Just a few hours ago, I had a conversation with my friend about how nice it was to finally not be constantly obsessing about what we eat (ironic, considering I write a daily food blog). We feel fit, active, healthy, and happy. What a nice feeling! And then… something happened. What was it? Pasta. And bread. And cereal. What? Since when did I become carbophobic? In my family, we joke about how the anciet prison diet of bread and water wouldn’t be such a sacrifice for us. At restaurants, we are told this is not a bakery! when we ask, over and over, for refills on bread.
So why now, why the end of this affair? Or, more accurately, when did I learn that carbs are the enemy? Probably around the time I started college. I’ve always had a pretty fast metabolism and, until then, thought I could eat whatever I wanted. Then I made a friend who introduced me to low-carb diets (that means no apples!), restrictive eating, and food guilt. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not blaming this person in the slightest. It’s just sad that almost every girl I know (and even some men) have experienced some kind of negative epiphany when they figure out that food isn’t fuel, it isn’t a pleasure: it’s just something else, in a hectic life, to feel stressed and guilty about.
We all know the mantra: healthy diet, regular exercise, 8 hours of sleep. But, life happens, workouts get put off in favor of a coffee date with friends or an extra hour of sleep. And the guilt sets in. I don’t have a solution, or a way to get rid of that sinking feeling I get after scraping a bowl of pasta clean, or polishing off that last piece of pizza I really wasn’t hungry for, or ordering another round. I guess the only thing I can do is relearn the mantra, get back on the horse, and, once and for all, stop the fat talk. One day, one week, even, won’t turn me into a blimp, cause me to have a heart attack and become the subject of everone else’s gossip. I just have to take some time to relax, breathe, and remember that.
Alright! On a less serious note, I mixed breakfast up a little this morning! I heated up some TJ’s Mangolicious (frozen mangoes, blueberries and raspberries)…
… then I topped them with Puffins, two walnuts and two pecans, and almond milk.
Voila! Fruit-on-the-bottom cereal.
Around 11, I snacked on half a Cherry Cashew PURE bar.
Read the PURE story here:
Product Review: Cherry Cashew PURE Bar
PROS: I love the big hunks of cashews! It’s not too sweet, and there’s an almost coconutty taste. The ingredient list is short and comprehensive, each something I would eat on its own.
CONS: Like Larabars, it’s pretty greasy! Don’t get near the computer after eating this. I also couldn’t really taste the cherry flavor until the aftertaste set in. I’ve also only seen these in stores once, so they’re not so easy to find.
Would I buy this again? Yes; it didn’t feel heavy in my stomach or make my tongue want to fall off from having too much sugar. It’s a good alternative to Larabars, and the price is comparable.
My boss and I went to Le Pain Quotidien for lunch. We both ordered the smoked salmon tartine with avocado, cucumber, radish and mixed greens. (Le Pain Quotidien is a chain, so all of the calorie counts are listed; this clocked in at 350.)
I think I’ve ordered this before; it was fresh and light and just what I was in the mood for. I ate everything except for a little of the avocado.
We just got iced chais (I drink these so fast!), but there were lots of healthy take-out options. I’ll definitely be going back here on my lunch break!
A little later, I met up my mom for a much-needed pedicure (I’ll spare you the photos) and dinner. We ate at De Santos, a little gem I stumbled upon on my walk to the restaurant last week. There was no one there, so we were led to the garden in the back where, even though we were outside, we were protected from the rain.
When we sat down, we were brought fresh bread, olives and three bean-made, hummus-like spreads.
At the waiter’s suggestion, we both ordered a glass of Nero d’Avola. I’m usually a white wine kind of a gal, but I felt like a richer red.
I was craving pasta, so I went with what I wanted. I ordered the Spinach Fettuccine with Jumbo Shrimp, Zucchini and Lemon Zest, and substituted a garlic and oil sauce for the original curry cream.
It was delicious; even though I had Pad Thai last night, I was craving fresh pasta and this really hit the spot. I ate every scrap.
After I got home, showered, and did laundry, I had a bowl of Greek yogurt with PB2, 1/2 banana and a side of dark chocolate.
This was so good! I may repeat it for breakfast in the morning. Once I’ve tried PB2 in a few different ways I’ll do a full review.
I’m embarrassed to say I’ve gotten sucked into NYC Prep, so I’m going to get under the covers and watch that now. Have a great night!