I did kung fu up until two weeks before Benjamin was born, and yoga three days a week. I think a lot of people get pregnant and decide they can turn into garbage disposals. I was mindful about what I ate, and I gained only 30 pounds.
Having cancer changed the way I ate and thought about food. My symptoms dictated my eating habits. The sores in my mouth and the bouts of nausea, for instance, stole the pleasure of eating and made it an ordeal. At some points in my treatment, eating wasn’t even an option.
In the seventies when I was struggling, I ate the same thing every day at Big Nick’s Burger Joint on Broadway and 77th Street. A cottage-cheese omelette with tomatoes, French fries, rye toast, orange juice, and coffee. It was consistently the most satisfying meal I could possibly imagine.
I went on a Hot Pocket diet where I ate two Hot Pockets every four hours. I only had the pepperoni pizza flavour. I didn’t go anywhere near the cheeseburger macaroni.
My family always ate dinner at the table, and we would chat about our day while eating. My parents like to have a few glasses of wine and linger after the meal is over, peeling oranges for dessert while talking. It’s lovely.
I am a type-2 diabetic, and they took me off medication simply because I ate right and exercised. Diabetes is not like a cancer, where you go in for chemo and radiation. You can change a lot through a basic changing of habits.
I ate everything and I never exercised or even went for a walk. I guess I had a great metabolic rate.
Playing Frida was hard and wonderful. I found such a force in her, bigger than me. I tried to make it just a woman who had to do what she did. A woman who lived, ate, and laughed. I tried to avoid the ‘icon’ of Frida Khalo.
Let me ask you a question: If you never ate a balanced diet, what would happen to your body? You know the answer: Eventually you’d grow weak; you might even open yourself to serious illness or disease. We all need a balanced diet if we are to stay healthy.
I draft things on Twitter five or six times now, where as five, six years ago, I probably would just post and not really censor myself as much. But now I’m like, well, I don’t want to post that I ate at McDonald’s because then I’m going to get someone telling me I’m fat.
My father was an expert hunter, so we ate a lot of wild game when I was growing up in Montana. That helped broaden my palate generally, but I know it informed my distaste for factory farms and unspectacular commercial meat.
During the strict macrobiotic chapter of my life, I ate miso soup every day for breakfast and sometimes with dinner as well.
Mark Wahlberg’s, like, 150 pounds! I’m 250 lean. I look like Mark Wahlberg ate Mark Wahlberg.
I literally never ate fruit or vegetables before. My diet instead revolved around ice cream, chocolate, peanut butter and jelly eaten with a spoon, pick-n-mix, and lots of cereal and pasta – I was a sugar monster.
I wrote ‘Show Me the Way’ in the morning and wrote ‘Baby, I Love Your Way’ in the afternoon of the same day. I’ve been trying to figure out what I ate for breakfast that morning ever since!
It was funny, when I got to Australia to The Presidents Cup, I ate about 6,000 calories.
I’ve battled my weight since I was 12. My parents took to us to New York once, for a holiday, and there I’d buy fruit loops from a 24×7 shop and sit down with my books. I never played; I wasn’t that kind of kid – I just read. I ate chocolates like peanuts. I was 86kg till I was 19.
I weighed 190 when I got to boot camp, I came out at 178. I ate only the beans and tomato sauce.
Josh Ozersky was a meat man. He knew meat, revered it, studied it, sang it, evangelized it, wrote about it, and, of course, ate it. Lots of it. Life, for Josh, was meat, and writing. Everything else was a side.
Every day, I ate just one or two things. I wouldn’t stuff too much variety in my daily consumption of food. For example, if I ate dal and moong for lunch, I would eat the same for dinner.
I lived, ate, breathed, slept Shawn Michaels. I wouldn’t call it pro wrestling back in the day when I was a kid. I just called it Shawn Michaels.
When you played Kobe, it was something different. When you went to L.A., you made sure your shoes were tied extra tight. You made sure you got sleep, you made sure you ate better. He just made you better.
Writing ‘Jughead’ in general is a pleasure because – and I think a lot of very tall guys can agree with me on this – there was a time in my teenage years where I just ate all the time and never got full.
The food culture that has most impressed me is Oman’s. I learned to make an amazing spice mix that they rub into goat and fish meat, and ate the best flatbreads.
