For my second day at my practicum site, I had a great outfit planned. However, late-night snacking on salty things derailed this plan ... it seems that this bad habit results in a not-so-skinny-feeling day after. I decided to pair my elastic-waist dress with a non-constricting belt.
dress, Old Navy
belt, thrifted
opal earrings, gift from EKM
I have to admit I was snacking on Chicken in a Biskit. It's an odd snack all around: who decided that chicken makes a good cracker flavoring? How do they squeeze the chicken into the cracker? And why couldn't they spell "biscuit" properly?
As strange as they are, Chicken in a Biskits hold a special place in my heart (er, stomach?) due to my childhood. It seems my childhood was largely comprised of ... reading and snacking. And these were not healthy snacks, but the glory of the processed-food industry: Oreos, cheese balls that came in a can, Icees, Combos, Otter Pops, Chips Ahoy, these strangely mushy microwaveable cakes, Ho Hos, Ding Dongs. (At this point you are either smiling nostalgically ... or feeling nauseated.) I'll stop here.
I try to eat healthfully most of the time, but on occasion I give in to the temptation to revisit these childhood favorites. I'm not the only one, either ... my cousin shared recently how excited she was to find Biskits on the snack table at a meeting. While one of the attendees declared the Biskits weird, my cousin went back for three servings. Those childhood tastes are hard to shake!
