I woke up the morning after Thanksgiving like I imagine a runner feels the morning after a race: like I got hit by a truck. A whole week of groceries, prep, planning culminating in an evening with loved ones and good food. It was EXHAUSTING and I was happy to do it. But even after the last doggy …
I have been using a dastardly amount of heavy cream in everything. Coffee - splash of cream. Pie - whipped cream. Fruit - sweetened AND whipped cream. Pasta - cup o’ cream.
I have a officially regressed from my diet of quinoa salads, eggs, oatmeal, and fruits/veggies. Size 2 - it was nice knowing …
It’s Ramadan. The days are long. Brain cells hardly get enough glucose to function throughout the day. You would think after breaking our fasts in the evening, we get a second wind and can be productive. Not the case here. Usually after iftar, my husband and I try to make the most of the 20 or …
