I had an interesting experience today.  I was at the Denny’s diner in Nashua, NH and I ordered a steak and cheese sandwich with bacon cheese fries.  We went there because my nephew had never been to a Denny’s (the chain, not the restaurant in Greenfield, AC).  I rather enjoyed the steak sandwich, but my bacon cheese fries were bland and uninteresting.

Mind you, I’m actively trying to enjoy vegetables more and to incorporate more robust flavors into my home cooking.  I just didn’t think that the effects would be so profound so quickly.

After all, I felt like I deserved those bacon cheese fries for accompanying Kara to (yet another) orchid show.  I even wore camouflage pants and a bright orange shirt, the better to protect my “snowneck” cred.  What self-respecting snowneck doesn’t enjoy bacon cheese fries?

Well, apparently me.  Now maybe I could place the blame on the fries or the cheese or even *gasp!* the bacon.  But I suspect that it was me.

Why?  Because later on tonight, I bought some mini cinnamon rolls- a kind that I usually like.  I didn’t enjoy them either.

I think that some part of me is doing a better job of saying, “whoa, you’ve had enough salty fat today!”  This is an interesting new experience, possibly the result of seriously trying to hold and conform to a specific intention:

“I am eating more vegetables and fewer carbs.”

What’s interesting is how short of a time I’ve been holding it- about since the beginning of February.  Obviously, I need to continue to work on it because it’s starting to become easier to maintain.

Truth be told, on some conscious level I wanted neither the bacon cheese fries, nor the cinnamon rolls.  But instead of listening to my “human” brain, I let my “lizard” brain purchase the food, and it left me unsatisfied.

This is cool.  Way to go, human brain!

Now I just need to listen better…