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Less than ideal
For lunch instead of a sandwich followed by an apple and/or banana, I thought that I should ring in the changes.
I have the fruit already, so it was just a case of finding something to supplement it; I have learnt from bitter experience that simply eating fruit at lunchtime leaves me hungry part way through the afternoon. Well, I mooched around Marks and Spencer’s food hall and happened upon a tub of taramasalata and a tub of low fat humus. I then realised that they were there in a 3 for 2 deal, so I picked up an additional humus to take home. Next order of business was pitta bread, which was quickly acquired. Of course, this all seemed like a good idea at the time. Low fat, more vegetable and some fishy bits to provide proteins and things.
Except that now I feel rather bleh. I am full and have a half pot of humus remaining, which will have to follow the other one home: I don’t trust the fridge here in the office. I also have a half pack of pitta bread left. That will doubtless be too solid to eat tomorrow, or get forgotten until it is – or has sprouted those interesting blue spots that suggest it might not be good eating any more.
My coffee is looking at me accusingly. It knows that I shall drink it, but IO shall probably have to wait until it is virtually cold. I had forgotten that pitta has much in common with rice and just keeps on expanding in the stomach.
It will be some hours before I can face an apple or a banana.
Sandwich tomorrow, then. Bleurgh…
I have the fruit already, so it was just a case of finding something to supplement it; I have learnt from bitter experience that simply eating fruit at lunchtime leaves me hungry part way through the afternoon. Well, I mooched around Marks and Spencer’s food hall and happened upon a tub of taramasalata and a tub of low fat humus. I then realised that they were there in a 3 for 2 deal, so I picked up an additional humus to take home. Next order of business was pitta bread, which was quickly acquired. Of course, this all seemed like a good idea at the time. Low fat, more vegetable and some fishy bits to provide proteins and things.
Except that now I feel rather bleh. I am full and have a half pot of humus remaining, which will have to follow the other one home: I don’t trust the fridge here in the office. I also have a half pack of pitta bread left. That will doubtless be too solid to eat tomorrow, or get forgotten until it is – or has sprouted those interesting blue spots that suggest it might not be good eating any more.
My coffee is looking at me accusingly. It knows that I shall drink it, but IO shall probably have to wait until it is virtually cold. I had forgotten that pitta has much in common with rice and just keeps on expanding in the stomach.
It will be some hours before I can face an apple or a banana.
Sandwich tomorrow, then. Bleurgh…