Inspired by food today...

I love it. Reading about it, cooking and baking it, going out in search of it. And of course eating it.

And here I shall expose to you one of my shameful and guilty Internet foodie pleasures: This is Why You're Fat.

It's a disgusting display of the gluttony and overindulgence that defines American cuisine, responsible for the ever rising obesity rates and heart disease across this great land.

It's home of the "spamsicle," "deep fried hamburger on a stick," and a breakfast burrito the size of my right leg.

It's obscene.

It's so fun to read (assuming you have the stomach for it.)

Whether people eat these things out of shock value or because they actually enjoy them, I'll never know. In the interest of general American well being, accompanied with confidence in the successful proliferation of our species, I'm hoping for the former.

I'm a healthy eater. I like vegetables. I like chicken breast and tuna fish.
I don't like eating carbs. They scare me. I'll never touch another baked potato--something about that big creepy carby starchy solid that just keeps me far away.

I do enjoy some junk food. I adore pancakes. The french toast casserole a friend made last weekend = crazy delicious. The maple bacon that was served beside it shows up nightly in my dreams.

In conclusion, no post about highly caloric food is complete without mention of the queen of butter and lard herself, Ms. Paula Deen.

Some of the best cookies I've ever made, chocolate gooey butter cookies, come from Ms. Deen.

I served them at my thesis defense, and I'm pretty sure my diploma wouldn't be mine in their absence. I bring them to parties, though for fear of ruining the evening, I neglect to inform people of the brick of cream cheese and stick of butter that comprise most of the batter.

Other Deen stand-outs (I have yet to try them:)

Fried pumpkin layer cake with cream cheese and orange frosting
Why, why, why do all things pumpkin always make my mouth water?

The bacon/doughnut/egg burger.
A burger where doughnuts are buns, topped with bacon and a fried egg. It inspires and disgusts simultaneously, in the way only a Deen creation can.

Am I alone in my self-professed bazaar fascination in over-the-top fattening food?