It's 6.09pm and it's dark.
Winter has arrived.
That means roast dinners, stews and root veges.
I'm not a fan of winter
but one thing I like about winter is the long conversations
that result from the earlier darkness.
That's means random, reminiscing, rambling conversations
and lots of laughter
about things like the best biscuits you remember.
I remember these biscuits that had cartoon faces cut out of them
and filled with white cream.
Oh they were so yummy and special.
That was back in the day when shop bought biscuits
were such a treat.
Or white bread with golden syrup that for some reason made the bread crispy.
Or golden syrup or honey on wheatbix halves.
Or cold milk and too much milo.
Or pink waffer biscuits, cameo cremes, the old toffee pops.
Why is it that food remembered tastes so wonderful
I remember a chicken meal at the Brisbane, QLD Hilton
that melted in my mouth.
Then the silkiness of chicken livers sauteed in chili peppers and whiskey
every Thursday night in Los Gatos, CA.
Or the fresh, tanginess of a beef salad in Feilding, NZ.
And the refreshing, coolness of lime sorbet at the Octagon in Christchurch.
A while ago I mentioned that I had started a diet.
I've kept going and have slowly lost 15kgs (33lbs)
mostly from taking sugar and processed food out of my diet.
I started following the Dukan diet but that wasn't sustainable
so I kept trucking along without processed food
though struggled wtih NO chocolate.
Then I got onto the Cohen Clinic diet and that has made all the difference.
It's all fresh veges, a little meat and some fruit.
My stomach has shrunk and a fist size of food is more than enough.
That and reading David Gillespie's Big Fat Lies book.
Gillespie's thing is that sugar is poison
and I'm inclined to believe him.
Chocolate now goes straight through me.
It's tastes super sweet and tacky.
I dream of chocolate but know that it won't taste like I want it to.
When I have had chocolate I have been ill.
Sick to my stomach.
Crampy and sore.
I think I learn my lesson but in my humanness,
I'll get there.