I use the world ‘technically’, because when ‘anorexia’ is uttered to most individuals, the mind conjures up images of supermodels hunched over toilet bowls, throwing up the foie gras they had at Hugh Hefner’s place last night. Most major dictionaries, however, define the former as ‘bulimia’, and my anorexic case as “as disorder of eating due to loss of appetite”.

Let me assure you that the reasons why this came about wasn’t some kind of twisted tale about how my parents used to lock me in the cellar with some water and a turnip, but rather it was more of a self-inflicted problem that had taken place for longer than I can remember. Breakfast was never a staple in my diet considering the fact that most days I used to (and still do) wake up 20 minutes before school started. Lunch was a different matter – I recall in my primary y

And anyone who could make an anorexic interested in food is, no doubt, a great writer. I became addicted. I read the book a second time, making sure to note down every dish he mentioned, and then tried them all. I went out and bought his follow-up, A Cook’s Tour, and did the same thing. I even went as far as ordering his early out-of-print fiction work to sample, completely ignoring the fact that it was out-of-print for a reason. But all of it fuelled my unstoppable need for food – not in the way a horizontally-challenged individual would desire it, but more along the lines of a lover of wine.

The first was a book – an author actually, but I discovered him through his autobiography, Kitchen Confidential by Chef Anthony Bourdain. I had heard that film director David Fincher and Brad Pitt, the team behind Fight Club, were planning on adapting his best-selling novel to the big-screen, and considering the fact that this was back when I was going through my whole “I hate the world and, hence, love Fight Club” phase, I raced down to the local bookstore and grabbed myself a copy, immediately devouring every word of it.

ears how my parents used to pack me terrible sandwiches that I used to dispose of immediately at lunchtimes, opting for nothing instead, and eventually getting used to the routine of having only dinner.

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