I’m a million different eaters from one day
to the next

My name is Or and I’m eating ever since.
I’ve been trying to be on a diet, ever since I was 11.
You name it, I’ve tried it. Pills, shakes, groups, singles, couples, threesomes, together, alone. Whatever. I even puked for 2 days straight.

I never got it.
I never got it that there’s no such thing as a diet.

I eat emotionally, spiritually and personally. I eat as a woman. I eat with family, lovers and friends. I eat with my head, with my eyes, with my nose, with my heart and yes, even with my stomach.

I get it.
I get it that food is something you can’t beat. There’s no magic, no quick fixes, no excuses.
No tomorrow.
There’s only an endless journey.
It won’t be easy. It will be full of obstacles, desires, ups and downs.
Hopefully more downs than ups (:

So, I’ve decided to build a place where I can create, laug &, host people that dealing with similar issues.

It totally made sense to open
The first 100% guilt free diner
OK, 99%

Y diner?

Diner is a symbol {for me} where all of the corrupt food is available and accessible in terms of price and time. A fun, beautiful, happy & lovely place full of food we're not supposed to consume on a daily basis.
An easy solution for an uncomfortable feeling.

What happens to a fun, beautiful, happy & lovely Diner that is available 7/11 and there are those who will listen to you almost every hour, but without food. Is the food still the solution to your problem?

Bon appetit brain.