An Ottawa joint puts out an ad with a photo of its burger and the line, "Help us fight anorexia."

"Wow," I think, "what tone-deafness. They're making light of disease to make a buck! Who does that?"

Especially on the level of individuals, perhaps the biggest stumbling block to food addiction’s acceptance as a legitimate problem with specific remedies is that most folks don’t want to think they’re that bad off.

”Sure, I’ve developed a bit of a paunch, maybe, but I just have to be a bit more careful. But an addict? No way.” Certainly that sentiment is true for many people, but in a nation where two out of every three adults are overweight or obese, it may not be true for as many people who would say it.

Very rarely have I turned over this space to another writer, and this is the first time I've done it for someone I don't know. The following came to essentially via a "cold call," and I'm still not sure if publishing is the right choice — the circumstances raise my radar about potential misuse of this space by means of some scam I haven't caught onto yet. But, I haven't caught onto anything, and though I don't feel passionately about the content, it does belong at least in the neighborhood and doesn't flout the blog's principles, as far as I can tell.

I keep a list of potential blog topics that arise from my experience, and this morning, I’ve been trying to write about the difference between “rigid” and “rigorous,” which are two interpretations of the disciplines I try to follow to maintain my recovery from food addiction.

But I’ve stumbled out of the block three or four times, for the reason that it’s hard to talk about rigor when I’ve gained weight. [Update: After a couple of inquiries, I realized that I should have sketched the magnitude. I've gained about five pounds.]

One of the amusing conflicts in my make-up is that I abhor waste but that, as a food addict, I must limit my food intake at levels established by my nutritionist because I my internal governor for volume is hopelessly broken.

Early in my recovery, my drive for efficiency eroded my willingness to respect my food plan because, for example, I'd eat the piece of of carrot that wouldn't fit in my measuring cup instead of returning it to the fridge (what, one little piece?) or throwing it out.

Quite a bit of the journalism I practice these days plies the intersections among local, whole, and sustainable food, and I've added a menu to the right side of this page to highlight that.

Oh, and I wrote this post to highlight it, too.

It is a truism in newspaper journalism that no matter what the plan for tomorrow's paper is, it is undependable until ink actually hits paper. By that standard, basically nothing happened just now.

But, I just spent an hour being interviewed by the BBC show "Horizon," which I'm told is the equivalent of PBS's "Nova," a show I've been watching and admiring for 30 years.

My friend Rick Umali is a programmer with an interest in food, and one of the results is Eat Twitter, which attempts to track trends in food by aggregating the posts of foodies on Twitter. It's very new, but I checked it out and it has potential. Check it out.

I've toggled off the comment option because practically all of them are about Coach bags and Michael Kors garments, written by poor souls in China (according to Google Analytics, my second biggest audience!).

If you have something to share, send me an e-mail and I'll gladly post it — I'd love to have more conversation here than we do.

Please forgive the grubby appearance. Sometimes, I "come as I am" to Toastmasters, but I've decided not to do that any longer. But this time, grubby. Still, I wanted to share the sentiment.