Since I’ve lost weight, it’s been hard to find restaurants
that have food I actually want to eat. I’ve written before about my husband’s
favorite restaurant, a neighborhood Italian place that serves LOTS of pasta.
They serve salads too, but here’s the thing: salads are not their specialty, so
they don’t do salads all that well. Their salads mainly involve chunks of
iceberg lettuce (which taste like nothing to me), a few slices of tomato (that
are usually pink and mealy), a half a dozen black olives, maybe a sliver of red
onion and that’s about it. Why would I go to a restaurant and pay restaurant
prices for something as uninspired as that? On the other hand, they do pasta
very well, but, alas, I don’t want to eat pasta anymore.
It’s not just this one restaurant though. Go to a diner, or
a chain restaurant, or even a cozy, local pub, and what will you find? Club sandwiches
stacked three inches high. Bacon cheddar burgers. Quesadillas and enchiladas
and burritos slathered with guacamole and melted jack cheese. Enormous plates
of French fries. In fact, most restaurant entrees are enormous. Why is that? My
husband will say, “But, look, they also have salads.” Yes, every one of these
restaurants has a salad with grilled chicken. I wish I had a dollar for every
salad with grilled chicken I’ve eaten since I’ve lost weight – I’d be quite
wealthy by now!
I’ve found a few
places that serve food I actually want to eat. Maybe it’s a nice piece of
grilled salmon with asparagus. Or an egg-white omelet full of veggies. Or a
restaurant that is very flexible and will allow me to customize a dish, have it
without butter, or substitute steamed broccoli for the rice pilaf. Every now
and then, my husband even agrees to go with me to one of those “good”
restaurants. So, you see, there is still reason to hope.
Sometimes I wonder, could the average restaurant survive if
it offered only healthy food? It seems to me that most restaurants thrive on promising
an indulgent experience and I think they definitely deliver on that pledge!
What else can you call an 1,800 calorie hamburger? But my real question is
this: why does indulgence have to mean gorging on fattening food? Couldn’t
indulgence also be defined as paying more attention to how a dish is seasoned,
cooking it just right, or pairing foods whose flavors complement each other
perfectly? Taking the time and care to prepare a meal that is truly delicious,
as opposed to what I do most evenings, which is cook as fast as possible so I
can eat and get on to whatever else I have to do that night.
We’re ordering takeout from a local pizza place tonight. I
will ponder these questions as I eat my salad with chicken.
This is such a classic diet problem, Sandy. When eating out, even when something on the menu sounds reasonably healthy, who knows how it's prepared? Still looking for the answer to this one...
ReplyDeleteBen
Well, you have to ask a lot of quetions and be a general PITA. I don't like that, but it is what it is.
DeleteYou know what I also found? When it comes to preparing healthy food, no restaurant makes it as well as I can at home.I got so frustrated ordering salmons and vegetables that would come out soggy and flavorless when I could make the same thing at come for a fraction of the price and have it bursting with flavor. Sadly (or is it?) I've come to realize that eating out is NOT synonymous with eating WELL.
ReplyDeleteThat's an interesting comment. I guess I've always equated going out to eat with good food. Hmmm, you've got me thinking.
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