Vacation Food Report

I had good intentions. "Let's try to lose weight on this trip", I said to my husband as we pulled out of the driveway. Right. Started out on the right foot. Except for the ice cream we had the first night but really not too bad. Well, the burger and fries. I mean, I didn't finish the bun. But then I lost all control (did I ever have any?). Fried chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy. Chicken breast only. No skin. But still. Bagels and cream cheese, sweet rolls, pastries of all sorts for breakfast. Pinkberry (the best frozen yogurt) a couple of times. No candy, though. Interesting. I usually keep candy and cookies in the hotel room just in case. Just in case the end of the world comes and I find myself the only living survivor holed up in my hotel room. I want to make sure I don't starve to death. But this time no food in the room. Of course, never once did I find myself hungry but still I think that is an accomplishment I can be proud of. Didn't stock up on junk. And only had Pepsi a few times. Mostly water. What other virtuous things have I done? Last night while everyone else chowed down on steak, creamed spinach, baked potatoes with all the fixings, I, Miss Virtuous, had roasted chicken. Yes, that's right. And I didn't finish it. So there. On my way to a cooking class at Sur La Table with the family. Greek cooking. Should be fun. And we get to eat what we cook! Now that's what I call a good day.