Heh, remember that scene in Michael Keaton's Mister Mom- all of these interviewees are waiting in the reception room trading recipes when Keaton is called: and the rest of the room says, "It's no use, there aren't any jobs out there, HAHAHAHA!" something like that.

{er, wait, Is that funny?}

Just found this- Gastrointelligence: Why Comfort Food Works

I’m sure my stomach knows best. Give me a bad day, and my gut tells me to griddle up a grilled cheese sandwich made with whatever is in the fridge: cheddar, provolone, mozzarella—I’ll even take American singles, as long as they’re melted between slices of thick-cut buttered bread. The more the cheese oozes, the better I feel.

Now, in an emerging field dubbed neurogastroenterology, scientists are finding that the stomach knows more than we give it credit for. “The gut can work independently of any control by the brain in your head—it’s functioning as a second brain,” Michael Gershon, professor of pathology and cell biology at Columbia University tells Dan Hurley in Psychology Today. The brain in your gut, called the enteric nervous system (ENS), is made up of 100 million neurons and can work on its own, without any direction from the brain. And it does more than control itself; it can control your mood, Hurley reports.