apple stuffed, herb encrusted pork chop
homemade pizza. should have brushed the crust with olive oil for a better, golden brown color. tasted better than it looked, trust me. but it didn't look so bad in real life.
homemade biscuits with michigan spoon fruit. once again, more butter/olive oil would have lent them a better color.
chocolate molten cakes with fudge and berry spoon fruit... mmmmm... these were dank as hell.
my first meringue! there's lemon and lime curd underneath. sadly, I forgot the picture when it's finished and all golden and schtuff...
Goodbye, delicious, creamy, fatty, sugary foods.
In light of this weekend, I have been thinking about my consumption habits, and want to eat healthier. As admirable as Ben and Christian's chili-lemon-syrup detoxification was, I know there's no way in hell I'd be able to do that. But baby steps, my friends. At the grocery store I got cereal and a shit-ton of fresh veggies. Lunch today? celery-cucumber-spinach-carrot smoothie. It wasn't so bad, except for the overwhelming taste of celery, which I don't particularly like but apparently is good for you. Vitamin C and shit.
So of course, as soon as I go "Oh, I'm gonna try and be healthier 'n stuff..." Paula Deen makes a fucking friend peanut butter and banana sandwich today. That's all I've been thinking of since 5:30....
Compromise. I can eat one gross meal a day as long as I have two healthy ones. Considering I'm eating three delicious-but-awful-healthwise-considering-my-addiction-to-cream-sauces-and-carbs meals a day, I think that's progress.
Or at least that's what I tell myself.
