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Felice Herrig

I’ve been a foodie since I’ve been old enough to really appreciate good food. I enjoy a variety of cuisines, and have a laundry list of favorites. Fortunately, my training schedule keeps my metabolism high enough to allow me to indulge myself here and there. When you’re hungry two hours after you eat, you’d better have an activity level that can support a high-calorie intake.

Since I’m such a fan of food, and virtually everyone else is, too, I figured I’d dedicate this blog to all the foods I’ve loved before (yes, I made a reference to a Julio Iglesias song).

I love hot things, and I have a friend that brings me bags of some really hot jalapenos from her garden. I order Hatch Green Chile Wine online, and I’m absolutely obsessed with the stuff. It’s amazing. I make jalapeno margaritas—not that premixed crap from the liquor stores, either. I make mine healthy with lime juice, tequila, triple sec, stevia drops and I’ll even muddle up my own jalapenos. I put a little sea salt on the rim, and they’re perfect.

I go through phases, too. I hosted a bachelorette party recently, and I made candy trees. I had a stand with little candy dishes on different levels where I put Jordan almonds, gummy bears, berry Skittles and things like that. I’ve spent the last day eating an entire bag of berry Skittles. I don’t do it frequently, but when I get a craving, I go all in.

I’m a huge fan of coffee, and recently invested in a top-of-the-line expresso machine. I’ve got it mastered pretty well, and I make some damned good coffee with it. It’s the best investment I’ve made in a long time, maybe ever. I’ve even been making espresso martinis—my favorite. I’ve perfected them, and I made them for the bachelorette party, however, nobody really wanted them, they just wanted the champagne. Oh well, more for me.

Let’s get a list going here for a minute, then I’ll share my fast food shame with you.

Dessert – pumpkin pie and cannoli

Candy – Pez, Good & Plenty and gummy bears

Dinner – Chicago deep dish pizza & Thai food

Breakfast – Pancakes (chocolate chip)

When I’m cutting weight, I make lists of all the foods I can’t eat, but plan to binge on afterward. Chocolate chip pancakes are always at the top of the list.

I do love a lot of “bad” food, but at heart, I’ve always been a healthy eater. I love vegetables and fruits, and will happily eat those over a meat-central dish. I think it’s why I love Asian cuisine so much, because of the focus on lots of vegetables in those dishes.

That said, every year for my birthday, I ask my mom to make the same dish for me, pounded steak. My mom just recently discovered you can buy the steak pounded out already, but until then, she’d spend hours on this meal, fileting the meat, pounding it out with a mallet to get it tenderized well, and going through the cooking process.

After the steak is fileted and pounded/tenderized, it gets wrapped with bacon and a pickle and mustard. Then it gets simmered for an hour or so in this heavy broth. You eat it over rice, and it’s just the most incredible thing. In Germany, it’s called Beef Rouladen, for those looking for a formal name.

Now, we’ll move onto the final chapter of this all-food blog—my junk food shame. For years and years, I never ate fast food, but as I’ve gotten older, I’ve experimented with some things, and to my utter horror, I’ve found that I like—no, I love—McDonalds. It’s not that McDonalds is a bad place, but listen, that menu is not going to make any “healthy” food lists.

Because I try to eat healthy for the majority of my meals, when I do cheat, I get self-conscious, and I don’t want people to watch me indulge myself. I feel like they’re staring at me and judging me. So, when I go to McDonalds, I always go to the drive-thru. I’ll get a Big Mac, a 10-piece McNuggets and fries; that’s my standard meal.

Sometimes I can’t even wait to get home and eat it, so I’ll just eat it in the parking lot. I’ll be finishing up, and then…what the hell is happening? I want more McNuggets. Shame. I’m too embarrassed to go back through the drive-thru, so I’ll actually go and find another McDonalds down the street, just so I can get another 10-piece McNuggets. More shame.

I can’t go on after that. I’ve given you my darkest, most twisted food tale. I think this is where I have to draw the line. The next time we meet up in our virtual Champions hangout, I’ll be talking about broccoli slaw and kale salad. McDonalds is in my rear view mirror now…