My sister forwarded something to me from the “Post Secret” community art project blog (“where people mail in their secrets anonymously on one side of a postcard”). She thought I could relate to one particular postcard this week:
I spoke a bit about my ups and downs with rice and daal in the post Please… No more Rice! Don’t get me wrong, I like rice. I enjoy eating rice from time to time. But where I start struggling is when I am asked to eat rice every day, multiple times a day, in large large quantities. Oh man, I’m finally starting to rebound in the rice and daal department after our trip to Nepal last summer, but for a while I couldn’t look at a pile of rice and lentils without having that sickening feeling of being constantly over-stuffed and heavy and on the verge of developing bulimia (I say that half jokingly, but I’m not sure how much longer I could keep up the eating stamina).
It is kind of nice to know that others out there can get sick of eating rice after a while as well (even “Asians”– vindication!!!)
And in the meantime, I have leftover rice and egg curry for lunch today ;)