I'm very new to this, so I'm still at the point where I have to remind myself, "Wait! Stop! Remember? No beer! No tortilla chips!"
Chips. That's what I miss. Ruffles with green onion dip.
But I also remind myself of this: I've eaten almost every delicious food there is. I've had many, many plates of pasta, pounds and pounds of fried rice, thousands of pieces of cake and pie. I've eaten bags and bags of chips. Bowls and bowls of ice cream.
I've had all of it. Loved all of it. I'm not "missing out" because I've already enjoyed
so much of it. So much of it that I'm unhealthy now.
I don't need to lament that I "can't" indulge. I've
already indulged. I haven't missed out on anything.
And if, one day, something amazing that I've never tried crosses my path and I want to give it a try I will. The difference is that I won't do that over and over again like I've done all of my life.
None of this really addresses the original post about missing certain foods. But I think that when I remind myself of this, I shift from missing it so badly to just remembering it fondly.