Thursday, August 27, 2009

Post #3

Guilty pleasures. The things I would love to eat yet don't because they aren't that good for me.

My favorite, and one that indulge in occasionally, chocolate. I don't indulge to often and I have set up certain protocols before I can eat any. If I don't follow these protocols I get migraines from it. The basic protocol is I have to eat at least two good meals that day.

Another favorite, Liverwurst, one that I don't indulge in more than once a year. Love the flavor, don't like the high fat content.

There is a pie I like, yet I don't make it because I'm the only one who likes it. It is a Pennsylvania Dutch recipe called shoo-fly pie, so named because while it is cooling the fly's are buzzing around it. The ingredients are simple, molasses, sugar, flour, and a pie shell. Very rich and very good.

More later when I can handle the cravings.

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Post #2

Reviewing what I eat normally, I once again realize I eat way to little. Even though the foods I choose to eat are healthy foods, I still don't eat enough to keep a bird alive. This seems to be a family trait as my mother eats very little herself. Through this course I hope to learn to make better choices in food and to increase what I do eat.

At this point in time though, my taste is changing. Nothing seems to taste right anymore. I'm not sure why this happening. Hopefully I will learn why this can happen.

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Post #1

This is my first post in yet another blog. I am supposed to put pictures of the foods that I have in my fridge and pantry. Unfortunately the only foods that are in either of these are mostly foods that I don't eat. There are three other adults in the house that also buy food, and while I'm trying to get them to not eat as much processed foods as they have been used to, there is still the tendency to buy them. After steering clear of highly processed foods for several months, I have a hard time eating them now.

I will post more later when I have my thoughts more organized.