Tag Archives: food

12.01.25
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Coffee…hot, lukewarm or cold; keurig or barista…

This afternoon I was pouring the cold dregs out of my coffee mug and looked….really looked…at the coffee stain…. also known as seasoning. Those brown stains are almost like a badge of honor for life-long brew addicts…..or….passionate coffee drinkers. I compare the two types this way – Me…as long as it is very dark and preferably made with my Keurig – Them…while they drink it black, they are probably aware of the difference in single origin vs blends and they probably have experimented with brewing methods as well as the notes and aroma.

I had my first cuppa around the age of 8 while visiting my Aunt and Uncle at their farm. My Aunt filled cups around the table and then asked me if I would like a cup….*wink. My dad grinned and my mother looked aghast and then I said, YES please. My mother did not appreciate the gesture and she believed that under her purview, it was the only time I drank coffee until I was at the age it wouldn’t “stunt my growth”. Maybe it did? Maybe it didn’t?

Here’s the current coffee vessels that live and “take up space” in our cupboard…I don’t discard them but I have been known to leave them behind or had them hide under the seat of my car for an entire season. AND because I have my “favorites”, I will buy them if I see a sale for the same reason some people hoard chocolate or cigarettes and hide them in their underwear drawer.

My husband of 46 years (longevity due to coffee)…. drinks coffee too…in one cup that was picked up at Walmart while on vacation because he forgot his usual cup at home. I’ve included “it” in this picture too. Can you find it? He never asks if ‘I still need this one‘….he knows the answer is obvious…and he just goes along with it as he did with the Cat(s)..

04.18.20
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Shelter eating

I realized that while sheltering in place the possibility my weight would go the only way it knows to go…UP…Think hot air balloon…emphasis on balloon. So I decided to change the way I think about it. I was not going to deprive myself of anything… because those things you focus on are what you call to you. As I do in meditation, I decided when I got the signal that I wanted sugar or starch, I would acknowledge the thought, not assign bad to the thought or even attempt to say Stop to the thought. Of course the mouthpiece on my other shoulder took this as a challenge. I let the noise pass like I do the cat’s abusive meowing on the others side of the bedroom door as soon as he hears someone moving around in the morning.

For the last month, I have been eating only eggs, tuna, meat and vegetables. I supplement once a day with cottage cheese and canned pears or a banana and treat myself mid afternoon to a tortilla with Peanut butter. Every now and then throw in a nuked sweet potato only for the adventure of trying to pull the skin off the sweet potato with two forks without blistering my fingers from the heat.

I’m finding the shelter in place makes healthy eating easier. We have our groceries delivered by instacart which takes away the aisle surfing in the grocery store. If I don’t have sugar and starch in the house, I don’t eat it because…I”m sheltering in place and don’t go to the grocery store. So, theoretically, the only time I really need to use discipline is when I’m ordering my food on line.

Just another positive lesson I”m learning during this pandemic.

Until next time….