I am no saint when it comes to food consumption. I can think of so many instances where I let something go to waste in the fridge or don't finish my plate at a restaurant, and the thought of exactly how much food I have personally wasted is slightly sickening. There is no excuse for food left in the fridge -- what a clumsy error! My biggest sin: the cartons of cream-on-top yogurt that get shoved to the back of the fridge and forgotten until way past the expiration date. Such a waste.
Yet another case in point: I had lunch at Ruby's Diner, a SoCal favorite, on Friday with a girlfriend. I ordered the veggie tacos and she ordered a salad with chicken -- standard fare at Ruby's. The plates arrive, and our eyes go round: my two little tacos are stuffed to the brim and even spilling out, and Rachelle's salad bowl is a half foot tall and packed with food. Neither of us can finish, and are forced to send a half the salad back as well as an unfinished taco.
I try not to blame myself for not finishing food at restaurants. I think portions have increased exponentially at American restaurants, resulting in our cultural obesity epidemic. I'm certainly not talking about foodie restaurants such as the French Laundry or my favorite taco stand in Laguna Beach, but the places a vast majority of middle America frequent with veracity. Applebee's, Outback Steakhouse, Panera, and steakhouses like Ruth's Chris and Morton's that serve giant portions that often go unfinished. It's a chicken-and-egg dilemma: would restaurants be serving such large portions if consumers didn't demand them? Would consumers be so obese if not offered gigantic portions?
Food for thought today.