I LOVE potato chips and anyone who really knows me, knows I love potato chips too! But lately they don’t love me. They are testament to my every burgeoning waistline. I’ve finally come to realize that at 50+, I can’t continue to eat like I did in my teens, 20’s, 30’s or even my 40’s .
As early as I can remember, I’ve had a love affair with the sweet/salty syndrome. You know, eat something salty and then eat something sweet or vice versa. The other day I was talking to a girlfriend and I suddenly remembered that I always ate potato chips and then a candy bar or cupcake. I told her that when I was a little girl and my mother or father gave me 25 cents, I would go to the corner store and buy a bag of Lays potato chips and a candy bar – more often than not it would be a Mr. Goodbar, or an Old Henry and sometimes a Payday. You know, back in the day 25 cents bought a lot. Anyway, it seems I even liked the sweet and the salt in my candy bar.
But now that I’ve gotten older some of my bad eating habits still persist and that ain’t necessarily good for me. Don’t get me wrong, I cook quite a bit from all of the food groups; going to the fruit market once a week to stock up on fresh fruits and vegtables. I love the Food Network – trying out a lot of the dishes. I really like the Barefoot Contessa, Everyday Italian, Paula Deen, etc, but I still have a thing for junk food – mainly potato chips. My favorite ones are Lays. When they came up with the “Betcha Can’t Eat Just One” slogan, they must have knew me by name. I absolutely love them! I keep telling myself that I need to grow up and eat like an adult, but damn, a day without a potato chips is like a day without sunshine! I don’t even take the bet, cause I can’t eat just one and don’t want to.