Here's a little story that must be told...

"Where do you put it all?"  Those are the words I hear constantly.  
I am a twenty-something year old, who works in the fashion industry in Manhattan.  Weight, body image, and diet is the constant topic of discussion.  The majority of my co-workers are either on a diet or trying to lose weight.  They order their Skinny Cinnamon Dolce Latte's, snack on Luna bars, and microwave their Jenny Craig meals.  They take zumba classes and rush out of work to meet with their trainers. All this work to plan meals, count calories, reach their target heart rate.  But at the end of the day, you know what these people all have in common?

HUNGER PAINS!

I absolutely, positively love food.  I love fried, gooey, cheesy, meaty, deliciousness.  I love chocolatey, caramel-drizzled, cream-filled yummy goodness.  I order sweet and sour chicken and fried rice instead of steamed veggies over brown rice.  I get a cheeseburger not a veggie-burger.  I get a taco salad instead of arugula w/ balsamic vinegar.  I order a venti caramel frappaccino with extra whip.


Cookie?....yes, please.
Donut? ...don't mind if do.
Ice Cream?.....hello llllloovah.


 And I do all this without one sliver of guilt.  Why?  Because I am a fat skinny girl.  "Huh?", you say. I am one of those girls that everyone seems to hate.  I can eat whatever I want, whenever I want, and not gain weight. Basically, a fat kid trapped in a skinny body.  I know, I know.  I can hear the sighs and feel the eyes rolling.  I know weight is a touchy subject.  I'm not writing all this to brag.  I just think its important for people to know how I came to start this little blog project of mine.  All those co-workers I was describing earlier, constantly want to know what I eat.  But it was really not that exciting.  I mean it's more exciting than non-fat bran muffins.  But it was monotonous.  Cheeseburger and fries, italian hero, pizza, cheesesteak, meatball hero.  A rotation of the same foods over and over again.  Then I discovered a show called...

I found the man that I would leave my husband for.  This show is genius.  In case you live under a rock, it's about a man who travels around America going to different pig-out spots and performing food challenges.  He eats the spiciest, fattiest, largest food items he can find.  Love at first sight!


I immediately thought to myself, "I can do that!!!" Ok, maybe not exactly.  I mean, I can put it away but there is no way I can compete with Adam Richman.  (dear mr. richman-you are a god).


So, what can I do? Well, I have a bestie who likes to eat, too. Unlike other average young professionals, we don't go to happy hour, we eat.  We always have dinner dates, usually at the same places.  BBQ's (love the frozen margaritas), Outback (Aussie Fries are the bomb), Montezuma (Mexican food in the Bronx).  Again, monotony.  Gosh, I'm boring.


However,  that is all about to change.... (drumroll please)


a skinny girl's FAT adventures:
conquering one fatty food spot in NYC at a time


to be continued....