Coffee Table Declarations
Tuesday, March 30, 2004
Remember being a little kid and swimming in someone's backyard pool? Remember how after a couple of hours, someone's mother would bring out a snack - it could be sandwiches, it could be cheese curls, it makes no difference - and for some inexplicable reason you would realize that you were ravenously hungry and you would proceed to shovel food into your small face while sitting in the sun, dripping onto the cement, and inhaling the scent of fresh chlorine?
Well that is exactly how I feel after water aerobics. Well, sort of. As I am driving home, wet hair wrapped in a bun, heater blasting to offset the cold air outside, I always realize that I am ravenously hungry. It must be a long standing association between chlorine and cheese curls that kicks my appetite into high gear. Needless to say, I fantasize about stopping for food at every place that I pass. Mmmmmm... sushi restaurant.... mmmmm... convenience store full of snacks... etc. I restrain myself due to practicality and monetary frugality and nutrition consciousness, but it doesn't stop me from thinking about it.
Unfortunately by far the most convenient place to stop, if I were so inclined, would be a drive through MacDonald's. It's cheap, it's easy, it's always open, and there are like, a thousand between the YMCA and my apartment. Last night I counted three brightly lit, beckoning, with a promise of gratification that can only come from grease and fat. Luckily, the idea of eating MacDonald's food repulses me sufficiently enough that even in desparation I would be reluctant to subject my body to it.
What I wish is that there was a place that had all of the inexpense, convenience, and drive-though ability of MacDonald's, but that it were a place you could enjoy the food without a side of guilt. Why doesn't someone create a healthy fast food chain? MacHealthy's? HealthDonald's? Seriously, there is a gap in the market that is just begging to be filled. Think about it: a drive-through, open-late, inexpensive place where you could get salad wraps and smoothies. Heck, I'll start the chain myself... who's with me?
Well that is exactly how I feel after water aerobics. Well, sort of. As I am driving home, wet hair wrapped in a bun, heater blasting to offset the cold air outside, I always realize that I am ravenously hungry. It must be a long standing association between chlorine and cheese curls that kicks my appetite into high gear. Needless to say, I fantasize about stopping for food at every place that I pass. Mmmmmm... sushi restaurant.... mmmmm... convenience store full of snacks... etc. I restrain myself due to practicality and monetary frugality and nutrition consciousness, but it doesn't stop me from thinking about it.
Unfortunately by far the most convenient place to stop, if I were so inclined, would be a drive through MacDonald's. It's cheap, it's easy, it's always open, and there are like, a thousand between the YMCA and my apartment. Last night I counted three brightly lit, beckoning, with a promise of gratification that can only come from grease and fat. Luckily, the idea of eating MacDonald's food repulses me sufficiently enough that even in desparation I would be reluctant to subject my body to it.
What I wish is that there was a place that had all of the inexpense, convenience, and drive-though ability of MacDonald's, but that it were a place you could enjoy the food without a side of guilt. Why doesn't someone create a healthy fast food chain? MacHealthy's? HealthDonald's? Seriously, there is a gap in the market that is just begging to be filled. Think about it: a drive-through, open-late, inexpensive place where you could get salad wraps and smoothies. Heck, I'll start the chain myself... who's with me?
