The Elephant in the Room

I love food. Like, I LOVE food. It's not my fault; it's a love that I inherited from my parents. It doesn't help either when your father is in the restaurant industry and has always provided you with delicious food. Most people wouldn't say this is a problem, but it is.  Oh it is... especially when you may also have a teensy tiny problem with portion control.  Whoopsies.
But honestly, who eats the suggested serving size of pasta?  Not any real Italian- that's for sure. Well, when I was living in Korea, things changed a little. I feel like I made peace with food. I started looking at food as fuel, instead of a coping mechanism.  I eat my feelings, or rather, I used to eat my feelings.
I lost 27 pounds in the last couple months I lived in Korea. It was great, except for the fact I had no clothes that fit me, because even though I was smaller (and trust me, small is a relative term here) than I'd been since high school, I was still considered a giant by Asian sizes.  Coming back to America has been a battle with food again because there is an infinite supply of incredibly delicious food here!  Oh, and the variety absolutely kills me.  Mexican? Sure, I'd love to. Sushi? Most definitely. Greek? ναί!  (Google translate told me that meant yes.)
Here's the problem. I want to lose more weight, I don't have a specific size I want to be, but I just want to continue to be healthy and active, which honestly means my body will lose more weight. 
Also, can we just stop and pause a second to talk about the fact that the mere fact that I'm talking about weight loss and food is HUGE.  It's a topic I've spent my whole life avoiding but here it is for you- do whatever you will with it. 
If this is going to be my blog home and if I am going to be honest and open- this is going to be something I'm going to need to talk about because it's a huge part of my life right now.  This is probably the most disorganized post I will ever make, but I for some reason I felt like being honest and I knew that if I put this entry off, it would never ever get written.
So, all of that to say, this topic is probably something I'm going to talk about every know and again- the successes, the struggles, and the fact that college aged boys and their desire for late night fast food are not the best healthy influences.  (Ahem... Cody & Jordan)
PS- Elephant in the Room as the title? Sorry I'm not sorry 'bout it.