My days haven't been the most exciting ones of this year but I have been on a pretty good roll of quality eating, dare I say. For some incomprehensible reason, my occasional fast food meals started to make me sick to the point of making me bow down to the porcelain god (I am being delicate here), so I stopped eating junk food all together. Can't say I miss it.
I usually have a pretty reasonable approach towards eating and food in general -except my 'once' weakness for McDonald's- and Rachel Phipps' post on how she manages not to be a size of a house after all the glorious dining she performs on a daily basis has become a favourite of mine. I do love her blog and she is a doll, so check it out if you want a really good explanation of what is simply common sense.
Long story short, I have embraced clean and humane eating instead of pigging out. It is doing me good. Emotional eating is becoming a thing of past, slowly but surely. (Boredom is a dangerous fellow.) I am still capable of eating my weight in goat cheese and peaches but at least good french fries are not a necessity but an occasional treat. (Although I still shouldn't be trusted around Sea Salt & Vinegar Kettle Chips.) And homemade bread is delicious.