Aunty Em
Well-Known Member
... his comfort eating...
"Hmm, To frost, or not to frost: that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The pangs and gnawrings of outrageous hunger,
Or to take comfort against a sea of troubles,
And by eating end them? To eat: to fast;
No more; and by our gluttony to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To eat, to satiate;
To satiate: perchance to burp: ay, there's the rub;
For in that gluttony of comfort what burps may come
When we have shuffled off this diet regime,
Must give us pause."
It came to me as I was contemplating a donut...
"Hmm, To frost, or not to frost: that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The pangs and gnawrings of outrageous hunger,
Or to take comfort against a sea of troubles,
And by eating end them? To eat: to fast;
No more; and by our gluttony to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To eat, to satiate;
To satiate: perchance to burp: ay, there's the rub;
For in that gluttony of comfort what burps may come
When we have shuffled off this diet regime,
Must give us pause."
It came to me as I was contemplating a donut...
