Just before I was diagnosed with diabetes I started working on eating better . The first rule, don't eat what you don't like. Which originally was a bout 5 things. But there are tons of things I am indifferent too. And aren't really worth eating from a satisfaction level.

and ther , while there are a lot of foods that are rare, letting myself eat anything I really like to eat stopped the deprived feelings.

of course, I don't eat as well as I should , or even could, but better than before

But there are tons of things I am indifferent too. And aren't really worth eating from a satisfaction level.

This. I still owe Teppy a write-up, but learning to pay attention to this has been so key.

We only got sugar cereal as a treat when we went camping, and we'd buy those little single-serving boxes in a 10-pack, and fight over the froot loops. (You could pay me to eat froot loops now, but it would have to be folding money.)

My far-away grandparents always had sugar cereal for me, which was SUPER EXCITING. My downstairs grandmother had white bread, which is still the best for her tuna salad. And Queen of Hearts sandwiches for when you're sick -- white bread with strawberry jam, in a bowl with milk poured over.

I've noticed that when I eat something with a lot of sugar or salt, especially if it's corn syrup and not regular sugar, then I can't taste other flavors as well for a while. Like, I take a bite of salad and can taste all the different vegetables and the different flavors in the dressing, then I drink some soda, then I take another bite of salad and it now seems really bland. I was just noticing this again this weekend, when I was eating some Thai peanut noodle salad, then had a few fries, and then I went back to the salad and it just tasted like it needed way more salt and oil.

Growing up third world meant no sugar cereal. In fact, it meant no cereal at all, until my mother started making her own muesli. She continued to do this even after we moved to England. I have a very limited range of cereals I like, even of mueslis--mother's own, Alpen, or Sainsbury's home brand. I do snack on sugar cereals from time to time, but I need to dilute them. I can't have a full bowl of one of them--it's at least half and half with Special K.

We usually had Roman Meal or some kind of brown bread, although my sister picked up low tastes from her friends and kept asking for Wonderbread. We always had dessert. My sister liked chocolate or strawberry milk, usually made with Quik, and I avoided milk when at all possible. Otherwise it was orange juice and unsweetened ice tea. I only remember sodas when we were on vacation and got bottles out of a machine, although my mother was also a proponent of ginger ale or 7-Up for any stomach upset.

We had a lot of juice and Kool-Aid as well, and Dunkin Donuts on Sunday mornings after church. Oh, and we *always* had FlufferNutter for sandwiches, either on bread with peanut butter or on Ritz Crackers.

God, we ate like shit. And yet my brother was a rail.

I, um, have Type II diabetes now, but let's not talk about that.

Oh man, I lived on Roman Meal waffles growing up. And that was the bread we mostly had too.

msbelle, excellent going!

chocolate milk, white bread, dessert after dinner, soda. Everyday food or treat food when you were a kid?

Pretty much all treats. Though we did have dessert fairly frequently, if irregularly. Basically only if my mom felt like making something. Often had ice cream in the freezer. Or fro-yo. We'd have breakfast for dinner (waffles! pancakes!) at least once a week. Soda was ginger ale or sprite and pretty much for sickness. I called it nose, because it tickled it. Sugar cereals were camping (because the minipacks had 'em.) By the time my brother hit elementary, it got a lot more lax, so my brother never knew the joy of whole wheat carob cookies. The little shit.

Made milkshakes with frozen bananas and milk a LOT.

I loved going to Kimberly's house because there was bologna on white bread with yellow mustard! And grape jello jigglers! Sunny delight! So gross now.