My eating habits have changed dramatically since having a child.<\/p>\n
First, I used to sit down for a meal. Like, at an actual table with CHAIRS. Second, all parts to my meal would be on the plate at once, and I would even have a coordinating beverage. Lastly, I would eat my meal, uninterrupted, until it was finished. And I would take as long as I wanted.<\/p>\n
I have always been a pretty fast eater. I actually used to pride myself in it, strangely. I remember once being served meatloaf for dinner as a child, and for some reason thought it would be “cool” to shovel it down my throat as quickly as possible so that by the time my mother turned around to sit down to the table, my plate was clean.<\/p>\n
Sick, who downs a loaf of meat?<\/p>\n
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This girl.<\/p>\n
\nMy next memory of realizing how quickly I eat was when I lived in my sorority house. Besides the formal Monday Night Dinners, every other night of the week was a serve yourself and eat-at-your-own-pace kind of scene. I remember arriving after other girls had already begun eating, and being finished before they. I also remember realizing all of this and specifically trying to eat slowly, enjoying each mouthful and putting my fork down after each bite. You know, showing some class. I tried this for a week.<\/div>\n