Snack cake story

All the food talk about Twinkies and Ho Ho's from the thread about the
person coming to the US reminded me of a story I thought I'd share...

Years ago a friend and I used to rent movies and we'd stop at a
convenience store for snacks. We always bought a particular brand of
"snack cake" that were tasty. (the brand escapes me). We'd get home,
pop in the movie, turn off the lights and have a sugar-fest. After my
first bite of snack cake that night I thought it tasted kinda odd.. not
the usual flavor. I figured I bought it, I should eat the dang thing.
After all, I may just be getting a cold or something and my taste buds
are off. I finished one cake in a double pack and just didn't feel like
eating the other. Halfway throught he movie my stomach turned sour and
I ran to the bathroom to yawn in technicolor. When the movie was over
and the light came on I looked at the other half of the cake, it looked
fine but after throwing up the first half the second didn't hold any
more magic for me. When I tossed the second half of the cake in the
garbage the cake came loose from the package and flipped upside down.
The entire bottom of the cake was covered in blue and green mold.

Laura B.
(Who is forever cured of eating convenience store pastries)

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"Laura B." wrote:

All the food talk about Twinkies and Ho Ho's from the thread about the
person coming to the US reminded me of a story I thought I'd share...

Years ago a friend and I used to rent movies and we'd stop at a
convenience store for snacks. We always bought a particular brand of
"snack cake" that were tasty. (the brand escapes me). We'd get home,
pop in the movie, turn off the lights and have a sugar-fest. After my
first bite of snack cake that night I thought it tasted kinda odd.. not
the usual flavor. I figured I bought it, I should eat the dang thing.
After all, I may just be getting a cold or something and my taste buds
are off. I finished one cake in a double pack and just didn't feel like
eating the other. Halfway throught he movie my stomach turned sour and
I ran to the bathroom to yawn in technicolor. When the movie was over
and the light came on I looked at the other half of the cake, it looked
fine but after throwing up the first half the second didn't hold any
more magic for me. When I tossed the second half of the cake in the
garbage the cake came loose from the package and flipped upside down.
The entire bottom of the cake was covered in blue and green mold.

Laura B.
(Who is forever cured of eating convenience store pastries)

In the dark, certainly!

Ugh.

Priscilla

In article , says...
Years ago a friend and I used to rent movies and we'd stop at a
convenience store for snacks. We always bought a particular brand of
"snack cake" that were tasty. (the brand escapes me). We'd get home,

I had a similar experience when I was a kid with worms in a 3 Musketeers bar --
BLEAH!

I consider HoHos to be a major part in a defining moment in my eating patterns.
When I was about 13 (back in 1968) my sister used her allowance to buy an ENTIRE
BOX of HoHos, which she chomped with delight in front of me, refusing to share.
I was absolutely STUNNED! It had NEVER occurred to me that *I* could buy in
QUANTITY, rather than a little pack of 2-3 HoHos. Sure MOM bought things like
that in quantity for 3 kids, but kids themselves generally buy things one item at
a time. Once a quantity of anything was acquired in our house, however, it was a
race to gobble them up before a sibling (usually my brother) would steal the rest
of them. From then on, I bought in quantity whenever I could afford it and ate
'em up while they were still in my possession.

I also remember that somewhere in that timeframe (give or take a couple of years)
they changed the formula for HoHos and other Hostess snack cakes. They used to
taste MUCH better (as far as those things go), but after they started fortifying
them with vitamins, they took on a chemical taste that wasn't there prior to
that. Ah, the good old days :-)

--
Saffire
205/158/125 - 5'2.5"
Atkins since 6/14/03
Progress photo: http://photos.yahoo.com/saffire333

From then on, I bought in quantity whenever I could afford it and ate
'em up while they were still in my possession.


I hear ya. Sometimes my overeating stems from me being afraid I'd be
hungry later and there won't be anything to eat. That's a hard one to kick.

There was three kids in my family too. Things disapeared fast. My Dad
was always out of town and my Mom slept about 20 hours a day so we all
had to feed ourselves. I remember fighting over food. I'll never
forget once when I fixed myself some canned chicken noodle soup and my
older sister realized what I was eating. She got mad and told me she'd
been planning to eat it and that the measuring cup I'd used to fix it
had just had earthworms in it. I still to this day have a hard time
eating Cambell's chicken noodle soup.

At about the age of 13 I realized I could either hide things in my room,
beg mom for a box of my own or sneak things into the grocery cart so no
one else even knew they exisisted. I always kept a stash of beef jerky,
pistatio nuts and candy. I found an industrial sized candy bar under my
matress once that had to have been 5 years old. It had turned completely
white.

I don't feel the need to hide food anymore but I still overeat due to a
fear the food will be gone and I'll get hungry later. I also have a
compulsion to finish all food. I couldn't throw away sweets if my life
depended on it. (unless it was moldy and just make me puke ;-) I'd eat
it all while it's fresh so it won't go bad weather I was hungry or not.

It's been easy starting LC this time because I live (mostly) alone with
my daughter now. She's not a big sugar fanatic nor does she crave carbs.
We eat meats and veggies and when she does feel like something sweet
she eats my SF candy. I was very careful raising her because I
recognized where my food issues came from. I never made her eat if she
didn't want too and always made sure there something healthy for her to
snack on. She eats tiny little portions (like we all should) and has a
perfect figure. I hope she keeps it as an adult.

Laura B.

"Laura B." wrote:


I hear ya. Sometimes my overeating stems from me being afraid I'd be
hungry later and there won't be anything to eat. That's a hard one to kick.

We call that preventive eating. It is a very bad habit.

