Constance’s mood immediately improved when she saw her friend.
Rosie was a bubbly girl who always had a smile on her face. She was known to light up any room she entered and become friends with everyone she met.
Another thing Rosie was known for was her love of food which knew no constraints. Of course, this habit affected her body and put her close to the 200-pound range. She was a tubby girl all over. Her chunky thighs rubbed against each other, her arms jiggled when she moved them, and she spotted a prominent muffin top. However, none of that seemed to bother her or diminish her love of food.
Constance enjoyed the softness each time they hugged. At first, it had been alien to her as her whole family and high school friends were diet obsessed and thin. But with time, she found comfort whenever she embraced her chubby friend.
“Let’s hurry inside. I’m starving!” Rosie said as they hugged.
Rosie immediately began studying the menu inside the restaurant and loudly debating which meal sounded best to her.
Even though Constance felt slightly better, she didn’t feel like eating much. She decided to order a salad like she usually did. From a young age, Constance was taught to avoid excess calories and always choose a healthy option.
Rosie decided on a hefty steak with fries and a coke. She kept talking and making jokes while Constance nipped on her water and picked at her salad.
“What’s wrong with you today?” Rosie asked while steak sauce ran down her chin. “I don’t think I have ever seen you look so sad.”
“I don’t really know,” Constance said, “I’ve been feeling down lately, and nothing can cheer me up anymore. Today has been the worst so far. I’m glad you called to get me out of the apartment, but I still don’t feel too good.” She looked up at Rosie and sighed. “How do you do it? How do you stay this happy all the time?”
Rosie giggled and pointed to her plate. “I don’t hold myself back and eat to my heart’s content. Being a foodie is the best thing in life. How could I not be happy when I have tons of delicious meals to try?”
“That’s it?” Constance asked doubtfully. “Eating is what makes you happy?”
“Eating excellent meals is what makes me happy. You sound like you really have no idea how much good a tasty meal can do to your soul. I only ever see you with bland healthy meals. I’d be constantly depressed with a diet like this! You know what? Why don’t you put aside that salad and let me order a nice steak for you, so you can see for yourself?”
Constance was hesitant but ultimately decided that it was worth a try. She ordered her steak and a slight tingle ran over her body at the thought of eating something she had been told not to. If her family were there, they would look down on her choice and judge her for it.
The flavor exploded in her mouth when Constance took her first bite, and the intensity overwhelmed her. She ate her whole meal without saying a word, ignoring everything that was going on around her.
Leaning back after she finished her meal, Constance realized that she was smiling.
She put one hand on her full stomach. It was a sensation she had never experienced before. She had learned that a woman should never let herself go during a meal like this. Another tingle ran through her body.
“I think it’s safe to say that this meal has worked its magic on you,” Rosie said and laughed.
Constance smiled and nodded. “I feel better already. I should have never doubted you.” She laughed and winced from the pain it caused in her belly.
“I’m glad I could help you out,” Rosie replied and smiled.
“I didn’t think that food could taste this great,” Constance said and sighed contently. “You know what? How would you like it if I became your foodie friend?”