THE ANOREXIC FOOD WRITER

Now, first let me urge you not to get all politically correct, put-out, pissed-off, whatever. Don’t misunderstand. I’m not advocating eating disorders. An eating disorder is a horrid and lovely thing that totally sucks. I love it, I hate it, I love it, I hate it. So anyway, I’m not bragging about my "condition," or illness, or whatever you want to call it. I struggle every day to overcome my food-obsessive thoughts--some days I succeed, others . . . well, ya know. I’m totally not proud of the fact that my boyfriend calls me the “Missing Olsen Triplet,” and cringes every time his culinary co-workers shout at him, “Feed that girl a cheeseburger!”

Not at all.

It’s just who I am, or whatever. I mean, I can’t help it, it's not a choice--it just is. I've been living with this thing since I was a freshman in high school, so just deal. I do, every day. Really, I do. Sort of. Except the thing is, I don't really want to. It sucks living like this.

So, if food is such an issue, why am I a food
critic? Why do I have such a fascination with viniculture, grape varietals, and all things wine related?

Good questions, huh?

If you're interested in learning more about The Anorexic Food Critic, please let me know.

ANOREXIC FOOD CRITIC & destroyingED STORE--100% of the
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