Indecisions About Food

One of the things that annoy me is my own indecision about food. Whenever it comes to eating out by myself, I’m always at a dilemma. Sometimes, I can waste an entire hour just walking around figuring out what to eat. This often ends in frustration, with me making my own sandwich back at home (late at night).

There’s just too many options available. And the worse thing is, I’m not a very adventurous person when it comes to food. I rarely try new places to eat. And even if it’s the same eatery, I don’t really dare to try a dish that I’ve never eaten before for fear that it’ll be a waste of my time and money.

Over the years, I’ve come up with a system to manage this indecision. My solution? To have a default option for different places. Sometimes, I’ll have two or three additional options just for a little variety. Like in school, my default option is to order the chicken don (rice) bowl. I could eat the exact same thing almost every day for lunch and dinner and I’ll be fine with it. When I feel a little more health conscious, I’ll switch to vegetarian (and order the same things every day) or the chai-peng (mixed-ingredients with rice) stall.

Unfortunately, when it comes to eating outside of school, my default option has been fried chicken at KFC or Popeye’s. Now that I’m trying to cut down on my expenditure, and since my recent hospitalisation, I’ve been avoiding fast food as much as possible. I do eat it at times when I have no choice. But to date, I’ve not found a new default option for eating out.

Just now, as it has often been the case with my indecision about food, I circled around the entire mall in a futile attempt to find something cheap and good. These days, with inflation, the good things aren’t cheap anymore. In the end, I gave up, returned home and made a cheese and tomato sandwich. Delicious! I guess I should have done that earlier.

Well… This has been a rather pointless (and maybe amusing) post. I thought I’d just write something since I’ve made a resolution to try to post something everyday… well, almost everyday. This is one of my quirks, but I’m pretty sure I’m not the only one in this world with this odd problem. If you have a similar problem about food, like what I’ve described above, you’re not alone! Do shout out in the comments! I’d love to hear from you about how you attempt to deal with this. =)