I first ate around noon – yes, I do eat late compared to when I wake up, which is usually between 4 and 5 am. I’m somewhat reticent to say what I ate, but here goes: pork rinds with French Pate.
Yeah – I bet I might be the only person in North America that had that this morning…
I followed that up with a pickle spear chaser and some water.
The morning consisted of putting together the Ikea dresser, which had more than 350 pieces. As I kind of like putting things together, it wasn’t that bad, but it still took me almost 3 hours.
The rest of the day was work, work, work around the house. I did have the time to whip up the pumpkin cheesecake with my daughter. It’s in the fridge. Perhaps it will make it til Thanksgiving – perhaps not.
My wife bought extra expensive steaks – and there was quite a difference. The meat was so much more tender than the regular grocery store fare. Times are tough, however, and this is rare indulgence.
I did have another cheese and lettuce – and wondered why I can eat this just about every day. Then I remembered my one-and-only trip to the Automat.
My Dad had worked in New York City at the original Abercrombie & Fitch when it was a sporting goods store – a real sporting goods store – one that outfitted Teddy Roosevelt for his run up San Juan Hill. After leaving the store, he went back for a visit and took me. I couldn’t have been more than 4 years old, so we’re talking the mid 1960s here.
On our way there, we stopped at the Automat, and the only thing I could find to eat was a cheese sandwich with lettuce inside the wall of dispensing machines shown above. As with most 4 year olds, the thought of anything green was intolerable, and I remember thinking how these people ruined a perfectly good cheese sandwich with that lettuce stuff.
But being on an adventure, I gave in, threw caution to the wind, and ate it – and loved it.
Here we are – more than 40 years later. The old A&F is long gone and forgotten – replaced by a snotty-boy clothing chain with adolescent sexual innuendo as its market differentiation – something Teddy Roosevelt would not have approved of, certainly. The Automat closed in the 70s.
And here I am, more than 40 years later, addicted to a cheese sandwich with lettuce.
But I digress.
The remains of the day were nibbles of steak, some wine, some breakfast sausages, and probably one-too many clementines … and my weight this morning was 206.8…sigh.
I was hungry in the morning and had the Atkins bar upon arrival at work. Next was the chicken and bacon with Brussels sprouts – the aroma of which made my boss hungry. I was hungry on the way home, and had another bar. Evening was 2 cheese sandwiches, some pork rinds with salsa, and half a pomegranate.
Weight was the same as yesterday – 206.8.
One poster stated that the sudden weight gain from a cheat during a low carb diet is from a combo of: fat, water weight, and glycogen stores being replenished. Question: where is glycogen stored, and how much does a full complement of the stuff typically weigh?