The bottle of Maker’s Mark had been sitting on the shelf for months, unopened, a testament to the fact that I can have good booze in the house and not feel compelled to indulge at the drop of a hat.
But after the president spoke tonight to his administration’s alternately pathetic and misguided response to COVID-19, I broke the wax seal, opened the bottle, and poured a shot over ice.
November cannot come soon enough. In the meantime, thank G-d for good bourbon.
Slight cheat here as well. I had the extra fats left over, and I wanted to give the meatless option a try. These are Beyond Meat bratwursts wrapped in Carb Balance high-protein, low-carb tortillas. 470 calories, 36g carbs, 27g fat, 38g protein.
Sunny’s eyes just about came out of her head when the waitress at Kick Back Jack’s set these monster blueberry pancakes down in front of her.
My dear wife had her revenge, though: she made it through about 80% of this massive stack, then jumped back into the car and drove another four hours.
Never underestimate the ability of a thin person to make food just seem to disappear.
I don’t eat beans-on-toast anymore, but I thought I would try this California version: low-sodium black beans on a whole grain bagel flat. Still around 500 calories, but more filling, no sugar, and a bunch more fiber. It’s a cheat, but a small and satisfying one.
There will be Kosher Rice Krispies treats!
Just in time for Chanukah!
A trainer-approved cheat meal at Ototo Sushi at Liberty Station. Good on proteins, good on fats, surprisingly a little short on carbs.
Steak and salmon: good.
Couscous and matzah: okay
Needless to say, the cake went undisturbed. I feel bad about wasting. I would feel much worse with it on my waist.
Elk burger. With avocado. Almost no fat in the meat, but tons of flavor.
Thank you, Deschutes brewery, for an amazing dinner in Portland.
The Pantry, downtown LA, after the Lakers game.
It was 10:3opm. I had eaten only about 600 calories all day, 60% of which was protein. We had walked seven miles. There was probably never a better time for a cheat meal.
And I couldn’t finish everything. Neither could the kid. The stomach apparently shrank along with the belly.
That said, there is nothing like comfort food, done right, and in generous portions to remind you of exactly how beguiling a foodie’s life could be.
My next cheat meal is scheduled for dinner on Saturday, January 19th in Chicago. That will be either hot dogs and tater tots, or Giordano’s pizza (2 slices.)
So for my first cheat meal since beginning my training program at the beginning of August, I was going to have this box of sliders and order of baked fries.
Well, I could only manage to eat four of the sliders, and after one french fry I realized that something had happened to my appetite since starting on this journey: I didn’t much like french fries anymore.
So The Kid got two sliders and the fries, and I am perfectly happy going right back to my nutrition program.
Next cheat meal will be during my sabbatical three weeks hence, during my stopover in Portland, Oregon.
At the moment I am thinking about Pine Street Biscuits. Thoughts?