Canned Comfort

Another one of those cravings hit me. This time for a can of Chef Boy-Ar-Dee ravioli. I used to eat this as a kid and came to be a comfort food. My dad would make (well, heat up...really) a can for lunch and fell in love with it as a kid. I really tried to stave off that craving (the chugging water trick usually works) but I eventually gave in. I guess something in me just wanted that comfort food to throw me back into that time of innocence. I must have been moody and just wanted to embrace some nostaglia. To lessen some of that tastes-so-good-but-so-bad-for-you guilt, I opened a can of fat-free ravioli (yep, they actually make it) but, yes, yes, yes, all that sodium. Would be heaven if they would fat-free low sodium. But, in the meantime, I will enjoy this can of comfort and think of my dad with every bite.