Last night my brother, paranoidJOE, told me he’d run up a big credit card bill this month from eating out and was thinking of stocking up on some Ramen noodles since they’re so cheap. I reacted as if he’d told me he was going to sprinkle arsenic on his taco salad.
“No! Anything but the Ramen!”
I’ve eaten a flying spaghetti monster worth of Ramen noodles in my life, and damn they are quick and yummy. But they are so far from South Beach Diet friendly they’re practically Pacific Northwest. Oh the carbohydrates! Oh, the lack of dietary fiber! The horror, the horror!
Which just goes to show how completely my mindset towards food has changed in the past year. Last October, I would have chowed down on a packet of Ramen with no guilt at all. But now I have all this knowledge about its dietary content and how my blood sugar will spike and then crash and I can’t in good conscience eat them anymore. Oh, the burden of knowledge! Ignorance really can be bliss.
I really hope my brother does not break down and purchase a pile of Ramen noodles. He was the one that got me on the South Beach Diet to begin with and he’s worked so hard to lose 80 pounds on it. I’d hate to see him rebound.
But I also empathize with his financial situation. He moved out on his own for the first time a couple months ago, so he’s just recently learned how damn expensive simply existing is. Shelter, food, gas – you never realize how much that all costs until you’re paying your own bills. I’m also hard pressed to come up with a healthy alternative that is as cheap as Ramen.