Sometimes you just have to go against the grain. When it comes to bread, we enjoy Ezekiel for breakfast, toasted with pbj. Lunch would be the sandwich rolls that take lunchmeat to the hoagie level, and dinner is piping hot fresh “good bread”.
Now, we are slowly changing our eating habits to eating more vegetables/protein and limiting the amounts of sugar and carbohydrates.
With that in mind, for dinner, I made bbq shrimp, cheese grits and asparagus. Low and behold, Mark brings in a hot loaf of “good bread”.
We don’t slice this bread- ever. The whole loaf gets plopped on the table and we grab a piece. Doesn’t matter how crooked, huge, smooched this bread becomes in our hand, we just eat it like barbarians.
Ok, Mark is doing better than the kids and I are at the low carb thing. Didn’t think about it until he loudly announced that we had eaten almost the whole loaf without him.
WHY IN THE WORLD WOULD YOU BRING THIS BOUNTY TO THE TABLE IF WE AREN’T SUPPOSED TO PARTAKE IN THE RITUAL OF DEVOURING OUR BELOVED BREAD?
Apparently, this was a test. A test to see how far we have come in a week since the revelation that carbs and sugar are not our best friends.
For the record, the bbq shrimp was made in a skillet of OLIVE OIL, not butter. The asparagus was roasted in the toaster oven with OLIVE OIL, not butter. The grits- well, we have to eat up what is in the pantry- I am still purging. The bread was spread with some vegan stuff that the in-laws had here. Must say, taste like butter but it’s better for you.
Baby steps, honey. Baby steps. As a wife and mother, I am desperately trying to own up to the fact that it is my responsibility to provide healthy homemade dinners.
In the book of Fat People, Here’s Your Guide to Being (a) Fool and Becoming Skinny (my condensed version of all the diet plans), I feel that we should start at the end- “reached goal” stage, and work our way back to the beginning. The first few chapters talk about the elimination of all carbs and sugar- purge the system- eat more vegetables. OMG. The last chapter is a congratulations for reaching the maintenance level for the rest of your life. Now you can enjoy a few sweet treats and daily bread. There.
|Had nothing been said, this would have been eaten as well. Pigeon.|