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Whole30 - Day 18 & 19

Hi all. I'm posting every few days now beacuse not much has changed. I'm feeling great. Cravings are under control and I think I solved my sleeping issue -- I just can't drink anything an hour before bed. Damn old lady bladder.

Day 18 & 19

How the book says I'll feel: Tiger Blood. Me-ow.

How I actually feel: Just call me Tony. Grrrrrrreaaat. Productive and energetic. And very focused. It's like Me 2.0. So strange. Our eating habits have changed dramatically. I am pretty comfortable with what I can't and can have now. Although, I still find myself double checking labels. Labels that are no longer gibberish. 

We 've been trying to get more creative with breakfast. Today's menu was Shakshuka. Doesn't that sound delicious?! Well, it was. It's Middle Eastern dish consisting of eggs poached in a tomatoey-red pepper sauce. My only regret is that I couldn't serve it with bread. That sauce would've sopped up amazingly well.

Shakshuka. (Bless you!)


Tonight, we made the carnitas again. But this time, they were served over fried plantains. A totally different flavor than before but sooooooo good.


Husband says: I feel like I've gotten to an energy balance. I feel solid throughout the day - focused. General good feelings. I still want ice cream though.

Bonus: We have a visitor with us this week and have been subjecting her to our new eating habits. We were a bit nervous because we usually eat out with this visitor 90% of the time. And we are all notorious snackers. She has adapted very well. This person usually eats like a bird and I've now seen her clean three plates of our Whole30 recipes. Score! 


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