I've posted before about my partner, who has always been a normal-weight person, and how I've watched her eating habits. Sure enough, hers are different from mine. She's the one who ate part of a 12-chip bag of Doritos and then left the rest near her placemat at the kitchen counter for three (3) days. Yes, of course I kept track. Yes, she kept forgetting about them.

Just now, she made another classic move that I just had to share with you. Recently she bought a package of Oreos. I'm fortunate in that at the moment, I don't care about them at all. However, when we got home from lunch she got herself three Oreo cookies. Then she opened them up and scraped off the white filling, put it in a napkin, and threw it away.

I said, "Why did you do that?"

She said, "Oh, I don't like the frosting. It's too sweet. I'd just buy the chocolate cookie part, if I could. And it's hard to find a cookie like that."

OK then!

Jay

I'd eat the napkin if it meant I would also get the frosting!

The "leaving the remainder of what was already a tiny portion of Doritos for days on end" thing cracks me up. It is like she's a different species than me.

My husband is like this, but he's overweight yet only because he eats the most horrendous stuff and doesn't exercise. Anyway, he eats whatever he wants which is all junk and will leave half a piece of cake because he's full. If he ate what he eats the way I eat, he'd probably weigh twice what he weighs. If I could eat what I eat the way he eats I'd be a rail! That's my biggest struggle, my sweet tooth and my inability to stop when I'm full/satisfied. If I could conquer this, the world would be perfect

Hahahaha - I had a roommate like that (who is now my very best friend, we just don't live together anymore) and going out to eat with her gets so frustrating. I try and match her eating habits, and end up eating again as soon as I get home! She's a tiny little thing, and VERY active. Grrrr!

Ahh, one of the lucky ones. She eats whatever she wants - she just doesn't want all that much. *sigh*

I betcha she *forgets* to eat occasionally too.

On a side note, maybe she's on to something. Maybe Nabisco could actually market a cookie like that. "Just the Cookie Part". It would be the anti-double stuff cookie.

My 15 yo son doesn't like cake.

Doesn't. Like. Cake.

And, yes, I am sure I gave birth to him.

My DH will leave 2 bites of cheeseburger on his plate because he is full.
I am a victim of growing up as part of the "clean plate club". Even now, when I plan, I put on my plate what I have planned to eat and I will eat what I planned.

Some people don't have food problems. I am mystified by their behaviors. I can model them, emulate them, adopt the behaviors, but deep down inside still lives the person who can eat half a cake without blinking if I'm not careful.

About the cookie-only oreo, I think what she is looking for is Nabisco Famous Chocolate Wafers. They're usually tucked away in the "ice cream toppings" section. I use them once a year to make a chocolate cookie crust for grasshopper pie for thanksgiving.

I used to be able to leave 2 bites of a cheeseburger. I didn't grow up in the clean plate club. However, DH definitely did, and sadly he has influenced me over the years. (He's also influenced me to exercise regularly, so it's not all bad!) I managed the other weekend to leave half a slice of carrot cake on my plate (which DH promptly ate), but it was my second slice and I was full after the first one.

A. Mere. Blink. Of. An. Eye.

Yes, I've got my wonderful habits and roadblocks in place... and boy oh boy do I STILL have to go to them. I've accepted that though and am okay with it. And luckily, there are times where I really don't have to pull out all the stops to put the brakes on, but other times.... that's not the case. LOVE the times when it's ez shmeazy to resist that stuff.

Doesn't like cake?

My mom is like this. She has never weighed more than 129 lbs. in her life, and that was when she was 9 months pregnant for me and my brother and sister. Yes, she has always been active, and no, she doesn't really "like" food. It isn't an issue for her. I obviously did not get much of her DNA.

However, when I went to kindergarten, I was very skinny and she was worried about me. She took me to the doctor and the doc said "she's very healthy, just very active and doesn't really care much for food". "When she's hungry, she'll eat". Mom has told me this story about a million times. He also told her to take milk away from me because I was filling up on it and not needing food.

In Mom's wisdom, she refused to believe what my doc told her and decided to attack this problem with her own wisdom. She made me eat everything on my plate and every sitting, even if it meant I had to sit there until 9:00 at night and the dinette lights were turned off and everyone else was in the living room watching TV. She also had a lunch monitor stand behind me at school and make sure I ate everything on my plate. It went on at school through the 3rd grade and at home for more years than that. Talk about embarrassing. But, by God, I learned to eat every last morsel on my plate, and then some.

Come to think of it, maybe I did have more of my Mom's DNA afterall and was forced to have habits that weren't my own naturally. Talk about a lightbulb moment.

I scrape the icing off of cake....... and then just eat the icing. lol

That's an awesome story. I don't like the middle part of the oreo either. I don't like cool whip, whip cream, or that icing that you find on most cakes or cheap bakeries, and especially those white cream filled pastries. It tastes like soap to me. Weird, I know.

I've found that I can't remember the last time I binged. I take every little thing I put into my mouth into consideration before I do it. I bought a bag of cheetos last week, there is still 2/3 of the bag left in my desk drawer. They are probably stale by now. It was one of those 99 cent bags.

I think in time, I've just realized that I am in control. It's a victory, b/c I don't give in to food that I used to think was taunting me to eat it. I stop when I'm full, however, there isn't a day that goes by where I don't wish I can have a big bag of peanut m&m's or ice cream. The cravings are still there. All the time.

Talking about naturally thin people... how can they do that? where in the brain is that power???
Or it isn't really a power... but just the way things are for them...
I have this thin friend that leaves stuff on her plate....
One time we were offered a piece of strawberry cake with some delicious feeling... while I was almost done with mine and already thinking if they would offer me another piece, my friend showed her piece holding it with the tips of her fingers, like it was disgusting and asking me if I would finish her piece because she could not do it, since it was too sweet!!!
It has to be something different in our brain!!!!
Why people react different to food?!?!?!
I want to scream when I see people trowing a little piece of left over in the garbage... One more bite and it is gone!!! Why trash it??? Why can't I trash it when it is my food??? well, I never feel full anyway... so I eat until the very last morsel is gone.
So sad!!!

I'm sure DS11 gets a big kick out of leaving bites on his plate - spouse and I both probably have totally boggled expressions. And it kills both of us to NOT say, "FINISH THAT!!!" But when he's done, he is done, and because I have been here for a couple of years, I've learned to shut up and excuse him from the table.

So, JayEll, at your house, was it once like the nursery rhyme about Jack Sprat & his wife. I mean the one that goes: "Jack Sprat would eat no fat/His wife would eat no lean" and then something about how, between them, they licked the plate clean. Did you formerly eat the icing on the Oreos while your partner ate the cookie part?

I don't know why I don't have those natural reflexes, either. My attitude toward food is all about latching on like a fat little tick & sucking & sucking & sucking it all in till I'm about ready to burst. It's all about prolonging the pleasure, to the point of drowning in it & becoming unconscious, or about vague fears of having it dry up & disappear, which requires having it all NOW, while it's there in front of me, right NOW, ALL OF IT, and also defending it against anyone who might covet it or try to take some, like a dog snarling over her bone. Those are the feelings I have when I've got a food that really sings its evil little song of seduction to me.

My boss (tiny thing of course) always says "OMG I forgot to eat".
How do you forget to eat???!!!!! I mean really - forget.to.eat???
Is that a special kind of stupid reserved only for the naturally skinny??