Doing More With Less Since 1972
“White Chocolate Bread Pudding With Raspberry and White Chocolate Sauce” is the only thing I’ve ever been able to afford to buy at Nordstrom, but I’ve bought it several times. This will make you smack your mammaw down and kick her in the leg when she gets back up.
I’m making an extra one for emergency use after Thanksgiving.
I don’t really have a problem with eating healthy. In fact, I have a very healthy appetite. That’s the problem.
So while we generally eat pretty healthy food, my issue is with portion size. And no matter the portion size, if Going Back For Seconds was an Olympic event, there would be investigations into my use of performance enhancers due to my consistent domination of the sport.
So I’ve been pulling a little trick on myself I call “Psychological Seconds”. Pretty simple–I make my first serving of everything a little smaller. And I still have seconds, but now Seconds means the rest of the food that would have normally been on my plate for Firsts. I’m estimating I’ve reduced my caloric intake at meals by ~10-15% by doing this. I’m probably making up the calories throughout the day with snacking, but that’s ok since it probably keeps my metabolism more steady, which means they are probably burning off more efficiently.
At 204 today. My Clydesdale days are numbered.
By the way, if you try this and it works for you, feel free to send me a Little Debbie. They are delicious. “Little Debbie–Unwrap a Smile!”
Selling free food is now known as “entrepreneurial foraging“. It’s for the ubercool only.
When Walmart carries organic frozen dinners and even your neighbor with the Hummer is touting the environmental efficacy and bonus deliciousness of peaches grown within a 50-mile radius of the neighborhood co-op, foraging represents the next link on the food chain of greener-than-thou eating.
This is sort of like charging panhandlers $2 the morning after a kegger to scavenge for yard beers and empty cans for recycling. In my day, we were just happy they were willing to come by and clean up after us. It was a voluntary symbiotic relationship before the Wall Street Fat Cats got involved.
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