kummerspeck …
Well, okay, it’s not English, but that’s not our fault. Turns out, there is no equivalent English word for this German beauty.
What does it mean?
Well, what if I told you, in a dramatic and emotional voice, full of woe and misery, that my muffin-top was the result of kummerspeck? Or that my love-handles only arrived after a tragic misunderstanding of mashed potato proportions?
That’s right: kummerspeck translates quite literally into …
… grief bacon … ??
It’s when you overeat emotionally. Not just cuz you were jonesin’ for some extra fries or another slice of pizza (that, my friend, is regular overeating), but because you were so emotionally fraught with worry and/or anxiety, that that apple pie ala mode pretty much jumped right into your mouth.
Kummerspeck.
Grief bacon.
It’s not just for breakfast anymore.
What a great word that just rolls off the
tongue! So much more pleasant to the ears than “uncontrollable gluttony when stressed. ” “Kummerspeck” has definitely been added to my vocabulary. It explains what I’ve done this week while dealing with my 84-year-old Darling’s hospitalization with pneumonia. Thank you for sweetening my days!
lol
I love when you post stuff like this.
Yep, that explains it. The ice cream disappeared from that freezer last night because of kummerspeck. Sure works for me!
Mine did, too!!!
What a great word – it really brings home the inadequacies of the English language!
Love it. That’s me all the way around.
Oh boy! I have had my fair share of days like this! Now I have a new word to accompany my bad eating habits!
Ah Ha!! I knew there must be a good explanation for those oversized portions and extras that seem to happen when life just feels worrisome and I feel helpless to do much about it.
Well that is a new one on me and very useful.
Kummerspeck: Thank you for a new word.
darlene
The German Language is infamous for putting several words together as a new word to get a very precise meaning.And Kummerspeck is a doozie! Just love it. It says it all !
There are and will be lots of times I can use that word. But first I have to remember it.
Nancy Jo
I think I’m in love with a new word!!!
I had to laugh out loud! The cat’s out of the bag, so to speak: when my husband was oversees for four months it was Trader Joe’s Mint Joe Joes cookies that I craved. They were hoarded and secretly stashed from Christmas for such an occasion. Well at least there’s a name for it now: Kummerspeck, of course.