I would have made it to 10 lbs. gone if it wasn’t for my daughter and her friend Debbie. They took me out for dinner last night to Dada’s. It is one of my favorite Delray Beach resturants. I’ll tell you what happened and you can tell me how well you think I handled the situation.
(1) Baked brie appetizer: This was incredibly delicious. As you can see, the brie came with both fruit and bread. I chose the apple slices and put the tiniest taste of the brie on top. Mmmmm. Heaven. I ate about three of these and then STOPPED! Now, those of you who know me and have shared meals with me understand the incredible change in my behavior that this represents. As a charter member of the “clean plate” society I usually can be counted on to eat every delightful tidbit of food placed in front of me. Afterwards, of course I beat up on myself for “having no control.” This time I did exercise control and I can give myself credit for what I didn’t eat that I normally would have!
(2) Filet mignon infused with thyme and garlic: I have not tasted beef since I started the 20 pound struggle 4 weeks ago. So this was quite a treat! Mouth-watering doesn’t even begin to describe what I ate last night. Please notice how much of the filet is left-over. I would estimate at least half. But even more impressive is the fact that virtually ALL of the amazingly delicious garlic mashed potatoes survived the evening. Again, I think I deserve credit for showing incredible restraint under really difficult conditions.
Filet before
Filet after
(3) Drinks, bread and dessert: No drinks, I had only water. No bread. This was very hard for me because the homemade multi-grain loaf had obviously just come from the oven and was literally screaming to be slathered with butter. No dessert. No coffee.
I give myself a B+ because I think I did really well, even though I know that I strayed from my diet plan. I decided to enjoy a meal at a restaurant that was certainly not diet-friendly. I don’t give myself an A, because I probably could have made some better menu choices. Yet, by restraining my consumption, I was able to conclude the evening without feeling like I was “bad.”
Do you agree? How would you rate my performance? How would you have handled the situation?
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