Posts made in July 9th, 2012
I think a lot of people see nutrition as a world of two extremes. You either live in the house that kale built or know the person working the drive-thru window on a first name basis. It’s so often portrayed that there isn’t really a middle path, but I, for one, believe there is one. And even beyond that, I believe it’s the healthiest place for people to live. I personally don’t think either extreme is good for you. On one end (the fast food, junky diet) you are doing damage to your body. On the other end (extreme clean eating) you aren’t satisfying that primal part of us that desires certain foods. Which is a seriously un-fun place to live. I think there is something to be said for eating something just because you like it. And I know I’m a mentally healthier person when I’m eating foods I love and enjoy—even if they aren’t the most nutrient dense. Obviously, I like to live a bit off of center—tilting to the clean eating side—but that doesn’t mean I don’t seriously enjoy me some junk food in moderation.
I thought it’d be fun to share with you guys some of my favorite nutritionally-void junk foods. It can be so easy to get this idea that bloggers live in this land of perfectly clean eating and, dude, that’s just wrong. Sure, I try to eat clean and healthy the vast majority of the time, but the truth is, I like junk food. It’s tasty. And I think that’s healthy. Just a different kind of healthy.
I have never really liked donuts. Just never been my thing, but Donettes? OH MY. Donettes! I don’t know what it is about these little chocolate-covered cake donuts but they are one of my favorite junk foods. In college, I thought getting a pack of these and a bottle of chocolate milk was a “balanced” breakfast (dairy! carbs!). That’d be my breakfast at least three or four times a week. I still love me some Donettes, but now I only get them once or twice a year. And never for breakfast. Thankfully, you can get the “single-serving” six-pack. Don’t even think about bringing one of those giant bags near me. ANNIHILATED.
I think there is a direct correlation between the area you grew up in and your favorite soft drink, and us country girls in Southern Indiana? We drank Mountain Dew. In high school, if you opened up the passenger door of my 1985 Ford Crown Vic (for cereals) you would have seen a floorboard covered in bright green Mountain Dew bottles. It was just a thing. And Mountain Dew will always bring me the warm-and-fuzzies (although, maybe it’s from the sugar, caffeine and chemicals). I drink a few Mountain Dews a year and they are totally glorious.
Wendy’s Spicy Chicken Sandwich
I never get fast food anymore. As in, I honestly can’t even remember the last time I ate fast food, but if I did? I’d be all over the Spicy Chicken Sandwich from Wendy’s. It was my favorite. I ate a lot of fast food in college and right after, and the Spicy Chicken Sandwich was always my favorite. I should really just learn to remake it myself.
Totino’s Pizza Rolls
We’ve already talked about this, but pizza rolls are one of my absolute favorite slumber party foods from middle school. We used to pair these with some of the frozen taquitos and a big pile of Bagel Bites before our sleep overs. Add three or four two-liters of Mountain Dew, breadsticks from Papa Johns, chips and queso, some chocolate chip cookie dough (side note: me and my friends use to actually keep a tube of cookie dough in the glove compartment of my Crown Vic during the winter for easy after-school snacking!) and you’ve got yourself one heck of a rockin’ party. Man, I haven’t had these in forever. I should really get on that.
This encompasses a lot of things—pork tenderloins, funnel cakes, giant vats of lemonade, deep-fried twinkies—but I love, love, love fair and festival food! It has little to do with the taste and a lot to do with the experience of eating a deep-fried Milky Way under the lights of the Midway in 90° heat. I don’t want to live in a world where it is “wrong” to eat deep-fried dough while my husband tries to win me a $0.25 teddy bear. I love fair food! And I don’t care who knows it!