"The End of Overeating"

With a subtitle of "Taking Control of the Insatiable American Appetite", David A. Kessler, MD has researched and written a scathing report on what food companies and restaurant chains have done to us to keep us coming back for more. It's partly our fault too for letting them do it to us.

Have you ever looked at a plate of food served to you at a restaurant and wondered how you would eat it all and then eaten it anyway? From increasing portion sizes to combining an addicting mix of sugar, salt and fat the food industry has done us all a disservice. I just need to look at my waist line to see it. We have to rehab our eating if we are to break the cycle of addiction.

Here are some quotes:

"Food rehab is the key to viewing food stimuli in new ways.

"Conditioned hypereating is a biological challenge, not a character flaw. Recovery is impossible until we stop viewing overeating as an absence of will power.

"Treating conditioned hypereating means recognizing it as a chronic problem that needs to be managed, not one that can be completely cured.

"Lapses are to be expected. Most of us are never fully cured of conditioned hypereating."

"A useful way to gauge what will truly satisfy you is to eat only half of your usual meal. ... Chances are good you will find one of those servings to be enough -- beyond that, you are eating for reward, not satiety. It often comes as a shock to realize how much less you can eat."

If you read a diet book this summer, try this one. It shouldn't be called a diet book, rather an expose of eating.

Wrens

The wren nested again this year in the hanging bird house I purchased for it last year when he fought with the chickadee for the other bird house. Lately a persistent squabbling has come from the house each time an adult wren came near. The last few days the adults couldn't fit into the house with their tender morsel to feed the babies.


Today after mowing the back lawn I noticed a head peering out the hole. I grabbed the camera to record it. I got one picture before the little wren frightened and flew out. I realized then that two others were already out when the adult wren put up a fuss about my presence.

When I turned back to put the camera away there was a fourth baby at the hole of the bird house. It posed for this picture then flew out, too to join its siblings and parents in the brush.

My Morning View

When we designed this house we never really gave a thought of what we would see outside our bedroom window. The original plans called for a patio out there, but we soon realized that wasn't where we would want to sit to entertain. Instead I put in the perennial garden laid out like a compass rose. Now I wake up and look out on the garden to see what has decided to bloom. It is delightful.
The perennial garden is starting it's 4th summer. It's got a ways to go before its the lush garden I envision. But I have to admit it's come a long way from what it was in 2006.

"The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society"

Isn't that a delightful name? It's actually the name of an historical fiction by Mary Ann Shaffer and Annie Barrows. It's set in England and the Isle of Guernsey, one of the Channel Islands, directly after World War II. The main character is an author, Juliet Ashton, who begins a correspondence with several people on the island after one of them wrote to her when they had purchased a used book that once had belonged to Juliet. The story is told through all the letters. (Remember when people wrote letters?)

I don't want to give any of the story away because it is very charming. It was one I didn't figure out along the way. Maybe I was enjoying it too much to try.