We had our office Xmas lunch in a nearby gastro pub today.
It was gorgeous.
I planned ahead. Since we won't be having turkey on The Day, I thought I would choose that option, with a nicely low carb prawn cocktail starter.
So,
Starter was lush. Although I would have served 2x the mayo. But that's me.
Then two thick slices of very nice turkey, 2 roasties, cauliflower, carrots, sprouts
, cranberry, two tinyy pigs in blankets and some fantastic
proper gravy. I could have drunk the gravy.
Of course, I should have left the potatoes, but the rest was ok carbwise. Well, sort of. So I decided to go for it all.
Delicious.
Then I watched them all eat pud while I drank water
But, my goodness, 3 hours later I am
climbing the walls.
The carb cravings are
insane.
It is like a small furry animal is trying to gnaw its way out through my ribcage.
And I'm
starving.
Haven't felt like this in over a year.
I think it is two things:
- It was all sanctimoniously low fat
- Something in that divine gravy was pure evil. Wheat? Msg? Corn flour?
I've just eaten 3 oatcakes each slabbed in half an inch of cream cheese.
Next will be a hot choc with masses of cream.
But I don't know if that will do it.
I'm struggling not to attack Mr B's cheese lets, fudge and I WANT BREAD. With butter. And bacon. Deep fried.
Ye gods, I used to LIVE like this. How did I ever cope?