Yes - I used sumac when frying the beef mince, then added turmeric and ginger. The half rasher of bacon was a miracle, as was the whole sausage!! I am trying very hard to listen to my body when it says "yep - that'll do" after a childhood of being forced to eat everything on my plate. It's a lifetime later and I still feel as if I ought to.Your mince dish sounds great. Do you add any herbs or spices?
Also how have you managed to have half a rasher of bacon leftover? I think that’d be impossible in this house!
Yes - I used sumac when frying the beef mince, then added turmeric and ginger. The half rasher of bacon was a miracle, as was the whole sausage!! I am trying very hard to listen to my body when it says "yep - that'll do" after a childhood of being forced to eat everything on my plate. It's a lifetime later and I still feel as if I ought to.
We didn't get wicked waste. We got "think of all those starving children in Africa".The mince sounds even more delicious now. I love anything with ginger.
I think many of us will relate to your feeling of needing to finish everything on our plate ( otherwise it’ll be a ‘wicked waste’!). I can certainly relate.
When we were small, we ate all we were given. At home, that was. I had learned to dislike Spam, tomato, beetroot and lettuce during the one day I had to have lunch at school and we were given Spam* salad and I was forced to sit at the table until I had finished it by the Dinner Lady. It was the one and only day I had a meal at school because my mother was visiting my brother in hospital. Another day Mum bought me a strawberry yoghurt as a treat which I hated and another day, an ice cream which I also hated (it was in 1948 and foods were full of artificial flavourings which tasted awful). I guess I was fussy, but at home, both my brother and myself scoffed everything. Mum was a great cook. There was one time, though, when Dad tried to give us a treat by making porridge with raspberry flavoured blancmange powder, served with syrup on top. No way could I eat that! I always preferred my porridge with just a little salt and milk.We didn't get wicked waste. We got "think of all those starving children in Africa".
Me, too. If I left anything, I was treated to tales of the starving children in India. (Following the 1939-1945 war, the British Red Cross sent my mother to India to nurse POWs who were too ill to travel home to the UK, so I had no reason to doubt what I was told. It's deeply ingrained in my psyche).I think many of us will relate to your feeling of needing to finish everything on our plate ( otherwise it’ll be a ‘wicked waste’!). I can certainly relate.
Having spent a fair bit of time with Hubby in York Hospital last week, I agree. We have all these "eateries" in hospitals now, but absolutely nothing we can eat.Busy day today, hubby had two appointments at the hospital. Seeing that the first appointment was at 9.20am thought I'd use the time away from the kitchen to prolong my fast, we got back home around 2pm, with me only having a Costa Latte since 6.30 last evening. What a shame Costa Coffee in the hospital don't sell Carb Killas or something similar, I'd have bought one if they did, they had nothing low carb (no surprise there).
Had yesterday's left over homemade veg soup, a few slices of chicken and a noggin of cheddar for lunch or was it dinner?
2 squares of 90% chocolate.
Had to spend 10 days in hospital last April suspected of sepsis. I was doing so well watching my carbs previously, though it seemed to cause quite a bit of confusion when I was first admitted because of ketones in my urine, I was eating keto level carbs. There must have been about 10 patients coming and going in my 3-bed ward while I was there, of those there was literally just one patient that wasn't labelled diabetic. How I knew the others were diabetic was because staff were taking finger prick blood glucose tests several times a day. I can't remember one meal that would have been suitable for a T2 diabetic. Had to eat something even though my BG readings were going up and up. I'd have loved an egg mayo salad, cauliflower cheese, chicken salad, Greek yoghurt etc. I don't think it would have costs more, except perhaps using someone's creative imagination. It didn't kill me though, but an opportunity was missed to demonstrate the importance for diabetics to eat suitable meals.Having spent a fair bit of time with Hubby in York Hospital last week, I agree. We have all these "eateries" in hospitals now, but absolutely nothing we can eat.
I have to say the staff were good coming around with food menus due to the time we were going to be there, but again, nothing suitable for low carbers.
Edinburgh Royal Infirmary is not bad as they have a M&S food outlet.
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