Don't Tell Jamie Oliver

Nineteen times out of twenty, I'm devoted to the cause.  I think real people should cook real food.  Healthy food, made from real ingredients and not processed crap.  I definitely think people should be able to identify the difference between a potato and a tomato.  I eat real food, that I've generally prepared myself.  These days I'm even learning a bit about cutting back on or eliminating some of the white sugar and white flour in things.  I'm on board with the "Food Revolution"

But the twentieth time?  That time I just want Macdonalds.  And not one of their new salad options either.  I want a cheeseburger (no mustard, no onions, no pickles), and chicken mcnuggets, and french fries.  Preferably all consumed in the same artery clogging meal.  I still want chicken mcnuggets even after Jamie demonstrated how they're made and what they're made of last year on "The Food Revolution."

I had Macdonalds last night.  The very meal described above.  It motivated me all afternoon as I trekked across the city on foot and by transit, crossing errands off my list of things to do.  I plotted what I would order, and thought about how much I was going to enjoy it.  And I didn't even feel guilty about it (well, maybe a little guilty, but it was totally guilty pleasure!)

Today, I'll be back on the wagon.

Please don't tell Jamie.

(and, by the way, if you haven't watched Jamie's TED prize talk, you need to.  It's linked up above where I mention that I think it's important for kids to be able to identify vegetables correctly.)