I’ve been doing a little experimenting with my food lately…actually I guess you could say I’m just actually paying attention to my food and how it makes me feel. I’m trying to figure out which foods make me feel great and which foods make me feel meh.

One day for breakfast I had eggs, asparagus, peppers & onions, with some avocado and strawberries on the side and it kept me full for HOURS. It was so flavorful and super satisfying, and I felt great for the rest of the morning while I ran errands.

I am not a food blogger…don’t judge my ridiculous photo skillz.


The next day I made bacon and egg biscuit sandwich (homemade) because my guys were working outside in the yard and they needed something portable and quick to eat. This was okay, and while it was delicious, I noticed I wasn’t terribly satisfied – like I wanted something more to go with it. So this one was just “meh” (No picture because again, I’m not a food blogger and rarely think to photograph my meals)

One day I made french toast for the family and had mine with lemon curd and raspberry jam. It was DELICIOUS but it didn’t last me very long. I found myself perusing the pantry about an hour later. This isn’t a meal that I have very often but I think next time I’ll add some scrambled eggs on the side to give it a little more staying power.

I’ve been really disappointed by jarred pasta sauce lately so I decided to make some of my own and I was surprised at how incredibly easy it was to make a rich thick sauce. I used this recipe (which is actually a sauce for pizza but I used it on pasta because I DO WHAT I WANT) and kinda messed it up at first by adding too much sugar but did you know that adding lemon juice can neutralize the sweetness? I added the juice of one fresh lemon and let it sit for a bit and then achieved perfect sauce nirvana. It was so good and I was so impressed with myself and at the same I felt duped by Big Food for keeping it a secret how ridiculously easy it is to make your own sauce. I seriously may never buy pasta sauce from a jar ever again EVER. With my new homemade pasta sauce I made spaghetti & meatballs and it was excellent!! I did remember to take a pic this time:

It may not look like much, but trust me, it was goooood.
Meatballs made with grassfed beef. No those are not whole wheat spaghetti noodles because whole wheat pasta tastes like disappointment and I love myself too much to eat that nonsense.

This meal was eaten early in the evening and it kept me full until bedtime. I think I also had some roasted broccoli with it too, but I don’t really remember now.

Speaking of roasted broccoli, sometimes I’ll make that just for a snack because if you do it right, it gets charred just enough to taste like a french fry. Or at least similar to a french fry, anyway. Yum.

Last night for our anniversary we went to Charleston’s and I had the chicken picata with a side of steamed brussel sprouts. The brussel sprouts weren’t very good so I only ate a couple of those (I usually love brussel sprouts but these just were not doing it for me), and I ate about 3/4 of my chicken picata. I made sure to pay attention to when I was getting full and I stopped before I got too full, so I walked out of the restaurant feeling good…not gross and bloated. Oh, and a side note…I found my new favorite cocktail there last night:


I don’t drink very often but when I do, this will be my new go-to. It’s called a French 75 or sometimes it’s referred to as a 75 Cocktail. Basically it’s prosecco, gin, simple syrup, and lemon juice and it is light and crisp and perfect for summer. I had only one of these and it was exactly what I was looking for.

So basically what I’ve learned over the last couple of weeks is that if I really think about what I want, slow down and pay attention to my meals, and include some good protein and vegetables and a little fruit, I will be satisfied and full for a long time. The more satisfied I am with my food, the less I think about food which means I don’t spend tons of time looking for food to fill me up (I’m thinking about those time when I used to burn a trail into my kitchen tiles going from the fridge to the pantry and back again just hoping something would magically appear that I wanted to eat). This may sound elementary to some, but when you’ve spent pretty well your whole life NOT paying attention to the food you’re stuffing down your gullet,  it’s pretty interesting once you do.