Enjoying the sweet life

Several years ago, Jason and I were visiting friends in Ojai, CA.

There is a sweet little bakery there that I stop by whenever I’m in town. I love to sit on their little sun-drenched patio enjoying an open-faced prosciutto, cheddar, sun dried tomato and arugula sandwich and people watch.

They also have an awesome assortment of pastries, and I particularly enjoyed their lavender shortbread cookies.

I had bought a bag for the road.

As we were cruising out of town, I offered Jason one.

He took it, looked at it, sniffed it, and bit off a corner.

He ‘mmmmmm’d’ with obvious pleasure, and said:

“That was great!”

And that was it.

He handed the rest of the cookie back to me.

He was done.

He didn’t finish the cookie. He didn’t ask for another one. And I don’t think I saw him eat another sweet the whole time we were together.

He had fully enjoyed that bite, and moved on to the next moment of his life.

At the time, I was shocked.

And impressed.

How could he just take one bite of a delicious cookie, and seem completely satisfied??

(This was the guy I had enjoyed numerous meals with all over the country. We had even organized a special meet up in Vegas for the sole purpose of sharing a Maestro’s Butter Cake -served with a separate bowl of home made whipped cream.)

Anyway, it would be a few years before I got to that same place.

Where every bite of food I put in my mouth is an effortless choice, in support of both my taste buds and my overall well being.

But it’s easy for me now.

I eat what I want, when I want.

No guilt. No shame. No pressure. No explanations.

Just freedom and lots of delicious food.

How did I do it?

I learned from Jason.

And you can too.




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