The result is that food is either "healthy" according to the latest book by Deepak Chopra--anybody remember his nasty divorce?--or "unhealthy," i.e. tasty and filling.
Much guilty agonizing goes on over (Rama forbid!) a nice tasty steak, grilled over charcoal until the outside is just barely browned, still cow-warm in the middle. Next to this horror sits a baked potato smothered in sour cream and just off the edge of the plate, a tall mug of dark beer or a glass of hearty red wine.
Unless you're actively part of the problem, your mouth should be watering right now, but how many of you have had this fairly cheap treat in the past four months?