Sunday, May 15, 2011

A Story About Late Night Eating

A dear relative told me a story today relevant to the issue many of us have of eating late at night. His grandmother was living with her family and they cared for her in every way. She was a simple, holy (and thin) woman who had survived many hardships - including the Holocaust - in her long life. Once she woke up in the middle of the night and her family asked her how she was feeling. She said she felt fine but a bit hungry. So they prepared her a nice plate of chicken and accoutrements. She looked at them like they were crazy. She had in mind a piece of an apple or orange, maybe a cup of water to go with it. In her (straight thinking) mind, who would eat chicken when it wasn't meal time, particularly very late at night!? (I did last night.)


Blogger Anne D said...

Late-night eating is a huge problem for me. I need to get myself upstairs and in bed, reading, much earlier to avoid the temptation.

On the other hand, there is late-night hunger and there is late-night Hunger:

One of my favorite essays.

May 17, 2011 at 11:36 AM  

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