MIDNIGHT MEAT CRAVINGS

Aesthetic Perfection - Big Bad Wolf

This means I haven’t been eating offal lately. Over the past month or two I’ve barely touched a liver, seen nary a gizzard, and have not once sliced my knife across a slab of fatback (with the skin still attached). It’s just too hot for me to ingest these kinds of mammalian organs, but still I miss the textures.

I miss the bounce of tripe, the chewiness of tendon, the crunch of pork cracklings.

Piscine parts are a good alternative for hot weather. Fish eggs feel nice, the slippery little spheres, then the cool release of the egg bursting and sliding down the gullet. Or something like fish bones—that same guilty-pleasure-potato-chip-crunch, but much lighter than pork cracklings.

NO. STOP.

FOOD AND GUILT DO NOT GO TOGETHER.

You didn’t “cheat”. You did nothing “wrong”. You did nothing that should bring about the emotion of guilt.

When you do something to hurt a friend, you should feel guilty. When you cheat on an exam, you should feel guilty. When you take something that is not yours, you should feel guilty.

But when you put an extra tablespoon of peanut butter on your banana? Or you have a few glasses of wine? Or you eat an entire pizza?

No. No guilt.

FOOD AND GUILT DO NOT GO TOGETHER.

Failing to eat according to your goals can be frustrating. But there’s no reason to beat yourself up about it or feel guilty like you did something wrong. 

There is nothing “wrong” about eating any kind of food.

It’s a process. Move forward. Continue towards your goals. You will succeed. It’s all about consistency. 

Men belong in the kitchen.

Everyone belongs in the kitchen.

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Part of my A level art project.

Studying the body under the theme ‘inside and outside.’