Still, even though I love food for all the reasons, both good and bad, I know many people who have no great passion for food.
And yet, they don’t seem to have any wild issues either. They eat three meals and go about their business. They may be into sports, antiques, business, etc. That’s their passion.
I’m one of 19 guys (one has unfortunately died) who have been friends since we were little. Consider this a microcosm. Of the 19, only 5 or 6 (including me) is really wild about food. Actually, I never thought about it before, but it’s true. It has me thinking.
The three most ardent eaters (myself included) have often been referred to in the group as the Big 3. Thankfully, in our late 50s, we are all at fairly decent weights. Well, one isn’t…but after a very serious operation, I think he will be more attentive to moderation now.
Oddly, one of the fellows who is on the borderline between the eaters and the non-eaters, can eat the most at one sitting. He always won at such competitions. However, he’s an athlete at heart and is just conditioned to not indulge himself.
All this said, I think it was Julius Caesar who was quoted as not trusting skinny folks. I don’t know it verbatim. But it went something like this:
"Don’t give me skinny men who’ll plot and scheme all night; but give me fat and jolly men who’ll sleep the night through."
Probably, some psychology department at some university might be able to inform if there is indeed some correlation between trustworthiness and a love for food. If there is, you should make me your President.