I feel like I should be on some sort of Stereotype Horse right now, hat off and slapping it’s foaming flanks as I scream through glittering towns decorated in ice and lights: “The Holidays are coming! The HOLIDAYS are COMING!”
Or perhaps with the non-stop Christmas songs in stores since the day after Halloween and the endless magazines foisting both deliciously decadent holiday baking recipes upon us on the same pages as their Tried and True Diets or Overeating Avoidance Tips, you are already clued into the arrival of a time of celebration that is partaken in some form or another across much of the world at this time of year. So maybe I’ll keep that horse in the barn for now and just be a lazy fatty and assume you know what time is coming, eh?
Fillyjonk over at Shapely Prose posted today a lovely item about getting through what most people acknowledge (whether in sullen acceptance, abject fear or cheery joy) as the largest overeating-likely time of year around. (Though for me that time is actually Easter since I LOVES hard boiled eggs, ham and horseradish even more than holiday cookies!)
I have a question that I wanted to put out there in the spirit of thinking about this anticipated/dreaded typical holiday feasting at this time of year. Since I didn’t want to hijack the thread at SP I will ask it here:
In a time of feasting, when it is assumed, almost demanded, that one overeat of delectable items; how DO you respond to the moaning sighs of “Oh, I ate WAAAY too much?” These sorts of phrases always sound like the battle-horn demanding that everyone else in the room also raise their feasting spears in the air and triumphantly though weakly declare the they too have over-partaken of the festivities. Sort of like the drunk that wants to hear a chorus around them of “Oh yeah, me too. I drank so much. I am SOOOO drunk right now!” Those who feast and overeat (or even those who just eat enough) seem to want to bond through a rallying cry of “TOOOO much!”
So what do you say to that? Are you required to join in and moan along with the crowd as though you too are uncomfortable? What if you AREN’T?? Is it impolite to say, “I’m sorry you feel uncomfortable. I didn’t overeat today”? Or are you just supposed to nod along and grin saying, “Ahh, this is the time of year for it!”
Don’t get me wrong, I’m all for eating of delicious things. And as Fillyjonk pointed out; there are times when almost everyone indulges to the point of discomfort. I might do so on delicious roasted beast this week. I’m not asking if overeating in and of itself is of any “good” or “bad” moral virtue. I want to know if the communal stomach-clutching and whining has to just be accepted as part-and-parcel of the whole holiday gig. “Phenomenal holiday dishes! ITTY bitty storage space…”
Should I just relax and not try to be some sort of “Fatbassador”? Because I just have this feeling as though the moment I agree that yes, sometimes I too eat too much, then it becomes WRONG for me since I’m fat and while it is okay for a thin or average person who diets all year to let loose “in moderation“; I should be fasting at all times because, I mean just LOOK at me! Or, alternately, if I make a mention that no I didn’t feel the need to eat every canoli I could reach (they’re just not my favorite food for one thing), then I risk breaking the anticipated camaraderie. That olive branch held out to the fatty of “Ooo, here I feel like you must feel ALL THE TIME, pity me and let’s commiserate together” was set on fire by my denial of having overeaten.
Then again, maybe none of that is going through anyone’s mind. Perhaps I’m just over-thinking things. I’ve eaten too much from the Worry Tree and drunk too much from the Over-analyze Punch. Maybe the next time it comes up I’ll just smile and raise a toast, “To holiday cheer and no food fears!”