Food is life, No one can argue with that. Whether you eat just to survive or because you truly enjoy food, it plays a role in everyone's daily routine. For me, my eating habits have been shaped by a mix of personal preferences and circumstances.
Honestly, I love to have both quality and quantity. Who wouldn’t want a meal that’s both tasty and satisfying? But if I had to choose, I think I lean more towards quality. I’d rather eat a small plate of delicious, well-prepared food than a big bowl of something tasteless. Let's be real, when hunger is serious, quantity wins, I’ve had days when I was so hungry that I didn’t care about taste, I just wanted to eat and feel full.
If there’s one thing about my eating habits, it’s that I don’t have a fixed schedule. Some people eat breakfast at 8 AM, lunch at 1 PM, and dinner at 7 PM. But for me, I eat when I feel hungry. There are days when I wake up and don’t feel like eating until afternoon. Other times, I find myself eating late at night because that’s when hunger decides to visit.
I’ve tried to follow a proper meal schedule before, but I never stick to it for long. My body has a mind of its own when it comes to food. Some days, I eat twice, other days, I snack all through. I’m not sure if this is a bad habit, but it works for me.
One thing about me is that I like simple food. I don’t need complicated meals to be happy. Rice and stew? Perfect. Bread and tea? Wonderful. Beans and garri? Fantastic. I can eat rice every single day and not get tired. Some people find that strange, but rice is just one of those meals that never disappoints.
However, my cravings can be unpredictable. Some days, I just want junk food like meat pie, noodles, or fried plantains. And then there are days when I crave local meals, like hot amala with ewedu soup. It all depends on my mood. One funny experience I had was craving jollof rice so much that I walked a long distance just to buy it because I did not have the ingredients at home. The moment I got home and took one spoon, I didn’t feel like eating anymore. My cravings can be very unserious sometimes.
Let’s be honest, eating good food requires money. If I had enough money, my fridge would always be filled with fresh fruits, vegetables, and all kinds of nice food. But since money doesn’t grow on trees, I have to manage. There are days when I eat well-cooked meals, and there are days when I just manage what’s available. Bread and tea, indomie, or even plain garri, anything to keep my stomach from complaining.
I’ve learned how to balance things. When I have money, I treat myself to good food. When things are tight, I eat simple meals and move on. At the end of the day, food is food, and survival is key.
My eating habits have taught me a few things. First, I’ve learned to listen to my body. I don’t stress myself with strict meal plans, I eat when I need to. Second, I’ve realized that food is one of life’s little joys. Whether it’s a big meal or just a simple plate of rice, eating should be enjoyed, not just something we do to survive.
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This is my response to this week's prompt #smp-w9
