As a former and in recovery closet eater, see other post about the candybar on the street, I used to think of my food in my binges as my "friends". How sad but that was where I was at in those days! I was making "friends" with the wrong "people".
I got it right away what you meant!! Tongue in cheek! Got cha girl! I am glad though that you are willing to say good-bye. As is often-said, with friends like that who needs enemies!
Here's to more of the same!
Thanks for sharing!