Speaking of temptation,
this week I am throwing myself in harm’s way... twice. Thursday evening I will be taking my best
client out for a fancy dinner at an upscale steakhouse, overlooking Manhattan. I would normally start the evening with a
vodka martini, up, with blue cheese stuffed olives and then move on to an appetizer,
wine with my large fat-marbled steak, plus a baked potato swimming in butter and sour cream, then dessert. Tomorrow, I think I will just have a nice
salad (dressing on the side), a petite filet mignon and some grilled asparagus. I’ll pass on dessert and have some
decaf. I will also forego the once
savored, post-gluttenfest scotch. That’s going to be a hard one because this
place is also a cigar lounge. Not much
better with a cigar than a good scotch on the company dime. Sigh.
It ain’t worth it in the long run.
Saturday is
Saint Patrick’s Day. I will be attending
my cousins’ annual SPD party.
Bloggergirl45, the hostess and one of our followers here at TDT195, is
being so gracious as to provide alternatives for me on this day where I am sure she
has a lot better things to do than cook for some of us with alternative food
lifestyles. I was thinking of just
having a sampling of the various Irish dishes that will no doubt be on hand, but knowing that she is trying to support my efforts is so touching to me
that I will keep my resolve. Sobriety
from food addiction, alcohol or controlled substances is not a part time
job. You can’t do it part way. Even I, who writes for hours and hours each
week on the subject forgets that at times.
Gatherings like this were once all about the food for me. What is important is spending time with those
you care about. The things that endure are not the corned beef
sandwiches or buttery boiled potatoes you shoveled in your cakehole.
I’ll be sure to blog more about holidays and how we view, and should view
them in the future.
What's in
my head this Wednesday is temptation, dear readers. It’s always around. The devil on your shoulder is telling you, “It’s
okay. A taste can’t hurt. You can make up for it tomorrow.” Well, that’s how your resolve gets broken
down, when the guilt sets in and you feel a sense of failure. For me at least, that is when things fall
apart. Well, not this time. I’m going to see that scale move on Monday. It will if you do the right thing, Mike. You’re new life is waiting.
Cya tomorrow
for Cooking Thursday,
M
What I
ate today and how I exercised:
Breakfast ~ Kashi Island Vanilla cereal w/a
small banana and Vanilla Almond Silk
Lunch ~ Tomato soup and a big salad w/baby
romaine, cukes, chick peas, cannellini beans, red oinion, carrots and sherry wine
vinaigrette
Dinner ~ A homemade salmon cake and steamed
broccoli w/lemon and garlic salt. Look
for the recipe tomorrow. Here is a
picture to whet your appetite.
Exercise ~ What a beautiful spring day to
walk 2 miles around the lake.
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Matters, 2007
Keep up the good work Mike! When I go to a nice restaurant, I usually order fish.. To me its a treat, and I don't feel so bloated when I leave the restaurant.. and well, maybe instead of decaf.. a cappucino?? aren't they made with skim milk? that's a good dessert for me! Mary Ann
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