My adventure to Dairy Queen

Let’s be honest here: Ice cream is not one of my big vices. As previously discussed, chips are my biggest BIGGEST problem and perhaps right after that are french fries. Sweet things, even  before I went on paleo, turn my stomach after a while. So when I say that I went to DQ today and enjoyed a cookie dough blizzard and that it really wasn’t that big of a deal, I want you to understand that I’m being honest.

I went for a number of reasons:

1) I wanted ice cream
2) I wanted to test my hypothesis that I had developed a lactose intolerance
3) I wanted to see if it tasted as good as I remembered
4) I was bored
5) More generally, I wanted to see what would happen.

I have been pondering this idea, since my discovery of some things —  mayonnaise — not tasting as good as I thought they would. I want to try several of the different things that I remember being really good, and things that I binged on, and now that my palette has “reset” itself, what they taste like and what they’ll do to my body. My plan was to have a day of this stuff and to make myself sick, but the more I think about it, the more I think that that might not be a good idea. Anyway, so me going to get ice cream was partially an experiment in that regard. Darcy has said that there will be some things, no matter what I do, that will always taste good and not make me sick, and that I need to be prepared in that regard. So this trip was prompted by that as well.

I was actually proud of myself for ordering a small

So this is the offender in question. Note that it is a small size, which is actually a pretty big achievement for me. My eyes are very often bigger than my stomach when it comes to ordering… anything. But since I was pretty much expecting this to make me sick, I ordered a small, not without noting that on the sign it said “Get more for your money — ORDER A LARGE!”

I wanted to be aware of what I was feeling, both physically and mentally, as I ate the ice cream so I picked a booth in the back, put on my headphones, and ate with ponderance.

All in all, it was “okay.” As Darcy predicted it tasted good and it didn’t make me sick. It did start to make me queasy after a while, but that was more due to the sweetness than the actual dairy. But I think, before I had the ice cream, I had this vision of it being… better. More satisfying, in a way. This time it was just something that I ingested that tasted really sweet.  Since  I’m not big on sweets, it wasn’t that great. *shrug*

I didn’t finish it, which is also an achievement for me. I often feel this ridiculous pressure to finish things that I buy to eat. When it’s something crappy I have from my school dining hall or something that I  have cooked myself that I can put more for leftovers, finishing isn’t that big of a deal. But when I buy something when I’m out, I always feel like I HAVE to finish it, cause even if I take it home, it won’t taste the same.

A couple of things of note. As I was eating the ice cream, I did start craving something salty. Like pizza. Always pizza.

Finished about 3/4 of it

Anyway, there’s the rest of it.

I don’t really feel guilty about this because I learned from it. I wouldn’t say ice cream is something that is off my menu forever and ever, but it may just be something that I will remember wasn’t as good as I thought it was, and therefore not waste my money on it anymore.

I didn’t really have any after-effects, largely because I didn’t binge. I did go home and promptly fall asleep for 2 hours, but I think that has more to do with my period than the dairy. lawl.

Deuces,

Gina

P.S. Looking at the advertisements for hamburgers in DQ had no appeal to me at all, even though I used to LOVE DQ hamburgers.

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Posted on March 4, 2011, in Feelings, Foods, Goals and tagged , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 6 Comments.

  1. Isn’t it amazing how you don’t crave certain things after realizing you can live without it?! I used to crave hamburgers (from just about anywhere) all the time. Now, I rarely think about them. I had one recently and it just wasn’t the same.

  2. If you’re interested in trying something similar, you could go for the Ciao Bella sorbet they sell at the farmer’s market. They also sell gelato and the pints look IDENTICAL, so be careful.

    I love this because ice cream is probably my chips, if you will and this stuff is basically frozen fruit with some water, all-natural flavors and pectin. If I’m having a rough day I’ll have two scoops of this and call it a serving of fruit.

    It also tastes a little more like…food? I’ll have way less of this stuff and feel like I ate something as opposed to Mayfield ice cream, or even Ben & Jerrys. I think something you’ll relate to is that processed food (i.e. Evans and Mollies) just…sucks now. Maybe part of the reason you didn’t enjoy the Blizzard was because it was such crap.

    So maybe the next time you want to test yourself, maybe get some ingredients from the store, and make yourself a milkshake at home? I hope that makes sense.

    • Definitely. When I got the sweets craving, the first thing I did was go for a smoothie. Adding some milk, strawberries, and cinnamon makes a TASTY treat. Unfortunately, I didn’t have enough strawberries. This is why I often get “bad” when I start running out of food. I need to be better about getting to the grocery store more often.

  3. I think those are great reasons for going to DQ to see how it affects your body. Your post reminds me of how I’ve felt on my first couple of “cheat days” on the Four Hour Body diet – eating things that just weren’t really as good as I’d remembered. Also, I’m with you on the point about just wanting to know which foods you’ll never eat again because they’re just not worth it. Ice cream is not a vice of mine, either – except on the very hottest days of the year, it seems I can’t help it (yeah, it’s not vegan, either!:)

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