As you eat more healthily, your palate changes – it’s amazing. Your taste buds constantly adapt: from minute to minute, in fact. If you drank orange juice right now, it would taste sweet. But if you first ate some sweets then drank the same juice, it could taste unpleasantly bitter.
Cheerios bring back memories. I actually don’t think I ate them much as a kid, though; maybe it’s some sort of Jungian memory, I don’t know. But they have so much sugar, it’s great.
Harvard University researchers found that women at high risk of heart disease who had a tablespoon of peanut butter five or more days a week appeared to nearly halve their risk of suffering a heart attack compared with women who ate one serving or less per week.
I practically lived in the woods when I was a kid, avoiding grown-ups and my dysfunctional family, pretending I was half-wolf, a feral child who napped in nests made out of ferns, ate wild blueberries, and wove sticks and feathers into her hair.
I feel like I know I have enough friends who support me through those times. Like, I’ll call a friend and be like, ‘I really don’t feel good about what I ate today,’ and she’ll be like, ‘Dude, it’s fine.’
When a guy would write some scathing article about me, that used to really bother me. I didn’t get it. I’m like, What is that? You don’t know me… That ate me up.
Today, it’s almost the outlier if people are not photographing what they ate and then sharing that in real time.
I realized that I didn’t need nearly as many calories as I’d grown accustomed to. I ate 100 to 200 calories every two hours or so, consumed healthy proteins (yogurt, lean meat, turkey jerky), and drank a gallon of water a day. And as my weight dropped, my energy soared.
The thing is, I’ve gotten massages to Enya. I like Enya. If you ate fantastic steaks to Celine Dion, you’d like Celine Dion.
If people ate local and seasonal food they’d eat far better and cheaper foods and it would help farming in this country. There are far too many imported vegetables.
Vice President Joe Biden believes that illegal immigrants are citizens. Obama believes that some Americans who join Islamist groups are citizens, while others are not. Who is an American? Whomever the executive branch deems an American. Who isn’t? It depends on whether Obama ate his Wheaties or not.
Toffee Crisp was my downfall. I once ate five at a sitting. Do you really need that third helping, Harry? My parents didn’t overfeed me, nor did they make an issue of it. That’s when things go wrong. It doesn’t have to be a problem for children to be fat, but it does affect you: you aren’t as happy in that skin.
I find it almost comforting to count calories, because it makes me conscious of what I’m eating. But on Super Bowl Sunday, I thought, ‘Surrender to it. It’s nacho time.’ Then I ate nothing but Doritos all day.
I had the serendipity of modeling during a temporary interlude between Twiggy and Kate Moss, when it was actually okay for women to look as if we ate and enjoyed life.
I had a hard time with bullying. I ate lunch in the bathroom.
But as a kid, I loved ‘Monty Python.’ My Dad was a devout watcher. We used to watch it when we ate dinner!
I’ve seen plenty of films where the projector broke. The problems that we have in the digital age are exactly the same as we had. Instead of, ‘There’s a hair in the gate,’ it’s, ‘The computer ate the footage.’ There will always be things like that going on. Nothing is perfect.
I never really ate that bad, I just ate too much. It wasn’t like I had to switch to whole wheat bread or something like that. I really just had to eat less of what I was eating, and I had to exercise more.
To experience the northern forest in the raw, I went to northern Finland and Lapland, travelling on horseback, and sleeping on reindeer skins in the traditional open-fronted Finnish laavu. I ate elk heart, reindeer and lingonberries, and tried out spruce resin: the chewing gum of the Stone Age.
There’s so many movies, they’re just like fast food you consume them and you can’t even remember what you just ate. I don’t want to make those kinds of movies. I want to make the slow food of movies.
I’ll eat anything. I ate antelope once in Swaziland. I didn’t know what it was until I’d started chewing it. Everything tastes like chicken though doesn’t it? It wasn’t bad.
I grew up in financially straitened circumstances and meat, which was expensive, was a rare thing at mealtimes. We ate meat about once a month, if that.
When I was alone, I lived on eggplant, the stove top cook’s strongest ally. I fried it and stewed it, and ate it crisp and sludgy, hot and cold. It was cheap and filling and was delicious in all manner of strange combinations. If any was left over, I ate it cold the next day on bread.
