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fatfacebookFor me, 2013 started with a renewed commitment to health, which is a common reaction to celebrating a 50th birthday.

The overall goal being to get healthy, not necessarily skinny. Weight loss is an added benefit.  My real focus has been avoiding processed foods, and concentrating on eating whole foods. I enjoy the discovery of a great recipe that uses only whole foods, and love when someone shares a great find with me.

It seems many folks I know are dealing with the onset of the  ‘ole middle-aged spread.  It is a topic of conversation, and feelings about a burgeoning belly and broadening behind range anywhere between mild annoyance,  puzzlement, shock and absolute disgust.

It is especially evident at gatherings when pictures are being taken:

“Only take it from the boobs up.”

“Oh, God! I look awful.”

“I don’t want to be in the front row.”

“This better NOT show up on Facebook.”

Why not? What are we worried about? Why crop ourselves to the size of a bronze bust of Beethoven before uploading that photo. It might not matter pretty soon.

Facebook is apparently evolving into Fatfacebook.

My newsfeed is clogged with fat. Not on people, but in recipes supercharged with fat. Have you noticed this? Ok, occasionally, I see healthy recipes that even contain vegetables! Some do use only whole foods.

I’m referring to the recipes we’ve  all seen in our newsfeed- the ones that get shared repeatedly.

These recipes are a mash-up:  As if the Queen of processed food cuisine, Sandra Lee, tripped, fell, and spilled her recipe cards into the Irresponsibly Indulgent  section in Paula Deen’s pre-diabetes recipe card file.

They seem to be  various combinations of a handful of ingredients:  frozen hashed browns or tater tots, sausage, Italian or Ranch dressing packets, refrigerated crescent rolls or biscuits, sour cream, colby cheese, bacon, butter and of course, the all-important cream cheese. Cream cheese is the gateway drug. It is not too far a leap from there to Velveeta coursing through your veins.

The recipes represent what is wrong with the American diet. We’ve taken food that should be enjoyed sparingly, or  lightly sprinkled onto our plates, and made a main dish out of it.

Perhaps instead of the enthusiastic descriptions: “So Easy!”, “Super Yummy!” “Sooooooo Good!”;  they should include a responsible, yet cheery “Mmmm….Goes great with Lipitor!” recommendation.

And that is just the main dishes and side dishes.

Remember when Cool Whip was a TOPPING, and you used just a spoonful on your pumpkin pie? Well, not anymore. It is the main attraction in many of the dessert recipes appearing nightly in my newsfeed.

Hey, I grew up in a family passionate about their Oreos (cuz….frankly, Hydrox….sux). But don’t Oreos stand alone as cookies? Should they really be an ingredient in a dessert?

How did this start? Who are these “friends” who are sharing these recipes? Are these Becky-home-ecky gals, real women? Are they food bloggers who have been ripped off?

Or….Is it some diabolical strategy by Kraft, Nabisco and Pillsbury? Is this the culinary equivalent of the tobacco companies’ past marketing practice of passing out free cigarettes at sporting events and concerts? Are they trying to reel us in and make sure we are hooked on processed food?

Not only are these recipes full of fat, they are apparently so effortless to make, that no calories are burned in the preparation!

No wonder we are fighting the fat. 

Let’s get ahold of ourselves, people. Stop the madness. Stop being so generous and re-sharing these recipes. Keep them on your Pinterest board where they belong.

Seriously. I beg of you.

I have one foot firmly planted in the Produce Department, and a lovely quinoa salad in the fridge, but I’m starting to wonder how it would taste with some bacon, and I can see the Velveeta from here.

I’ll see you back over on Facebook, but only from the boobs up.

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8 responses »

  1. Anne = Great one again. At my family birthday extravaganza, HA!, MKD started taking every picture from the above angle. We all lost our 2nd, 3rd, and 4th chins and looked just great, no butts of course.

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  2. Pingback: Good Grief…It’s On Facebook | funnysister

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