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	<title>Comments on: In Praise of Food</title>
	<link>http://manolobig.com/2008/04/13/in-praise-of-food/</link>
	<description>Fashion, Lifestyle, and Humor for the Plus Sized Woman.</description>
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		<title>By: QuiteLight</title>
		<link>http://manolobig.com/2008/04/13/in-praise-of-food/#comment-19503</link>
		<author>QuiteLight</author>
		<pubDate>Fri, 25 Apr 2008 21:59:39 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://manolobig.com/2008/04/13/in-praise-of-food/#comment-19503</guid>
		<description>Thank you, I needed to hear someone talk this confidently &#38; proudly today.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you, I needed to hear someone talk this confidently &amp; proudly today.</p>
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		<title>By: Rabia</title>
		<link>http://manolobig.com/2008/04/13/in-praise-of-food/#comment-16889</link>
		<author>Rabia</author>
		<pubDate>Thu, 17 Apr 2008 00:20:53 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://manolobig.com/2008/04/13/in-praise-of-food/#comment-16889</guid>
		<description>Dude, Shiloh, I'm in the same boat as you, but it's not random people who tell me that I'd be so pretty IF I lost X number of pounds.  It's my own parents with Daddy Dearest having a near obsession with keeping track of who's fat and who's thin.  I am so SO sick of hearing that.

I cannot tell you what a state I was in the morning of my best friend's wedding when my Dad proceeded to, in short, call me fat and incapable of taking care of myself.  I was seriously thisclose to not going to the wedding, but I'm so glad I did.  Why? Because one completely random lady went out of her way to come up to me and tell me that I looked absolutely beautiful and the colour I was wearing was gorgeous.  My dad's friend gave me a similar compliment, and I half-jokingly said, "Can you please tell my dad?"  Since then, I try to carry those two moments around in my head rather than my dad's comments.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dude, Shiloh, I&#8217;m in the same boat as you, but it&#8217;s not random people who tell me that I&#8217;d be so pretty IF I lost X number of pounds.  It&#8217;s my own parents with Daddy Dearest having a near obsession with keeping track of who&#8217;s fat and who&#8217;s thin.  I am so SO sick of hearing that.</p>
<p>I cannot tell you what a state I was in the morning of my best friend&#8217;s wedding when my Dad proceeded to, in short, call me fat and incapable of taking care of myself.  I was seriously thisclose to not going to the wedding, but I&#8217;m so glad I did.  Why? Because one completely random lady went out of her way to come up to me and tell me that I looked absolutely beautiful and the colour I was wearing was gorgeous.  My dad&#8217;s friend gave me a similar compliment, and I half-jokingly said, &#8220;Can you please tell my dad?&#8221;  Since then, I try to carry those two moments around in my head rather than my dad&#8217;s comments.</p>
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		<title>By: bonnie-ann black</title>
		<link>http://manolobig.com/2008/04/13/in-praise-of-food/#comment-16641</link>
		<author>bonnie-ann black</author>
		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Apr 2008 18:42:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://manolobig.com/2008/04/13/in-praise-of-food/#comment-16641</guid>
		<description>at a bar one time, a man said to me, "you know, if you lost some weight and wore contacts, you might be gorgeous."  i responded by saying, "if you were six inches taller and had a full head of hair, you might be gorgeous too."  he immediately told me "the wasn't nice..."  he honestly didn't get his non-right to say anything to me.  it seems most people think if they're telling you something for "your own good" they are entitled to speak about anything from religion to weight with impunity.  i have long ago learned to brush these people off.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>at a bar one time, a man said to me, &#8220;you know, if you lost some weight and wore contacts, you might be gorgeous.&#8221;  i responded by saying, &#8220;if you were six inches taller and had a full head of hair, you might be gorgeous too.&#8221;  he immediately told me &#8220;the wasn&#8217;t nice&#8230;&#8221;  he honestly didn&#8217;t get his non-right to say anything to me.  it seems most people think if they&#8217;re telling you something for &#8220;your own good&#8221; they are entitled to speak about anything from religion to weight with impunity.  i have long ago learned to brush these people off.</p>
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		<title>By: Monica P. Smight</title>
		<link>http://manolobig.com/2008/04/13/in-praise-of-food/#comment-16398</link>
		<author>Monica P. Smight</author>
		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Apr 2008 21:06:57 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://manolobig.com/2008/04/13/in-praise-of-food/#comment-16398</guid>
		<description>No one tells me I need to lose weight.

