I love food

I hate nutrition. I really do, with its big words and the vast unknown I have a love and hate affair with my chosen path. But I do love food. So I think thats what we'll talk about here my skinny girl love affair with food.
I'm a bad nutritionist I really am. I don't care about nutrition labels, several nights a week I have dinner of cold cereal or pb on anything really. And it doesn't bother me. Really. In fact tonight I had chocolate cake and milk for dinner. I've been blessed with a high metabolism and an inability to stay still. I've also been blessed with a deep love of fruits and vegetables which I'll attribute to growing up in the wonderland of Sonoma County.
I do find it interesting how so much of our food traits can be traced back to our beginnings. As a friend once remarked after dinner one night, "you can tell you were all raised in families that ate dinner together and shared your days over dinner. You talk a lot while you eat. But at my house we watched tv you didn't talk while you ate." Isn't it funny how those early years really determine how we eat for the rest of our lives?
Food has changed a lot for me over the years. At my folks house growing up there was fresh fruit everywhere. Eating healthy wasn't taught to me it was sitting in front of me when I climbed my favorite tree. No one had to tell me I needed 30 minutes of exercise a day I could hardly get changed fast enough to go out and play. In junior high and high school food became the enemy. At the junior college I discovered boys and BBQ and my whole relationship with food changed. In Fresno food became the way to interact, make new friends, and avoid doing homework. And now since college food has become all I do I talk about it at work whats good whats bad, what are you eating ,when are you eating. And I still love food but sometimes I'm a little over it. This year I'm trying to grow a little more of my own, invested in a CSA which has brought some new unseen foods into my life. So I'll share some of that here. Along with the struggles of trying to eat right after talking about it all day, while loving foods, and while interning.