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FOOD | Don’t Be a Breakfast Fascist

Originally posted on Megan Brown’s food blog Mookie’s Food Odyssey on Sunday, February 3, 2013.


Breakfast may not be as essential as once thought. (Image courtesy of Wikimedia Commons)
Breakfast may not be as essential as once thought. (Image courtesy of Wikimedia Commons)

There’s so much conflicting advice about what we’re supposed to eat, how much and when. If you’ve ever paid attention to the often-changing food pyramid, you know what I mean. And then, there’s the confusion over whether snacks are good or bad. It is three square meals or five petite ones? Honestly, I dropped ten pounds when I was on a two-meal-a-day plan while traveling in Europe. I ate hearty lunches or dinners with a creme fraiche and berry dessert. Breakfast, which I ate religiously, was all about Meuslix and fruit.

However, as this Alternet article suggests, a morning meal might not be as necessary as your gym rat cousin has told you all these years. Suddenly, I feel relieved. I don’t know whether I was bored with cereal and oatmeal or too lazy to make eggs, but it’s rare that I eat a ‘proper’ breakfast when I don’t go to a restaurant for it.

When I am hungry in the morning, I often find myself reaching for apples or other fruit. It’s something I remember from the Skinny Bitches who, I might add, are militant vegans. They’d hate to know that I’m breaking most of their rules. Unlike the USDA, the Skinny Bitches’ guidelines never change:

Don’t eat bananas. Eat fruit by itself. Don’t drink coffee. It’s dehydrating. Don’t drink cow’s milk. And on and on…

I’m sure they’d have given me a “C” for yesterday’s breakfast effort. I inhaled a peanut butter granola bar and didn’t drink any water. But, I took my coffee black! If they think I can do any better on Saturday mornings before work, then they’re smoking some sort of green tea infused deluding burrito with vegan cheese on top.

I love the Skinny Bitches — specifically their food politics — but the best I can changes from day to day. There’s only so much breakfast boot camp I can endure before I finally buy a doughnut, and go for a hike.