Hamburgers, Hawaiian Pizza, and Meaty Chili.

I have become obsessed with food.

Not to complain, but I haven’t had a substantial meal in two months.  For the most part I’ve been fed through a little tube, which isn’t as bad as it sounds.  But I don’t recommend it.

Getting fed through a tube that shoots nutrients directly into my artery (or is that a vein?) keeps me from getting light headed or wobbly.  But it never entirely gets rid of the hunger.

I’m not starved, mind you.  I just always feel like hollering “Is it time for dinner yet?  Shall I slap a 26oz steak on the grill?”.  Of course the answer I come up with is always “We don’t have a grill and you don’t have a stomach.”.

Drat.

So I turn to fantasy.

I started with fantasies of thick juicy hamburgers, hot dogs smothered in catsup, meaty chili, and Hawaiian Pizzas.  All of which are very high fat foods which I don’t normally eat.

Obviously my body is craving fat.

Anne and I will go for a drive and she’ll say “Look at the beautiful fall foliage.”.  I’ll say “Hey look, there’s a Burgerville and a Pizza Hut right next to it.”.  Beauty truly is in the eye of the beholder.

Now I’ve moved on to fantasizing about cooking Thai food.

I’ve been scouring the internet for my favorite Thai dishes.  I’ve studied the ingredients.  I’ve ascertained I can get everything I need from local Asian markets.  I’ve ordered a bunch of Thai cookbooks through the library.

I am ready to go.

The only question remaining is whether I’ll still be interested once the hunger pangs subside?