This pandemic has made many of us overweight, or to put it more geographically, we’re a fatter Nation. Here’s my broccoli-filled strategy to rescue Americans who are looking more and more rotunda working virtually or just existing at home not far from those fattening refrigerators?
Forced to stay home so much hiding from COVID, many of us have turned to eating for fun and recreation, sometimes just to kill time. And what’s that doing to us? It’s killing our waistlines, sending them well beyond their borders.
This is why I started “Make Food Boring” www.makefoodboring.com. And I intend to market boring food tips, monotonous recipes and dull desserts. Go to the website and see if it doesn’t put your tastebuds to sleep.
What are we eating that’s so bad for us? Too often, the most comfortable comfort foods we can find. Mine is pistachio ice cream. I’ve made several containers of it disappear. I won’t say what size were the containers.
And then washing down a delicious meal with another waist destroyer, alcohol.
It got so bad I couldn’t eat without starting with a vodka cocktail, followed by several glasses of Chateau St. Michel merlot with lunch and later with dessert, my favorite Cranberry Pistachio Biscotti, so divine dipped in the wine.
Sometimes feeling a bit bloated, I’d sip and sniff a cognac or two.
Now my wife, Rita, is from Brazil, so she’s naturally a great cook. Knows nutrition. In my quest to lose weight, however, I have had to reign in her greatness.
She now has me eating pounds of the best weapon against obesity, that green veggie President Bush senior so publicly berated, broccoli.
So, now my amor acquiesces to my boring strategy to eat less by making my food boring as possible. In the battle against calories, sameness is my sanctuary. She purposely serves me almost the same soup day after day packed with broccoli, or sometimes beans, which are very good for you, along with a half sandwich and a tall glass of H2O. Occasionally on rare occasions, I’ll have a seltzer with a touch of lime flavor. This way I won’t’get the DP’s, diet paranoia.