Tonight, I ate a bologna ( baloney!!!) sandwich.
Right now, I am regretting it immensely, as my stomach is crying out “What the HELL?????”
I can’t remember the last time I had a bologna sandwich on soft, crappy white bread (that you can roll into a ball) with mustard & mayonnaise. It was so good for a moment :). Bologna is one of those foods I lived on as a kid. I had phases where I only ate certain things. For a long while my bologna with mustard & mayo, then Alphabet Soup.
Strangely, coming from a mixed German/American household, these foods were like treasures to me as a child. So were Lucky Charms. My German family would not touch those foods with a 10ft pole, LOL. I ate them, and survived. I even grew up to be a healthy, happy, organic, crunchy, real food eating adult.
My husband, who I swear just does this to rile me up, will go shopping and buy $1 white bread, bologna, Fruit Loops (ew…never ate those), those strange little pie things you can buy at a gas station, $1 cookies, etc. His stomach will survive an acapolypse. He is one of those lucky humans that is trim, even though he violates all laws of food. He did gain 30 lbs this year after he quit smoking (yeah for him!!!), but he is still quite average and only snickers when I watch him eat to see if he will self-destruct.
My kids will not touch bologna :)….they will eat tongue sausage, blood wurst, and other adventurous meats, but not Oscar Meyer mystery meat. They do, however, love to indulge in blue/red/multi-colored Slurpies from 7Eleven, and other questionable junk food that I raise my eyebrows to.
I have learned, over time, that our diet is helathy and “real” enough that our bodies will excuse an insanity moment every once in a while. Quite frankly, our bodies also make us suffer a little (I won’t go into details, but shouts of “blue POOP!!” have rung out in this house…) so that we don’t indulge too often.
Now I am craving a bowl of Lucky Charms.