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this may look like a cold brick of shit, but it isn’t… it was one of the most fantastic, satiating dinners I’ve had in a while! Listen… I have the BEST mate a girl could ever ask for. Earlier in the day yesterday, I made a comment about ‘wishing I could eat a bacon cheeseburger’. You might be asking, “why can’t you Kortney? It’s not like you’re competing in a show soon, are ya?!”. Of course you know the answer… ‘no’-
I can’t eat a bacon cheeseburger because I can’t deal with the guilt that comes after the fact. Every great once in a while, I’ll get the case of the “fuk its”, and have something not-so-great for me nutritionally speaking. I’ve always been one to feel full of guilt, shame, and remorse after having something fattening. Not sure if you’d consider that to be a good thing or not, but it is what it is.
ANYWAY… after eating my first dinner at around 6p, (steak and fresh cooked spinach), I realised I was hungry yet again, after we finished our 20 minute evening mediation. I say “we”, because for two nights in a row now, I’ve gotten the mate to meditate with me. Sensational! We both realised that we were hungry again, and decided that it’d be best for the mate to cook something, and for me to stay put; away from the kitchen.
Then, about 15 minutes later the mate came back upstairs and brought me a plate in bed. I looked down at the plate, and couldn’t really see what was on there, since the only light in the room was coming from American Dad on the telly. He told me to pick it up with my fingers and bite into it….
Wouldn’t you believe it! I was eating something that tasted just like a bacon cheese burger, but minus the fat! The mate whipped up fresh burger patties from extra lean mince (hopefully with no pink slime in it!), fried a couple of grass-fed, free range eggs, then cooked a couple sliced of pancetta in-leu of the bacon! the pancetta had less than 1 gram of fat per slice. HEAVEN! Since I rarely, if ever, eat bread nor cheese, the burger/fried egg/pancetta was a perfect substitute.