Phil's eating habits are just bizarre. His main meals now almost always consist of a pile of chicken with an even bigger pile of carbs (pasta, potatoes) with a side of carbs (bread) and washing it all down with a couple sodas/energy drinks. More often than not the food is something Kat nuked in the microwave for 5 minutes. Every single "homecooked" meal this idiot brags about having can be found in 2 minutes on the website of some company that specializes in frozen meals. Love the fact that Kat was at least attempting to make actual meals (with dessert!) in the first month or so she moved in only to quickly realize Phil has the standards of a literal pig and will eat whatever slop is presented to him. He'll then have himself several late night "snacks" that any normal person would consider to be a regular meal. Don't worry though, it's all fine because he eats a couple daily vitamin gummies, so he gets all the nutrients he needs! It's the healthiest he's been in years, that dumb bitch Leanna with her fresh salads and soups was killing him!
I don't know how you get to the point in your life where you think this is healthy, but I imagine it takes years of lying to yourself and the total loss of any shame to get there. Especially in light of the fact he does zero exercise and his body has morphed into that of a 75 year old granny, and literally all he has to do is look in the mirror to realize this simply isn't working. Phil can't get rid of his sagging tits and the gigantic flabs of jiggling fat on his arms because Kat likes them, okay? Then again, this is the same person who unironically believes he was at one point a bodybuilder with huge muscles who everybody was in awe of and still thinks he has "leftover" muscle from those days, so maybe he's looking into a funhouse mirror.
