It's official. Food is dead to me. I don't want it, I don't want to look at it. I certainly don't want to eat it. If I never eat another apple in my life it will be all too soon. And sweet potato...I'm looking at you...my former best friend, you are now my enemy. Even baked to perfection it is just too much to choke down. I used to enjoy the flavors of almonds and now it makes me want to gag. Another bowl of oatmeal--no thank you! Avocado, go away and never come back. And blast the bland and boring spinach. Tofu, perhaps I can tolerate you. After all, I really have only eaten you a handful of times. You just take too much to prepare with the pressing and the baking and all that nonsense. I'm tired of it all.
There I said it. I needed to get it off my chest. What I'd really like to eat right now is a cool and refreshing orange, followed by a tall glass of pulpy orange juice.
Oh yes, my craving this week is for a large bowl of spaghetti, drenched in red sauce with lots of steamed or roasted broccoli.
I need something crunchy. Perhaps some carrots, or better yet a slice of toast. Without any almond butter. No thank you almond butter. Stay away.
Berries. Oh beautiful berries. I want strawberries and blueberries and blackberries and raspberries. No more apples please!
And what I wouldn't give for sauce. Ketchup, BBQ, hummus, nacho cheese, and many many more.
Yup, two weeks in, two weeks to go. I may waste away before March 28th!