Eating by proxy
You get a healthy meal just to look good, but then you turn it into a meat mountain. You're not fooling anyone, and you're not fooling yourself.
I ordered the grilled chicken and then added three sides, a drink, and a dessert. I'm not eating. I'm performing.
I got the salad and then threw every topping on it like it was a wrestling match. It was a salad. It was also a circus.
I picked the low-calorie soup and then added cheese, croutons, and a side of bread. My stomach is now a landfill.