Morning Musing on How Food No Longer Brings Us Together
Luvlies, Good morning. I hope you’re enjoying the holidays. I’m trying to, but I have thoughts. Maybe you’ve been to a backyard BBQ or to a beach picnic gathering with some lovely people recently, but you’re noticing that the vibes are different now. Guests are bringing the usual chips, dips, and other finger food, but at the end of the party, these containers can be packed up & taken home as if they were never sampled… because they weren’t.
Nobody is eating the BBQ. No one is drinking the pop either, but everyone is drinking the koolaid that is ho-zempic. This bish is ruining all the fun.
I understand if fewer people are drinking alcohol (fine by me, as I grew up in a dry home), but I cannot get behind nobody enjoying the delicacies. The gathering’s purpose is to connect with one another through food and celebration. If it’s not GLP-1s or 2s that’s responsible for this mess, then it’s a gluten intolerance – that mysteriously doesn’t extend to beer, or any alcohol with hops, barley, malt or gluten in it. AND don’t try to come for me either. As someone who gets the Gluten Rash (Dermatitis Herpetiformis (DH)) whenever the smallest amount is ingested unknowingly, I’m weary of those who make this claim of gluten issues, without having a biopsy or bloodwork done first.
For me personally, my allergies and digestive challenges do not hold me back from devouring food I see. They have me asking more questions before I stuff my face. Sometimes the answers come too late, but a quick EpiPen does the trick.
The new wave of Non-Eating food gatherings feels like attending a banquet at the Capital in Panem. This is triggering for us Genxers, who held on to our healthy relationships with food, while surviving the 90s. I’m having flashbacks of what it was like hanging out with friends in 1992, where I am once again surrounded by people with disordered eating, and that destructive mindset of demonizing things we enjoy and need.
Food is life. Food is love. Food is everything she thinks she is.
These adult children’s parties where there is no dancing or delicious nibbles are not for me.
It’s peak whiteness where people are standing firmly planted to the ground with beers in their hand, and if anyone starts shaking their tale feather – cameras come out to surveil and post to the gram. We’re bringing those lame TV show background parties to life.
What is strange is with all this health mania amplified… Columbian marching powder is still showing up and out.
Gworllllll, fack outta here with that mess.
Is losing 10 lbs going to make a difference, if can’t enjoy yourself at a gathering of friends? Take it from granny… it isn’t. If you’re worried about the calorie count, then walk it out.
Find me at the snack table sampling the dishes the host lovingly prepared.
…and that’s time. Still here? Leave your thoughts down below.
See you next week Luvlies! I’m enjoying the holiday weekend 🙂
xoxo Luv Laney Luv
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Morning Musing is a pomodoro-timed, free thought experiment to get back into the swing of things. No Ai added.