They're afraid of me.

I like it that way.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>No one tells me I need to lose weight.</p>
<p>They&#8217;re afraid of me.</p>
<p>I like it that way.</p>
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		<title>By: daisyj</title>
		<link>http://manolobig.com/2008/04/13/in-praise-of-food/#comment-16334</link>
		<author>daisyj</author>
		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Apr 2008 17:55:23 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://manolobig.com/2008/04/13/in-praise-of-food/#comment-16334</guid>
		<description>I'm a big believer in the principle of "calories per unit happiness." That is, that there should be little guilt in eating rich foods that are delicious (within reason, of course), but bland, goopy, or otherwise unfantastic junk is best left unconsumed. (I came up with this one after a few weeks of eating in the lousy cafeteria at work, where tons of lard and gallons of frying oil go into making a whole lot of nothing you want to eat. And the portions are huge.) But if a thing gives you pleasure, then you should enjoy it, because that's what pleasure is for.

After all, the whole point is to be happy, right?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m a big believer in the principle of &#8220;calories per unit happiness.&#8221; That is, that there should be little guilt in eating rich foods that are delicious (within reason, of course), but bland, goopy, or otherwise unfantastic junk is best left unconsumed. (I came up with this one after a few weeks of eating in the lousy cafeteria at work, where tons of lard and gallons of frying oil go into making a whole lot of nothing you want to eat. And the portions are huge.) But if a thing gives you pleasure, then you should enjoy it, because that&#8217;s what pleasure is for.</p>
<p>After all, the whole point is to be happy, right?</p>
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		<title>By: Twistie</title>
		<link>http://manolobig.com/2008/04/13/in-praise-of-food/#comment-16300</link>
		<author>Twistie</author>
		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Apr 2008 16:03:49 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://manolobig.com/2008/04/13/in-praise-of-food/#comment-16300</guid>
		<description>Okay, I think I need to get into my TARDIS and have dinner last night with both Mel and Toby Wollin. Those meals sound fabulous.

I do eat cottage cheese sometimes, and salad often...but only because I like them. I can't imagine eating them out of guilt.

And yes! NtB and Shiloh! I hate it when people 'helpfully' point out things like that I'm short, I'm fat, I have long hair, and then expect it to be news to me somehow. I do own several mirrors, and have been known to look in them on a fairly regular basis.

