For reasons that are boring, I have been living in my office for a week (mostly on the floor). I do occasionally leave the floor, and even made one field trip to a Walgreens three blocks away, where I purchased provisions, including a box of ExtendBars. This is one such bar:

Can food really be considered an appetite suppressant?

Can that really be considered food?
You are assuming that that is food.
Clearly you never experienced my mother’s fried liver-and-onions, otherwise you wouldn’t have needed to ask.
I am intrigued and alarmed by this squatting business. How on earth do you manage to be dapper on the floor?
All foods are appetite suppressants. You eat enough of any food, and you no longer have an appetite for more. The problem is they’re also calorie-delivery devices.
You really should take better care of yourself. Instead of eating suppressants, try eating carrots, apples, oranges, or celery. It’s better nutrition and will tide you over.
I would like to hear the boring reasons you are living on a rug. A girl? A boy? Spiders? Water? Heat? Floods? Sewage?
I agree, eat an apples, oranges or any fruit and veggie and avoid eating these types energy bars.
I read “Savage” instead of “Sewage,” and wondered where Canuck’s mind was. Now I realize my mistake: her mind was in the sewer, while mine was, um… obsessed elsewhere.
Do you feel less hungry after eating? In that case I guess it would be an appetite suppressant.
If it has no calories then it is.
3 has a point. Even the thought of that dish is suppressing my appetite (as cooked by MY mother, naturally…)
@3 I LOVE liver and onions! Can your mother adopt me, please?
Looking at that lousy excuse for nutrition, I really am no longer in the mood to eat, so, yes.
EricaP: Shocking! Both of those things… ๐
@3: There’s a funny story in that vein involving my bubby and zaydeh, may they both rest in peace.
See, my zaydeh was a dentist. (My bubby was a nurse.) And back when he was in medical school (it may still be this way) dental students had to take a gross anatomy course covering the entire human body. This included dissecting a cadaver.
So the story goes, after the first day of dissection he came home to find that my bubby had made liver and onions for dinner. The way I heard the story, he sat at the table toying with his plate for a few minutes before announcing he wasn’t hungry and excusing himself.
@16:
Clearly the lesson here is: you should never bring your work home with you!
**insert reference to “fava beans and a big Chianti” here**
Yes, real food can. That processed bar of poop you’ve got in your hand can not. Thus, the label.