Eating healthy – or just plain eating can be a difficult topic. It’s an emotional crutch for some, self-punishment for some, a reward for others. I’m fortunate in that I’ve had a fairly good relationship with food throughout my life. That’s not to say I’ve not had my own struggles along life’s path, but for the most part I think I deal with food fairly normally. That is, I love bread, fried chicken, chips, Baby Ruths, French fries, Red wine and vodka martinis. That’s normal, right?