I think I may have to bake myself some scones today. It was too hot over the weekend and I had a kitchen full of stuff that didn't belong there (temporarily while Mr. Twistie does some serious reorganizing on another room), so now that the temperature has gone down a few notches and I don't have a kitchen full of guitars and amps I feel a need to do something for me. Mmmm...scones. I think I may fill them with blueberries. Then nobody else in this house will want any and they'll be mine all mine! MWAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Okay, I think I need to get into my TARDIS and have dinner last night with both Mel and Toby Wollin. Those meals sound fabulous.</p>
<p>I do eat cottage cheese sometimes, and salad often&#8230;but only because I like them. I can&#8217;t imagine eating them out of guilt.</p>
<p>And yes! NtB and Shiloh! I hate it when people &#8216;helpfully&#8217; point out things like that I&#8217;m short, I&#8217;m fat, I have long hair, and then expect it to be news to me somehow. I do own several mirrors, and have been known to look in them on a fairly regular basis.</p>
<p>I think I may have to bake myself some scones today. It was too hot over the weekend and I had a kitchen full of stuff that didn&#8217;t belong there (temporarily while Mr. Twistie does some serious reorganizing on another room), so now that the temperature has gone down a few notches and I don&#8217;t have a kitchen full of guitars and amps I feel a need to do something for me. Mmmm&#8230;scones. I think I may fill them with blueberries. Then nobody else in this house will want any and they&#8217;ll be mine all mine! MWAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!</p>
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		<title>By: dcsurfergirl</title>
		<link>http://manolobig.com/2008/04/13/in-praise-of-food/#comment-16245</link>
		<author>dcsurfergirl</author>
		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Apr 2008 13:59:50 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://manolobig.com/2008/04/13/in-praise-of-food/#comment-16245</guid>
		<description>Who ARE these people anyway?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Who ARE these people anyway?</p>
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		<title>By: Toby Wollin</title>
		<link>http://manolobig.com/2008/04/13/in-praise-of-food/#comment-16209</link>
		<author>Toby Wollin</author>
		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Apr 2008 13:11:15 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://manolobig.com/2008/04/13/in-praise-of-food/#comment-16209</guid>
		<description>I'm going to paraphrase my dear old mother's favorite saying: Don't Eat Crappy Food. Everything you put in your mouth should be something that tastes great, looks great and that you absolutely love. Eating cottage cheese and salads out of guilt is as bad as not eating anything at all. Guilt is not a good sauce for meals. Yesterday, we had roast turkey, baked sweet potatoes, a salad and a new invention: baked peaches with the crisp topping that you use for apple crisp. I froze the peaches, whole, last summer, took them out, zapped them in the microwave for 2.5 min. sliced them in half(they are still a little frozen and the pit just pops out), sprinkled the stuff on them and wa-la -- instant dessert. Yum.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m going to paraphrase my dear old mother&#8217;s favorite saying: Don&#8217;t Eat Crappy Food. Everything you put in your mouth should be something that tastes great, looks great and that you absolutely love. Eating cottage cheese and salads out of guilt is as bad as not eating anything at all. Guilt is not a good sauce for meals. Yesterday, we had roast turkey, baked sweet potatoes, a salad and a new invention: baked peaches with the crisp topping that you use for apple crisp. I froze the peaches, whole, last summer, took them out, zapped them in the microwave for 2.5 min. sliced them in half(they are still a little frozen and the pit just pops out), sprinkled the stuff on them and wa-la &#8212; instant dessert. Yum.</p>
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		<title>By: shiloh</title>
		<link>http://manolobig.com/2008/04/13/in-praise-of-food/#comment-15941</link>
		<author>shiloh</author>
		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Apr 2008 04:29:43 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://manolobig.com/2008/04/13/in-praise-of-food/#comment-15941</guid>
		<description>There's nothing that spoils my day more than folks that offer unsolicited comments of "You've such a pretty face, you should lose 10/20/30/40/50 pounds".  Hate them, hate them, hate them!  What's wrong with the way I look now - am I any less for not having huge hollows under my cheek bones, or sunken eyes or jutting bones? 

I love my food too - not just the quantity but the taste and flavor,  but I'm a lousy cook.  I'm in awe of anyone who can whip up a great meal without using a cook book.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>There&#8217;s nothing that spoils my day more than folks that offer unsolicited comments of &#8220;You&#8217;ve such a pretty face, you should lose 10/20/30/40/50 pounds&#8221;.  Hate them, hate them, hate them!  What&#8217;s wrong with the way I look now - am I any less for not having huge hollows under my cheek bones, or sunken eyes or jutting bones? </p>
<p>I love my food too - not just the quantity but the taste and flavor,  but I&#8217;m a lousy cook.  I&#8217;m in awe of anyone who can whip up a great meal without using a cook book.</p>
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		<title>By: Jennie</title>
		<link>http://manolobig.com/2008/04/13/in-praise-of-food/#comment-15930</link>
		<author>Jennie</author>
		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Apr 2008 03:57:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://manolobig.com/2008/04/13/in-praise-of-food/#comment-15930</guid>
		<description>My friend with benefits felt the need to point out that I needed to loose weight while we showering in preparation to, well, TMI.  Needless to say this really made me fell super sexy and want to get down with all that.  When I explained that this was NOT the key to making me incoherent with ecstacy, he let me know that his concern was "about my health"  I had not been body conscience around him until this time.  I would really rather have been left in the dark.  I told him that since he was not happy with my size that it wold be best if we didn't see each other until I lost 50 lbs.  I hope he is holding his breath......</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My friend with benefits felt the need to point out that I needed to loose weight while we showering in preparation to, well, TMI.  Needless to say this really made me fell super sexy and want to get down with all that.  When I explained that this was NOT the key to making me incoherent with ecstacy, he let me know that his concern was &#8220;about my health&#8221;  I had not been body conscience around him until this time.  I would really rather have been left in the dark.  I told him that since he was not happy with my size that it wold be best if we didn&#8217;t see each other until I lost 50 lbs.  I hope he is holding his breath&#8230;&#8230;</p>
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