Just some romaine, lemon juice, a dollop or two of seafood sauce made with low-carb ketchup, and a few jumbo shrimp.
Low-Carb seafood sauce recipe:
This is totally to TASTE… I don’t measure. The ingredients are simple.
Heinz Reduced Sugar Ketchup
Fresh squeezed lemon juice
Horseradish (I use Beaver brand creamed)
Mix all ingredients and adjust to taste. Be careful with the horseradish, it can be very overpowering, but I love a little bite to my seafood sauce. And I use a lot of lemon juice.
Keeps well for quite a while in the fridge. May thicken in the fridge after a while, because of the lemon juice. Just shake it up and it’s good to go.
That’s right! 30 lb (actualy 31) as of this morning!
Not hiding from the camera over spring break this year!
I’ve been quiet for a few days as I prepare for spring break in San Francisco with my daughter.
My personal goal on this trip – besides looking fabulous in pictures! – is to eat the local food and stay OP!
I am so looking forward to seafood.
Preparations for the trip? I’m pre-making about a dozen pancakes. When I have a microwave, I can warm them for breakfast, and when I don’t have a microwave, I’ll smear on a little low carb jelly for lunch or snack. I have my soups and chili packs to use in microwaves. (don’t forget the tupperware to use to heat!)
I have my low carb ketchup, bbq sauce, and made up some low carb seafood sauce. And of course my salad dressing. I’m READY!
Salads are easy to come by – there is a Subway just about everywhere. I think there’s one 2 blocks from my hotel. And protein without extras should be good. I’m seriously hoping for that microwave so I can zap some frozen veggies. That’s my only tiny concern, but if all else fails, I’ll grab some heftier veggies at the grocery and eat them raw, though that’s not what I prefer.
I’ll check in when I can.
I posted a while back about the Kool-ade flavors and such, which I still love, but here’s what I take with me to restaurants to sneak into my drink for flavor that don’t add color. Sneaky me, right?
I love lemon water, and most restaurants (other than fast food) will give you a slice of lemon if you ask, but I’ve learned that they’re not always healthy. After getting a slice of lemon that made my water taste like hand lotion, and I asked for a replacement, and the second one did too, I started researching. UGH! I won’t tell you what I found, but needless to say, I won’t be eating cut up lemons at restaurants, especially restaurants with bars, any time soon.
So, these little packs are available in most grocery stores. Lemon, lime, grapefruit and orange. They’re all very tart, like the real thing. 2 pks of the orange or grapefruit for a 16oz glass of ice water adds really nice flavor, and sometimes I put in a squeeze of liquid stevia or Splenda because they are very tart. One lemon or lime adds the flavor of a slice to the glass of water. The actual drink mixes, which I got from the True Lemon website, taste AMAZING. They’re strong, and I need to use 20oz of water, instead of 16 oz, but they are sooo yummy. They each have 10 calories per stick, no artificial flavors/sweeteners. 1 carb. 1 sugar. And 100% of your daily Vitamin C.
Small roast, under 2lbs, less than an hour and half in the oven for med-rare.
Smoked Paprika and Thyme rubbed sirloin roast. Sauteed mushrooms, asparagus and onion. Baked zucchini slices with Mrs Dash garlic & herb. Cauliflower mash. A little drizzle of au jus over the mash and meat. YUMMM.
I love, love, love Carl’s Jr. burgers. I have since I had my first one a few years ago. Now, finally, we have one near us that just opened in the last few months.
So, this is: Carl’s Jr low carb “thickburger” (if you’re in canada) “original six-dollar burger” (if you’re in the USA).
No condiments! It only comes with the lettuce wrap and some tomatoes, and sometimes pickles (I don’t know why it’s only sometimes). I do take-out, but make sure I don’t go through drive-thru, I go in and talk to them face-to-face because they never get it right unless I’m there being kind of a pain. No condiments. On IP, you can have mustard, but since I take it home I don’t want my lettuce wrap all soggy. No condiments, and since this is my tomato treat, I ask for extra (one extra slice). Did I mention, no condiments? *grin*
I take it home and made a batch of rutabega fries. 200 grams raw is my serving size. Then I put a slice of veggie cheese on the burger and warm it up in the microwave after removing all veggies so they don’t wilt and get soggy. Then I rebuild it and add my pickles, non-fat mayo, mustard (if you didn’t get it) and low-carb ketchup. YUMM!!!
This plate is 445 calories and 17 net carbs.
So, I mentioned about my car issue. I am happy to say that it’s over, solved, not an issue any longer. I got a check from the insurance company yesterday when they took possession of my written-off car.
But, I can say that for 6 days, I was a bundle of nerves.
I have a slight anxiety disorder to begin with, and when life is going well, sailing along smoothly, I’m fine. For almost 3 months now, my entire focus has been on this diet. Planning, preparing, cooking. Life at home has been good. No major issues other than dealing with a teenager’s active lifestyle. (Mom, drive me here, drive me there, where are you, you’re supposed to be here.) You know, life. I can deal with all of this. I have even sailed through my husband’s ever-changing work schedule with minimal issues.
Driving a car into a lake-sized (at least 18” deep and half a parking lot sized) puddle, a car that has only a 6” ground clearance, is one thing. I managed to drive it all the way through the puddle before it completely died, but then it wouldn’t start. So I get on my cell and call my mechanic…is it bad I have their number in my cell? Anyway, my wonderful mechanic, Brad, tells me that I need to get towed in because I most likely have water in the alternator, and they have to pull it to dry it out. It’s not a big deal. I call AAA to come tow me, no big deal. It’s all good.
