Battle of the Bulge: Raisin Analysis

I have always needed something to read while I eat, since I was 5 and all that was before me was the cereal box. 

My breakfasts are spent pretty much the same way; happily munching and moaning over my high fiber twigs (seriously) and casually flipping through the morning paper. In times of extremity, I'll take anything. ANYTHING. As long as it has words. 

I am also guilty of mixing television and meals. It's just that while I love food (goodness, how I love it), chewing is not the most entertaining thing. 

My aunt went to a workshop for work where they distributed raisins and made the audience analyze it for ten minutes. She tried telling me about it, but I gave up after 20 seconds and ate the raisin. 

The NY Times Dining Section had to ruin it all for me. I do not deny that mindful eating is what I have trained myself to do over these past bulge-battle years, but they are pushing it. 

Meditate while looking at a plate of dinner? I'm just supposed to LOOK at my succulent paprikás, with the magnificent potatoes alongside, glistening under sauteed onions? Are you kidding me? 

The article mentions the raisin exercise my poor aunt was subjected to.

I chew. I make sure to eat only when I'm hungry. I do portion size. I consume healthy food. 

Do not make me take it a higher level.

At least, not yet. Maybe when I'm 50.