So, it was a Friday in late January. I was
cold and when I get cold, I also get hungry. The 'fly in the
ointment' [Likely source is a phrase in the King James Bible:
Dead flies cause the ointment of the apothecary to send
forth a stinking savour. (Ecclesiastes 10:1) For five centuries, 'a
fly in the ointment' has meant a small defect that spoils
something valuable or is a source of annoyance] was the seemingly forever diet
I'd been on for a number of centuries...
I'd just finished a breakfast I termed
E-PLT
and was already 285 calories in hole that held only 1400. and, with a
seemingly endless number of hours yet to go, I did the one thing any
man is capable of doing when under stress... I ignored the facts and
went for the gusto!
In my case, gusto translated into pasta
– one of the few foods I turn to in times of need. A plate of
steaming Penne translates into comfort food taken to the max. I had
to have some and as the 12 o'clock hour approached, I found myself
heading for the kitchen... Earlier, I had thrown together a quick
planning spreadsheet to estimate my meals as to their caloric
content. For lunch, I had estimated I had about 400 calories from
which to work with. That said, let's see how well I did...
Salad and dressing was not shown |
OMG! Pretty well under that 400 mark
wasn't I! So, being a guy, I added in a really 'tiny' slice of
garlic bread (not shown) to make everything a little more Italiano! All in all, this was a
great lunch time repast and I still had a nice salt laden Banquet
entree to look forward as well as those brewski's!
Wait! You might have noticed that the sauce may have had something 'extra'. Honestly, I had no idea of what that foreign matter could have been.....
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