When it comes to fats and sweets, I have this little quirk: I'm somewhat terrified of butter. I know that it's better than margarine, with its trans fats, but somehow the idea of this stick of pure animal fat makes me break out in a sweat. Once, my family went to Cheesecake Factory to celebrate my father's birthday. I ordered the Mexican tamales, and they were delicious- creamy, rich corn cakes. I went back home to look up the recipe and discovered I had just consumed 3/4 stick of butter. I almost passed out.
It doesn't help that I have a sweet tooth and love desserts. I do make an effort to steer clear of butter, but once in a while we all need to throw caution to the wind and go ingest a stick of butter.
For the next seven days, I decided to keep an online food journal of what I eat. I promise to include everything I put into my mouth from morning to night, but I can't guarantee it's always going to be pretty. I won't be including serving sizes since that takes the fun out of eating, and eating should always be fun. Let the adventure begin.
1 comment:
Different textures in a dish makes it. Be one with butter...it's your friend. Great post. Enjoyied reading it. Cheers!
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