Tag: restaurant eating
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Not happy, sugar bear!
Argh, matey, it’s looking definite that we should eat no more than 25 g sugar daily to reduce inflammation, control weight gain and manage blood sugar. Not counting the 3 pieces of fruit I’ve had today, I ate 8 g sugar in my morning bagel thin and peanut butter and the lite sour cream and…
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We are feminists (who like to eat and, sometimes, cook)
The tiresome women who insist that feminists oppose love and marriage make me tired. The young women who insist that they’re not feminists make me tired. In my mind — and it’s been this way since the scales fell from my consciousness in the mid-1970s — real feminists want women and men to have the…
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Out of my comfort zone
I had to pack up my lunchbox and water bottles this week and move to a friend’s home about 70 miles away for some temp work. I was much more anxious than I’d have predicted — kind of like a recovering drunk, I guess, leaving her support group. I wasn’t taking my bike, didn’t really…
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No fair!
In only 4 days, I got hornswoggled twice by restaurant salads. You’d think I’d have learned the first time when a signature chopped salad amounted to hundreds more calories and fat grams than I figured. But, nooooooo. Last night He Who Must Be Obeyed and I had a early light supper, meeting halfway between where…
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