussy, but there are just other things I’d rather do. And stopping to eat slows me down.

That being said, I have some weird food “rules.” My husband regularly teases me about these oddities, but over time he’s lovingly accepted them as just some of my many “-isms.”

I can’t eat soup in the summer.

There is a season for soup and that would be October through February. Beyond those months, it’s entirely too hot for soup. I understand there are cold soup recipes, but I think those should be against the law.

My first bite of any meal is always of a side dish.

I don’t even know why I do this, but I can’t help it. I can have the finest steak sitting before me, but my first bite will be of the baked potato. It’s a weird compulsion. Maybe I’m saving the best for last … no idea.

I won’t drink a peppermint mocha until after Thanksgiving.

This is just one of my holiday principles. I also refuse to put up Christmas decorations until after Thanksgiving, so it only makes sense not to drink a peppermint mocha until then.

If I drank peppermint mocha year round, it wouldn’t be special.

I won’t eat chili with beans.

This isn’t necessarily a weird “-ism,” but rather my opinion on a larger foodie debate. Chili does not have beans. If you’re serving me something with beans, that is a soup or stew. No room for discussion here. Don’t try to tell me otherwise.

Red and purple Spree go together.

These candies have no real flavor, they’re simply pure sugar. But I’m telling you, of all the possible combinations, red and purple is best. Try it.

Iced coffee season starts in May.

Because my very existence is now dependent on coffee, I’ve relaxed this rule. Previously, I could only drink hot coffee when the weather was cold. As summer approached, iced coffee was required to meet my caffeine and temperature needs. These days, I’ll guzzle any kind of coffee in any season – as long as it’s not peppermint mocha.

Although the above list may indicate otherwise, I’m actually not a picky eater. If someone else prepares it, I’ll happily eat. I just don’t like taking the time to think about what to eat and where to get it.

In the meantime, I’ll dream of spontaneous nutrition … oh, and Chick-Fil-A. It serves breakfast, lunch and dinner – problem solved.

Kristen Tribe is assistant publisher of the Messenger. Although she doesn’t like to cook, she does make a mean meatloaf.

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