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Ugh, Tacos, Tacos & More Tacos

July 26, 2012

When I first started my company and hired my first minion about 8 years ago now, tacos were big. We would go get tacos for almost any occasion. I still remember the feast of tacos and burritos we had when we crossed the 100 incident ticket threshold. Before long we would simply make up reasons to go, “Oh it’s Monday, must need tacos!” We had a great place we went to near the office that has since closed (sad face) but they were excellent and cheap as Mexican food in America should be. As we grew the company we would always have tacos on an employee’s first day and last day (whether they attended or not was irrelevant, it was a reason to have tacos), great fun. I wish this story ended happily but it doesn’t. Don Tequila closed (they moved to Pennsylvania, like seriously, the whole business just moved one state over) and we stopped getting tacos because it wasn’t as convenient. Now I wish that was the end of my taco problem but it isn’t, before I started this eating path, I still found a taco place at least once a week. Yummy toasted corn shells, yum.

Anyway, now that I’ve been on this path for a while and yes I do still have cravings (mmm pizza) but by and large I resist them. This week though has been utterly and incredibly stressful on me so it is with no small amount of shame that I admit to you I cheated last night. I had a taco because stress eating is still a problem for me. The point of the story is that a food I have loved all my life (tacos) no longer tastes good to me, I literally almost spit it out before I realized it wasn’t the filling, it was the corn shell, I just didn’t like the “fakeness” of it anymore. I’ve been on my new way of eating for less than 6 months and it has erased my taste for a food I have eaten for longer than 37 years!

I have to tell you that I feel stupid for eating this way for so long. What crap! I mean, the food used to taste good to me but now as I think of all the grease-drippy food I’ve eaten at various mexican places all over the country (and world, actually in Mexico too) it kinda makes me feel ill. I’m trying not to beat myself up too much over cheating with one tiny taco because it did at least teach me a valuable lesson. I learned that even though I might be missing pizza (my absolute favorite food) I should be happy to just remember it as I think it was because if I have a slice, I might figure out I don’t like it anymore.

 

 

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