glut'tony, n. Excess in eating; extravagant indulgence of the appetite for food.

     I really don't understand the world's fascination with excess and gluttony. We as humans and as a nation are obsessed with having more. More food, larger portions and selections, a food court training us to need instant food gratification, and of course... the new terminology: upsize me! 
          I came across a wildly popular show the other night called Man vs. Food. Here is part of the Travel Channel's bio on the host:
     Food fanatic Adam Richman has held every job in the restaurant business, and now he's on a journey to explore the biggest and best eats our nation has to offer, including some of the craziest eating challenges around. In Man v. Food, Adam travels coast-to-coast from Richmond, VA, to San Diego, CA, and more.
     Adam will attempt to conquer a massive grilled cheese sandwich in Cleveland, OH, a 7-lb. seafood feast in Long Island, NY, and race to finish 50 wings in 30 minutes in Boulder, CO.
Whether it's a gigantic omelet packed with toppings, a diabolical plate of hot wings, or a monstrous mountain of nachos, Adam will square off against the best of the best.
     As I watched in horror while Adam consumed large amounts of fat laden food, a question popped into my head... Are the producers of the show making any long range plans for a replacement host? Adam Richman's impending death must worry them just a little. Will they be prepared? Will he die while filming the consumption of an enormous hunk of meat? Now that would be reality TV! As a female, I just want to set the record straight... this practice is not attractive to most women!
     The portions in restaurants have become so enormous, my husband and I usually share one meal. And as I was researching a recipe for work on a restaurant supply site, I was shocked to find a recipe for one person was made with a half of a pound of pasta. When I made it at home to see if I liked it, it fed three of us for dinner.
     I read somewhere that it takes your stomach 15 or 20 minutes to tell your brain it is full. Meanwhile we continue to shovel it in like it is the last meal we will ever have. Lest you think I am making judgements on society without any ownership, let me assure you that in this respect I am as guilty as anyone else. My love for food will never diminish. My cravings probably won't subside. I am making a resolution, however, to change my thought process. I haven't completely figured out HOW this will happen, but I'll let you know when I do.


  1. Truer words...

  2. In Spain, everything closes at 2:30/3pm for the families to go home, cook, and sit down for lunch together. Things open back up at 5 or so. I've always had just enough to eat here, but they don't "do" things in excess. I really like it.

  3. What I don't understand is how people use other people's creations (ie images) without requesting permission or paying a licensing fee.

    I am kindly asking you to remove my image of a woman eating fries (which is clearly copyrighted on the image).

    If there are any questions you can easily reach me through my website or contact my licensing firm Pixsy with information on how to pay for the use of this image for the time period it has been used.
    Kind regards,