I hate it when I'm hungry and I don't know what I want for dinner. Take tonight, for example.
I can't decide what kind of salad I want, so I make a tomato and mozzarella and basil salad, but I also make a garden salad with grilled chicken and feta cheese. I eat some of both.
Earlier I stopped at the store and happened to see packaged pie crusts, so I decide to make ham and cheese calzone to go with the salads. Do I need to eat calzone on top of two salads, including one with chicken in it? Of course I do. I eat two huge hunks of the calzone.
Apparently, I also do not want dinner to end because two hours later, I'm still plowing through a final huge plate of salad, doused in a robust Italian dressing. I mean, it's healthy, right? Sort of?
I suppose this is an improvement. There was a time when being this hungry brought on a chocolate binge. Now I when I binge, it's on cukes and feta cheese; quite the example.