Then, about an hour after I get home after taking a cab from where the tow truck drive left me with the car…Brad calls me to tell me that water is flowing out of the engine, and he’s not going to do one more thing on it, and I need to call insurance. My engine is shot, dead, un-repairable. I need a new one.
O M G! What??? The engine was the only GOOD thing in that car! (I start freaking out about now.)
This was about 3pm on Friday afternoon. Not a good time for any quick answers from an insurance company!
I did get a hold of them, and they told me they’d send out an adjustor on Monday, and they’d “be in touch”. Do you think I held out hope I’d hear anything on Monday? Heck no! I’ve dealt with car insurance companies in the past. Can you say molasses at 40 below?
The weekend was hell for me. What if they don’t cover the cost? What if, because the problem could possibly have been caused by some post-market changes the previous owner made, they say no, I’m not covered? What if I am covered? I have a huge deductible. I’m not rich. I just had to pay taxes! I have no money left! (This is when the tears come.) Yes, part of my anxiety is that when something goes wrong, I can think of every single thing that could be worse. On top of this, I feel sooooo stupid. I drove into that puddle because I didn’t see it. I turned into a parking lot and into it. The thing is, I don’t drive through puddles. I got water in my alternator once, about 20 years ago, when I was an inexperienced new driver, and so I knew better than to drive through a puddle any deeper than a couple of inches. I go around puddles, not through them, and make comments about idiots that fly through them. They’re going to kill their car! Don’t do that.
Hubby was, as always, very supportive, telling me it could have happened to anyone. Secretly I bet he was glad it was me and not him.
So, back to the diet. I have always been a stress eater, as I commented on previously. I made it through Friday without caving and getting a burger and fries or cigarettes. The huge urge passed, but I did find myself in the kitchen more often that I should have over the weekend. My calories were a bit higher than they should be on IP. I ran about 1150 calories (versus 950 max) and I even made sure my calories were protein and avoided carbs, though I can’t say I wasn’t tempted by the grilled ham and cheese sandwiches hubby and daughter had on Sunday. I have some pre-made meat dinners in the freezer, so I ate that. (daughter is taking a cooking class, so she made potato soup and sandwiches)
Monday, I did fairly well. I was away from home, but packed my IP snacks and stuck with that. I couldn’t really bring myself to cook, so I picked up some baked chicken at the grocery store for dinner. Had some leftover cauliflower mash, so that went with it. Grilled some asparagus. Not so bad, though I’d had a chicken salad for lunch, so yet again, my calories were high, though it was protein. I really craved the security of food, but knew for a fact I did not want to go out of ketosis, so I was very careful to not eat any carbs outside of my veggies.
Low and behold! I got a call around 7pm on Monday night from the insurance adjustor. Long story short (too late, right?) We had to negotiate for a couple of days about what they were going to do with the car. Yes, it was covered, but kind of on the cusp of either a write-off or fixing it. He wanted to fix it, I wanted it written off because I didn’t have the deductible in hand, and (what I didn’t tell him) I have some other repairs that needed to be done to it that were rather extensive. On Wednesday afternoon, he called me to come pick up my check!
It’s now Thursday morning, and I realized I am retaining water and…other things that haven’t moved for a couple of days. I feel kind of…yuck. The one thing I wasn’t careful about over my stress-filled days was water and fiber consumption.
So, I’m back on track today, starting with a big cup of water, some Smooth Move tea, and a “proper” IP breakfast.
Moral of the story. Sh** happens. Stress is part of life. I’m proud of myself for staying in ketosis and not going off the deep end. I also learned that it’s okay to pamper myself a little when needed, as long as, again, no going off the deep end. This is what preparation is all about. I had my already made up dinners in the freezer so I didn’t have to labor and think about cooking healthy. I have my backup supply of IP alternatives, which I did enjoy a few restricted items I don’t normally eat, but still items technically on plan.
I hope everyone who reads this has a great weekend. Next week is in preparation of our trip to San Francisco! I can’t wait!
So, long story short, I probably killed (permanently dead, no resurrection in sight) my car. Heavy rain, giant puddle, water sucked into the engine. Nuff said.
Today was the first day that I had to FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT the urge to fall off the diet wagon and get some comfort food.
Being an ex-smoker, I’ve dealt with these urges. In fact, I would have loved to have a nice deep drag off a cigarette as much as a strawberry milkshake and Wendy’s fries. Yes, those are my ultimate comfort food weaknesses.
Thank goodness I’ve dealt with the cigarette issue over the last 2+ years since I quit or I probably would have given in today and gone through a drive-thru (in the other car that didn’t die) and blown my diet all to hell.
So, what is my advice when the urges hit?
First you must accept that there is an issue. (I want greasy, salty French fries.) Ask yourself WHY you are having the issue. (Food makes me feel better.) And then tell yourself the truth. (It’ll make you feel better for the moments of consumption, but what about the health problems? What about the fact that you’ve lost 27 lbs and are on a roll. You really want to stop that just so you can taste some greasy salt because something bad happened today?)
Right. That was the conversation I had with myself about ten times on the way home tonight. THE TRUTH.
I came home and made myself a sensible comfort meal. The portabella-bun burger. And then had a protein pack of raspberry hot chocolate, which was very yummy.
I still have a dead car to deal with on Monday, but I stayed on the diet and won the battle over the urges, the cravings, the need for that old standby.
It ain’t easy, that’s for sure, but it’s possible!