Farewell Fatso

Catering by Chrisetta: United Way Retreat

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Today, I catered breakfast and lunch for 60 United Way employees. Since they requested a simple, fast lunch we opted for box lunches. Here’s what I came up with for a menu:

All orders included their choice of cookies or apple, chips, and a beverage

– Albacore Tuna Salad Sandwich on Multi-Grain
– Roast Beef Sandwich on Dark Rye with Horseradish
– Turkey Avocado Sandwich on a Ciabatta Roll (most ordered)
– California Veggie Sandwich on Multi-Grain
– Waldorf Chicken Salad
– Albacore Tuna Salad
– Chopped Santa Fe with Lime Vinagrette
– Asian Chicken Salad with Lime Ginger Sauce (most ordered)

Shh…Before today I never catered box lunches. Instead, of shying away from the opportunity I jumped at it. you have to do something for the first time, at some point. As the saying goes: “Fake it until you make it.”

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Chrisetta Mosley

Chrisetta Mosley

I am a product – and now a survivor – of childhood obesity. As a child, my family always told me that my extra weight was merely baby fat and I’d eventually grow out of it. I never did. Instead, my childhood is filled with memories of not being able to ride a bike, flattening its training wheels from being over the recommended weight, and avoiding P.E. classes by any means necessary. For years, I wore my fatness like a wounded soldier wears a Purple Heart - with pride. I owned the look. I dressed it up. I worked the room. There wasn't a skinny girl who intimidated me. I made sure my hair was laid just right. Nails polished. Outfits coordinated to the tee. Accessories to compliment every outfit. But everyone has a breaking point, and mine came in the spring of 2004 when I tipped the scale at nearly 400 pounds 388 to be exact. I was MISERABLE trapped inside of that body. I no longer wore my Purple Heart with pride. Rather, I was ashamed and frightened. Ashamed that I had allowed food to become my everything – frightened I would die because of it. Drastic times called for drastic measures... Today, I’m bound and determined to live a better, healthier, active lifestyle. I realize I’m no longer a passenger in my life, I’m the driver. I’m overcoming my inhibitions and I’m slowly but surely saying farewell to my old childhood nemesis, obesity. For once and for all, Farewell Fatso!