My Naughty Food Diary

I've never really been a diary writer.
When I was young(er), my sis read my freakin' diary, and from that moment on, I stopped writing. Damn, it was embarrassing.

I realized that my blogs are somehow my public diaries...sometimes I write embarrassing stuff about myself, but surely, I've got secrets. Plenty of them.

Let's take food, for example.
I post memorable things that I ate or cooked, even if they sucked. Reading a few posts, you may have some ideas about what kind of food I like to eat, what kind of food I manage to cook/bake.

Some people may think I eat healthy, while others know exactly how unhealthy my diet is....but I've got food secrets, for sure.

So, I've decided to bare it all, tried documenting what I ate the whole day, yesterday.
Every single bite, no cheating, no eating less than normal, no censoring, no omitting. Except maybe a couple glasses of plain water.

Frankly, the result scared me a little.

The first picture was my breakfast, one cup of capuccino from office's coffee machine with 1 cube of sugar, and a couple of coffee buns from Yamazaki bakery. I like dipping my bun into my coffee, while reading the headlines of my free morning paper in the office before work. This breakfast will fill me up until about 11 am when I felt hungry.

Since I didn't cook the day before, I didn't bring a lunch box to work. None of us wanted to go out in these rainy, hot summer days, so we ordered lunch from a Vietnamese food eatery. I had Grilled Chicken Fillet with Tomato Rice plus Fried Egg and washed the meal down with a cup of hot jasmine tea.
The single slice of cucumber and tomato were the only vegetable/fruit I had so far.

I tried my best not to finish the delicious tomato rice, ate about half of the rice and finished everything else in the box. After this big lunch, I had to struggle to stay awake at work without another cup of coffee.
How many times did I hit "backspace" to correct typos? Uncountable!


I normally started to feel hungry around 5 pm. I didn't keep any food at work on purpose, preventing me from snacking. I didn't cook yesterday...due to...(thinking hard to find excuses)...well, just didn't feel like it. My dinner was from Maxim's fast food, it's a kiddie meal I always love. Spaghetti Bolognaise with fried chicken drumstick, fried cheese potatoes and jelly cubes, with low sugar iced green tea.
It's a kiddie meal, but it doesn't mean that it's small. The portion was rather big, and I ate almost everything, except a couple cubes of jelly. Again, all meat, lack of fruits or vegetables. I felt guilty.

So, I went to the supermarket and grabbed a bunch of grapes to eat while surfing the net, updating my facebook and tracking the course of typhoon Goni.

Stopping there would've been bad enough for me....but I went on my eating rampage.

Sous chef asked if we should have some ice cream while watching my current favorite TV show, my guilty pleasure...

...who could say no to that?
I couldn't. I had half a bowl of this fruit sherbet.
Very summery, super refreshing.
I was too happy to feel guilty.


Sous chef didn't stop there. He poured a glass of red wine, which was supposedly healthy. BUT, opened a bag of cuttlefish corn snack, which is pretty much the epitome of unhealthiness, and we proceeded to pop these crunchy balls while watching TV (very dangerous, please don't try this at home). Didn't finish the whole bag, but the damage was done.

Loads of bad food, barely moved my ass.

I should never question why I weigh this much. The reasons were all clearly written here. Hehehe