Mindful eating. That's what I call it. Along with this whole meal planning, getting my cooking mojo back deal, I am trying to eat healthier.
(I know, one thing at a time...but I can do this.)
Today I began.
What started out as an innocent enough snack of cheese and crackers (to stave off the raging hunger beast who would much rather raid the freezer for that lone ice cream sandwich) ended so badly it was hardly even worth the effort.
I'm talking about simplest of all snacks, crackers.
Crackers that are supposed to taste like crackers but instead taste like a piece of cardboard that has been trapped in the bottom of the recycling container (you know the ones, they always get folded really weird and end up lodging themselves in there so that when the garbage truck empties the bin, they stay behind and you curse and you fret and you hate that you have to stick the entire upper half of your body in there to dislodge it so that it can be picked up properly next week).
The crackers in question? Whole Grain Wheat Thins.
Normally I am a big fan of the whole grains, I can eat a Fiber One bar like nobodys business and suffer no ill-effects (like the flatulence). I like whole grain pasta and even Metamucil. But these poor excuses for crackers are awful! Had I been paying more attention when I plucked the familiar yellow box off the grocery store shelf, I would have put it right back and picked out the regular kind. But, like its neighbors on the cereal aisle, I just assumed (or maybe it just didn't register, it's anyones guess at this point) that the Wheat Thins now contained whole grains while retaining their original flavor and texture by the glory of food engineering (which will be the downfall of our society, but I can't go there today, I'm not in the mood).
You know, like the same way the Lucky Charms now contain whole grains?
(Yeah....right, who are you fooling?)
I'm onto you Nabisco.