Jean M
Loser and Quitter
--
-348/312/180 - 5'10"
-Atkins Since 01/28/04
-Quit Smoking 03/07/04
-Curves Since 03/26/04

I had a maggot in a bucket of Kentucky Fried Chicken once. Returned all
the chicken, got my money back, and I hate that stuff to this day.

--
Cheri
Type 2, no meds for now.

LCer09 wrote in message
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In article ,

says...
Years ago a friend and I used to rent movies and we'd stop at a
convenience store for snacks. We always bought a particular brand
of
"snack cake" that were tasty. (the brand escapes me). We'd get
home,

I had a similar experience when I was a kid with worms in a 3
Musketeers bar

"Laura B." wrote in message ...

I don't feel the need to hide food anymore but I still overeat due to
a
fear the food will be gone and I'll get hungry later.

I saw this happen with my best friend.

He used to be a serious overeater. He would eat whether he was hungry
or not. He had a "scarcity mentality" about food.

He lived in a house with a lot of people living there at once (various
"crashers"; several generations of relatives) where food would pretty
much dissappear as soon as it was brought home, plus he wasn't
encouraged to do his own cooking.

For a long time after he got his own money and after he moved out, he
still had the "fight for food" mentality - he always had a fear factor
in there about whether there was enough food in front of him. I
remember eating at a wonderful restaurant with him where the portions
were (to most people's judgement) small. Enough food for me - I'm a
small eater. He ate the small serving of lasagna, and was full, but
still felt anxious and upset that they hadn't brought him a larger
portion. He never went back to that restaurant.

He would eat and eat - an appetizer, a huge dinner and a dessert. Or
often, he would order something huge then leave some of it on his
plate after he reached capacity. The food had to be in front of him
and visible even if he wasn't going to eat it.

Later, he started recognizing his emotional eating, and the fear and
scarcity issues that were behind his overeating, and he stopped
overeating. He has lost a lot of weight!

He is still somewhat overweight - but I would no longer call him
"fat". He has also become rather active. And he hasn't changed *what*
he eats - but just in overcoming the "fight for food" mentality he has
made strides.

Thank you all, this was probably the best thing you could've done for
any cravings I have for snack cakes and candy.

Now, does anyone have a french fry story?? I could use that.

wilson burbled across the ether:
I saw this happen with my best friend.

He used to be a serious overeater. He would eat whether he was hungry
or not. He had a "scarcity mentality" about food.

He lived in a house with a lot of people living there at once (various
"crashers"; several generations of relatives) where food would pretty
much dissappear as soon as it was brought home, plus he wasn't
encouraged to do his own cooking.

For a long time after he got his own money and after he moved out, he
still had the "fight for food" mentality - he always had a fear factor
in there about whether there was enough food in front of him. I
remember eating at a wonderful restaurant with him where the portions
were (to most people's judgement) small. Enough food for me - I'm a
small eater. He ate the small serving of lasagna, and was full, but
still felt anxious and upset that they hadn't brought him a larger
portion. He never went back to that restaurant.

He would eat and eat - an appetizer, a huge dinner and a dessert. Or
often, he would order something huge then leave some of it on his
plate after he reached capacity. The food had to be in front of him
and visible even if he wasn't going to eat it.

Later, he started recognizing his emotional eating, and the fear and
scarcity issues that were behind his overeating, and he stopped
overeating. He has lost a lot of weight!

He is still somewhat overweight - but I would no longer call him
"fat". He has also become rather active. And he hasn't changed *what*
he eats - but just in overcoming the "fight for food" mentality he has
made strides.

I have a friend like that. His trouble was not too many people in the
house, but no house at all. When he was a kid his mom was pretty
neglectful-- so much so that he ended up in the state orphanage system
and there wasn't a lot there either. He tells the story of volunteering
to work the orphanage's farm so he could get first crack at the
vegetables he was hoeing. He'd eat them right out of the ground he was
so hungry. After he reached maturity, he joined the army where he had
access to plenty for the first time and began overeating for the exact
same reason, but as he was very physically active he didn't put on the
weight. Then he was homeless for several years, and that reinforced his
fear quite a bit. He's starting to realize that a lot of his eating is
emotional, but he's got a ways to go yet.

--
revek www.geocities.com/tanirevek/LowCarb.html lowcarbing since June
2002 5'2" 41 F 165+/too much/size seven petite please
Q. How many surrealists does it take to change a light bulb?
A. FISH!
What? you don't get it?? Then I guess surrealism isn't your cup of fur.

revek wrote:

He's starting to realize that a lot of his eating is
emotional, but he's got a ways to go yet.


wilson burbled across the ether:

I saw this happen with my best friend.

He used to be a serious overeater. He would eat whether he was hungry
or not. He had a "scarcity mentality" about food.


While I was reading this thread I realized something else about myself.
Part of my "scarcity mentality" as Wilson puts it stems from my
fathers criticism. If I headed back to the kitchen as a kid for a snack
he'd give me hard time about "being hungry already?" If I ate more at
meals I wouldn't be snack hunting so soon after dinner. When I'm on my
own I tend to eat small amounts all day long. I'm sure it seems like
I'm forever in the kitchen but I eat a lot less this way.

My daughter and I moved in with my folks when me ex and I split two
years ago. We'll be here another two years until I finish college.
This works out well for everyone cause my folks travel about 6 months of
the year. But ya know what? I DO still head back to the kitchen for
food after dinner but I wait till my Dad's sleeping. 36-years-old and
still worried about his critisism. Amazing.

Laura B.
(who's gotten a lot of insite from this thread. Thanks everyone)