Friday, February 08, 2013
Not the store-bought stuff. My grandmother's recipe (which is probably more-or-less the same as everyone's grandmother's recipe).
It uses celery salt, garlic salt, and garlic salt, on top of Worcestershire sauce and butter and pretzels and Cheerios and various cereals Chex. Meaning it is SUPER high in sodium. All those salts, and pretzels are outrageously high in sodium, and breakfast cereals unfortunately tend to have a fair bit of sodium - including Cheerios and the Chexes - so I keep trying to make a decent no-salt-added version.
Thus far, I'm failing. Apparently, mix really does need some extra salt added to bring out those spice flavors.
Anyways, so I baked some today, and COULD NOT STOP myself from eating it. A lot. Repeatedly. I'd tell myself "This is the last bit" and then I'd keep eating. I put it in the dining room and left the area...and then I'd return later for juuuust a little bit more, and then eat a TON more. No measuring anything out. Just eating. Uncontrollably.
The worst part is, it wasn't even that good. Didn't have much flavor, even though I doubled the spices (garlic powder, onion powder, ground celery) and used extra Worshy sauce. I did halve the butter and used part unsalted, part light butter. So for whatever reason, it didn't have great flavor...but I kept eating it anyway. I kept hoping that the NEXT bite would taste better....okay, the NEXT bite. Well, maybe the NEXT bite.
Munch munch munch munch munch. And this was before I was planning to do my weight-lifting. I ended up eating so much Chex Mix, I had to postpone my strength training because I thought I would probably near-vomit while working hard to lift stuff if I didn't wait a while. I swear, I think I ate somewhere between 750 and maybe over 1000 calories' worth of Chex Mix.
I hate not feeling in control. I don't mean rigid, I-can-only-eat-what-I-have-all
otted-myself-for-the-day control. I just mean control like a "normal" person has around food. My husband can eat what he wants, and put the rest back. I have such a hard time with that concept. If there's more of something, I want to keep eating it! Even if I don't really want it any more. Even if it doesn't taste THAT great. Even if I'm getting really full. I always have to fight the urge to get "just a little bit more."
Well, what would life be without something to work towards and things to improve about ourselves? Some day, I am going to learn to just stop when I've actually had enough, not when I can finally manage to wrest control back and drag myself away from wherever the food is.
In other news, this makes me happy:
It's the health news article about restaurant chains that offer more low-ish calorie foods making better profits than those that don't offer much in the way of healthy and/or low cal fare. Seems like it should be a no-brainer in this day and age, but I hope some of those high-calorie-only restaurants are paying attention! I would love to be able to go out to eat any time with anyone without worrying that the menu might not include something reasonably healthy.
Which reminds me of something else - my husband's parents came to visit us recently and we hit up Williamsburg and went to this local restaurant there called "Food for Thought" and it had a fantastic vegetarian selection and a wonderful selection of healthy, inventive meals and side dishes. Seriously, how good does this menu look??
So if you're ever in the Williamsburg/Historic Triangle area (and come on, who doesn't want to enjoy the cornball pleasures of seeing people walk around in Colonial outfits and stroll down the streets of Colonial Williamsburg dodging horse poop?), there's approximately 232,345,234,773,899 restaurants you can choose from for mealtime refueling (about 84% of those are pancake houses, I swear), but I can guarantee that Food For Thought will have something yummy AND nutritious!