Easter is here. Food. Lots of food. Except for me.
Ok, so today will be a short post. Just returned from a family dinner at my in laws. I forgot to plan accordingly and paid for it, as all I could eat at dinner that was South Beach Diet Phase 1 compliant was the main course, a baked ham. That was great, and I had 2 heaping portions.
Problem is, that as literally the only thing on the menu I could eat. Carrots with honey? Nope. Mashed potatoes? Sorry. Those lovely, friendly and fluffy Grands (a double helping no less) we're out of the question. Other potato dishes – nah. Normally there is salad but not this time.
I started the day off with eggs (how my wife makes them fluffy and tasty and I make them flat and bland I don't know) which continues to be my secret weapon. Cravings we're actually quite minimal.
Now I'm hope and munching on salad. Cravings actually not bad — just visions of those Grands are painful though. Especially when I had to butter my 10-year old's Grand!