Extreme moderation.

How many pasties are too many?

Slim people eat chocolate and chips, not necessarily at the same time or on the same plate.

It’s true, I’ve seen them do it. It’s just that they don’t eat chocolate and chips and deep fried Brie every meal time everyday. I’m trying to adopt ‘a slim head’, a thin persons mentality but I’m finding the idea of moderation when dealing with some foods difficult.

I’ve recently been interviewed for a radio program about dieting. The blog generally and in particular the post ‘Diets; a personal reflection’ has made me an expert dieter apparently. Expert at dieting but not expert at being slim….shame. I don’t think I made an absolute tit of myself although on my way home I kept revisiting the conversation and questions, wishing I’d said something clever or funny or even just succinct, I know I have a tendency to ramble. I couldn’t quite remember what had been said while recording and what was just chat. Anyhow the interviewer, Mr Mann, obviously an expert in his field, asked me either on tape or not; What particular food was my diet nemesis? Pasties was my answer, I pointed out that it’s relatively easy to avoid pasties living in London, because I don’t want any old pasty, I want a fabulous, premium pasty and these are mainly to be found closer to Cornwall. So far, so good, but then, bam! part two of the question; Do I consider a pasty to be a meal or a snack?

Oh dear.

I knew my answer would underline my hopeless Fat Tart status. In my world pasties can be slipped in between meals, or be a meal, a pasty nibble, between pasty snacks before pasty meals. All while lounging on a pasty shaped sofa, leaning on a pasty shaped cushion, wearing a dress made of fabric printed with pictures of pasties……

What if he’d asked me how many pasties are too many? I would’ve had to stand mute.

Obviously I have to try harder, simple moderation is insufficient as an approach. Extreme moderation will have to be the way forward. I won’t even look at a pasty.