The Agony and Ecstasy of On-Demand Eating

I couldn’t help but suspect that the technological renovation of my eating habits had done as much harm as good. For all the energy I lavished on the particulars of my food intake, I wasn’t sure I’d seen tangible benefits. I certainly hadn’t lost weight; I’d only managed to oscillate between the moral poles of good and bad, neither of which I could clearly define. And so, as with so many recent innovations, I began to wonder: How could I consume the thing I wanted, when I wanted it, and still end up feeling unsatisfied?