Eating the same thing day after day becomes boring...safe, but boring. Following any kind of routine day after day becomes boring as well. I have to stop and wonder why I think I need to be excited every day. What bothers me about keeping the same practice or routine? There are thousands of people who live very simple, very basic, and probably very boring lives. This is their experience and maybe their destiny... due to things outside their control...things like money, geography, education, war, gender or politics. Are their lives worth any less than mine because they appear to be less exciting? Are my food desires the center of the universe? Do I need to be stimulated each and every day with new food sensations to make my life worth living? Do these feelings come from my culture or from me?
One thing is clear. Because of American affluence, culture and access...we all expect to be able to eat something new and fascinating every day. We know that the options are there. I can choose Chinese, Italian, Japanese, German, Indian, American or almost any other kind of food I want. I can cruise through a fast food place and with the least amount of effort, have food handed to me through a window. All I need is a pocket full of change and a carb craving. I can go to Starbucks (which means that I have to leave the car) but I can indulge in a variety of excellent coffees. Gone are the days of Depression era 5 cent coffee. I can go to a cheap place like Aldis and hit the chip aisle...so many chip flavors...so little time. God save me from myself.
I am bored today with my food. However, I shall buck up and keep going.
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