Heather McNeil – amusements for your mouth

This blog has been described as "Sex and the City Meets Food", which I have to say is a gigantic compliment!  Although, I am not totally sure what that means. The fact that I like bed picnics, almost all libations and am single at 40 might have something to do with it, but on the eve of "Sex and the City 2", it got me thinking....

Food IS like sex.

We crave it...sometimes to our own demise. Bad judgement wins, on occasion, in spite of what is normally some very good will power.

So, we're hungry!

Or, shall I say...hungered?

It starts simply; a little hand holding, a little back rubbing, perhaps some kissing...just an appetizer...a morsel that makes you want more. Does anyone eat just one? It's the first course...just the beginning of what we always hope is a satiating experience.

okay, so that's the craving...

But how about the NEED?

Food sustains us, nourishes our bodies and our minds every single day. It is a basic essential. If you ask most women, they will tell you they don't NEED sex, but we think about the word differently. Firstly, without the extraordinary effort that comes before, you're just not "getting any". So, for us, it's a part...a number in the equation. The conversation, the adoration, the communication are indescribably important.

Have you had food without any preparation?

Have you eaten a steak without seasoning it first?

Have you ever touched an avocado for ripeness?

Smelled a mango?

If you become single after a significant amount of time, you may find the actual NEED does increase.  The refigerator isn't always full! You might have to run to the store, over and over and over again...and shop... and prepare... and cook... and then still have to decide if you can endure that gnawing feeling, that rumbling which is now mostly a decision somewhat like eating a taco off a tree stump in Mexico...They look good, you know they'll be fantastic, but they might hurt you later.

And so it becomes an emotional experience. Why do you think people overeat? Is it always about the food? Is it ever about the food?

In my life, food is sex.

I think about it, I dream about it. I genuinely love the comfort of it when shared with someone special.

But is sex food?

Does it fill your heart or does it just take the pain away? Does it make you want more, or is one meal enough? Could you live without it or do you wake up everyday in his arms and feel emotionally and physically nourished?

If you do, you are lucky beyond words.

Shoes and purses and make-up and dresses do wonders for how we feel...it's just part of being a girl.

But relationships and love and intimacy are the dessert of life, the icing on the cake, the happily ever-after.

So, to the ladies in relationships...

eat well today,

Devour those special people in your life that give you pleasure.

Put on those sexy shoes and leave the dress in the closet.

And if your single...

call your girlfriends,

drink some Cosmo's,

and buy yourself those shoes!

The world is your oyster!