One of the secrets to Napoleon's amazing success (and he was a guy who definitely got things done) was embracing the high-tech innovation of canned food. He's the one who coined the phrase "an army marches on its stomach," after all. After observing my own habits, I know what he means.
It's not just that being hungry throws me off (although it does). It's that if I want to think clearly for any length of time (like, say, four hours in a row), I can't be loaded up on potato chips, peanut M&Ms and whatever other delicious junk food has piled up on the snack table in my office. I need the stuff my *mom* made me eat.
Forget things like heart disease and obesity. The difference it makes in my brain is subtle enough that if I wasn't paying attention, I'd miss it - but once I started keeping track, I realized it's freakin' huge.
Of course, the snack table is easier. It's more tempting, too.
Here's how I fight off its dreadful, mind-wrecking lies:
You can read more about eating for your brain at Psychology Today and LifeHack. And you might have some great snack-hacks I don't know about - in which case, spill.