eats all good

have you ever reached a stage in your life that you want to know what is inside the food that you are eating? have you grown more conscious of what you are putting inside your mouth? in your body? with the advent of health-consciousness in the country… or maybe even the world, consumers are now looking at the ‘nutritional content’ and not just the brand. but would this really help us live a healthier life? would this really prolong our temporary stay? would this really quench our lust for life?

well, if you ask me.. it’s a no brainer... to choose to eat oh-so-soya-ful tofu or oh-so-heart-attack-waiting-to-happen lechon kawali. or being offered to drink bulk-up-my-muscles protein shake or bulk-up-my-belly chocolate shake. i would always choose the latter.

i don’t think it’s being unhealthy. i think i’m just being a dare devil. it’s like having a one-on-one battle with something that is likely to kill me. i take a huge bite of the lechon and take off its crispy brown skin, and the lechon retaliates by squirting a huge dose of cholesterol into my blood. i grab the chocolate shake and chug it down to half glass, and the shake quickly floods me with high octane diabetes inducing sugar. even before i finish this sumptuous meal or battle, in my mind i’m thinking – i’m winning this battle with a burp.



but deep inside my body, they’re actually winning. maybe not instantly… but when you look in the mirror… and see that round belly that makes every pair of pants that you own become hipsters (if you’re lucky enough to get them through your thighs). and when you’re struggling for that breath when you’re just getting up from the couch and walking to the fridge a few feet away... that’s ‘them’ winning.

people have often criticized me for having a weird diet. i skip eating solids during breakfast and dinner. i actually just have smoke and liquids for dinner. and i eat so little during lunch. my friends have been telling me that i’m eating too much food with msg, and i tell them that i’m seasoning myself should a cannibal have any interest in eating me in the future. they say that i’m eating too much canned food, and i tell them that i am trying to take in as much preservatives as i can so that when i die, i’m instantly mummified.

i know i’ve got a very unhealthy diet. and i love my friends for caring. but hey, i have to lose this tub of lard around my waist. i don’t want people to tell me…hey! where’s the beach? why are you wearing a ‘salbabida’? or to the point that i don’t even need a table to rest my arms over… i can just put them over my stomach and not grow weary at all. i might not even need a table to take my meals! just place the tray over my stomach and bon appetite!

but it’s just so difficult to choose the right food to stay healthy. you have to make sure that when you read the nutritional value data on the carton or package, they have lowest number there possible. but it’s a sure bet, when you open up a product with zero calories, zero fat, zero sugar and zero sodium – when you look inside… there’s nothing in there.