If this is bad, I don’t want to be good.

Photo credit: Torbenh (Flickr)

Photo credit: Torbenh (Flickr)

What is it about guilt that makes it so delicious? Whether it’s sleeping in, watching hours of TV, or listening to Bon Jovi, there’s something indulgent about doing something you’re not supposed to.

And when it comes to food, it’s entirely another thing. When I was in Denver last month for the IACP, in room of nearly 100 food writers, we were asked to confess our culinary guilty pleasures. There were two streams of thought. The first was that there are no guilty pleasures, just things that are eaten in moderation. The other was a laundry list of things we know to be bad for us, either because they’re full of tasty calories (ice cream) or because they’re full of preservatives (junk food).

I fall into the latter category. I have no problem eating butter, bacon, or cake. I do have problems eating processed food. If it’s pumped full of so many additives and preservatives that even bugs won’t eat it, why on earth do people eat it? Further, the packaged food industry is so far removed from actual food that it should hardly be called food.

But take that all with a grain of salt, because my guilty pleasures are completely, fully processed foods. I never eat them – not because I have any restraint – but because they’re not allowed in my house.

My guilty pleasure list:

  • Oreo cookies (minus the milk)
  • microwave popcorn
  • grilled cheese sandwiches made with Wonderbread and Kraft Singles
  • strawberry Pocky

They’ll be the death of me – what’s your poison?


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