{"id":25121,"date":"2011-11-17T08:00:03","date_gmt":"2011-11-17T16:00:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.110pounds.com\/?p=25121"},"modified":"2011-11-16T14:54:18","modified_gmt":"2011-11-16T22:54:18","slug":"f-is-for-fast-food-and-fine-dining","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.110pounds.com\/?p=25121","title":{"rendered":"F is for Fast Food and Fine Dining"},"content":{"rendered":"

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\nF is for Fast Food and Fine Dining.<\/strong><\/span><\/h4>\n

As a single girl living alone that didn’t cook, I ate a lot of crap. Fast food was a staple for me because I didn’t like cooking and didn’t do it very well. I didn’t eat fast food every day but too often. On the nights I didn’t get fast food for dinner I would eat the pre-packaged dinners. Things like frozen pizza, frozen pot pies for example. I also made a lot of stuff out of a box. I liked those “Helpers” where you just cook the box. Mac n’ Cheese from a box. Lots and lots of processed foods!<\/p>\n

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I had my favorite fast food places. I loved the Dairy Queen Blizzards. I’d get several a week–and not the small ones either. My favorite flavors were Butterfingers or Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups. I’ve talked ad nauseum<\/em>\u00a0about my addiction to Pizza Hut. Sometimes I’d get a pizza once a week.<\/p>\n

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\nI loved Taco Bell. Soft Taco Supreme baby! Taco Time was good too. When I lived in Portland Burgerville became a favorite. I didn’t eat meat all that often but if I did, it was the Burgerville Tillamook Bacon Cheeseburger with fries and an enormous seasonal milkshake (theirs are pretty fantastic):<\/p>\n

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\nDo we even have to speculate why<\/em>\u00a0I weighed over 250 pounds? The diet in combination with no exercise did a number on my body and my brain. When it became time to lose the weight I stopped eating fast food. Cold turkey! It was hard. I wanted pizza so badly<\/em>\u00a0but I resisted and the only “fast food” I ate was Subway. Or was it?<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

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\nNOPE! I was still eating fast food–just in a different form and in lower calories. For three years I ate Lean Cuisines in order to lose weight and yes, I realize they aren’t healthy. But it did the trick. It was portion controlled, low in calories, and honestly didn’t taste that bad. It was also good because I hated cooking. Funny how things change<\/a>, huh?<\/p>\n

Then something happened. I met this guy:<\/p>\n

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Michael is a foodie. He taught me to become a foodie. He was all about eating real food. He nagged me to no end about the “crap” I was eating and how it was poison to my body (so true). The other thing he taught me was fine dining<\/strong>. Before, “fine dining” meant Red Robin, Azteca Mexican Restaurants and Chevy’s. Hmmm. Not quite.<\/p>\n

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Chez Machin<\/p><\/div>\n

Michael exposed me to REAL restaurants. Not chains. Not fast food. Fine dining doesn’t have to mean expensive, either. One of the things I love most about the hobbies that we share is that we can go out to restaurants and try new things. I found that I loved<\/em>\u00a0trying new restaurants! It became a thing to do.<\/p>\n

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Gruner<\/p><\/div>\n

And we are lucky to live in Portland where there are some pretty amazing restaurants here. In three and a half years of being together we still have not tried all the fantastic restaurants here yet. We have some favorites and I have to admit, the highlight of going out is trying somewhere new.<\/p>\n

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Meriwether's<\/p><\/div>\n

The way Michael first exposed me to fine dining was in Vegas, honestly. I was there with a friend and he was there with a friend playing poker and the four of us went to Tao <\/a>in the Venetian. It was one of the most amazing meals I’ve ever had. I wasn’t a huge sushi fan then yet so it was a completely new and foreign experience for me.<\/p>\n

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\nIt opened my eyes to another world, though. There was something better<\/em>\u00a0out there. There was a reason<\/em>\u00a0to eat food! It tasted GOOD! It didn’t have to be crap ordered from a window. Or something frozen and reheated. A year later when Michael and I went back to Vegas together as a couple he surprised me yet again with the best meal of my entire life:<\/p>\n

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Craftsteak<\/p><\/div>\n

Craftsteak <\/a>in the MGM Grand Casino, owned by the awesome Tom Collicchio<\/a> from Top Chef<\/a> (my favorite show)! I was floored by the surprise and completely blown away by the food. This is what food tastes like. Wow. <\/strong>It changed my palate. I suddenly became picky about eating crap. I wanted to eat REAL food. The kind of food that was healthier; whole foods, fresh foods. It was a huge, eye-opening experience for me.<\/p>\n

This also lead me to want to make better food. I started practicing in the kitchen. With Michael’s help I learned how to cook. They aren’t all winners, of course, but most of the time the meals I make turn out pretty good. Michael is a patient teacher in the kitchen. He understands that good food takes patience and practice. I’m learning that. Now if I’m given the option between quickie meals from the freezer or something fresh and lovely, I’d rather spend the time cooking that instead.<\/p>\n

It’s been a life changing journey.<\/p>\n

QUESTION: What is your experience with fast food and fine dining?<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

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A-Abstinence<\/a>\u00a0*\u00a0B-Balance<\/a>\u00a0*\u00a0C-Calories<\/a>\u00a0*\u00a0D-Vitamin D<\/a>\u00a0* E-Emergency<\/a> *<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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