Archives for: June 2004, 01
The weekend wasn’t quite as compliant as I had envisioned. Hubby decided that Memorial Day was going to be a designated “carb” day for him. So, that meant that we had yummy designer french bread with dinner, which was a pot of my famous chili (all totally compliant). And then I made a strawberry shortcake to die for. Northwest strawberries are ripe two weeks early this year. These strawberries are so sweet you really don’t need to add any sweetener or anything to them. They are perfect all by themselves. But anyway, back to the dessert. It was a recipe hubby found on one of those internet cooking sites. Had lots of heavy cream and some sugar, and of course the dreaded shortcake part. Ah! It was divine. Both of us woke up this morning just starving! And our stomachs were rumbling up a storm. That always happens when we have “carb” days. So, that will do it for him for awhile, and any of my poor food choices will by all my doing. At least I could blame yesterday on him.
On another note, I was musing yesterday about the different food choices between secretors and non-secretors. I spent the first year and a half on the diet as a secretor, because it was before the book Live Right for Your Type was published. I was allowed potatoes, but not tomatoes. Now I can eat tomatoes, but not potatoes. I like it better this way. As a secretor coffee was neutral, now it is an avoid. It is something I haven’t stopped, though. I still have one cup in the morning. I think what I like best about being a non-secretor is that bourbon is neutral. It is avoid for secretors. The hard part about being a non-secretor is that the beneficial food list seems so short. So many of the beneficial foods for secretors, like bananas and common fish varieties are just neutral for non-secretors. A lot of the dairy that we B’s love is beneficial for secretors, but becomes neutral for non-secretors. It’s not very easy to eat mostly beneficials. And of course living with a family that thinks the diet is all bunk, anyway, is pretty hard, too. But I didn’t start this paragraph to get all depressed about what I can’t have. I enjoy the foods that are good for me. And I’m very grateful to be a “B”.