Part of my own therapy

So as I said before, I'm reading this book that really tries to make sense of why we do what we do for food....bad food.
There is a section about Entertainment. That section was totally for me.
I would rather go to a restaurant with a gimmick. Something that makes it "fun". Which I think is not a bad thing in itself, but when the food is bad and just because it's fun to go to and that is what makes the descision ...that's bad.
Also, about emotional eating.
For me, for as long as I can remember, Food brought family together.
Either at Grandma's around the kitchen table where all the girls got to catch up....with bottles of wine, veggies but with homemade ranch dressing or...
Nana's with an entire spread of food for EVERY meal or....
Dad going out to the coolest newest restuarant AND ordering appetizers and desserts or....
every birthday, holiday, family was in town...the thing to do was GO OUT to EAT.
Granted " hey it's your birthday, want to go for a walk??" Doesn't sound as nearly exciting or Practical for that matter. I think I have equated Food with good times, family and reuniting.
Then on my own I've realized that EVERY emotion makes me want to eat.
I eat for every possible reason - personal accomplishments as a reward or because...I'm mad, happy, sad, bored, anxious, have nothing else to do, can't sleep, anything and everything.
So this weekend - which by the way is our 1st Wedding Anniversary -
I'm going to be very conscious of how I'm feeling, if I THINK I'm hungry and what else can I do to satisfy that NEED. BECAUSE IT WONT BE FOOD.