As I'm typing out this little ditty to you all, I am turning around from time to time in my chair to flip over the Ziplock bag that has a piece of sirloin steak marinating in it ( a mixture of olive oil / Balsamic vinegar / black pepper ). There, did you miss me? I just gently flipped the bag - so the meat gets equal time with the marinade (no more then 1/2 an hour with this mixture I make).
Right now, I have an actual appetite, abit rare in me and it seems common with some of my other diabetic friends I know that are long term such as myself I really want to sit down and have a good meal! Though if you had been with me last night - you would have wondered if I was on some sort of diet!
Last night Mike and I went out for dinner, we've been planning on doing this for the past 2 weeks, but something always comes up or it doesn't fit into the budget. Here was my chance, to not "slave" in the kitchen, making yet another home made meal along with left overs. Now, don't get me wrong - I love to cook, as some of you know, I have been making my own bread over the past year. No mass marketing bread finds their way into our household - heaven forbid - therefore the baker (moi) is never sick . I just felt like a break last night, sitting down and getting served for a change of pace while I swirled my red wine in my glass.
Well, here I am, in the restaurant after I've had my salad and main dish arrives ... huge piece of salmon on it (usually I can eat most of it), surrounded by roasted potatoes, rice and veggies. My appetite just went poof - like that. I tried to eat, but my heart wasn't into it as I tried to enjoy what was in front of me. Poor Mike is trying not to feel uncomfortable as he indulges in his meal because he is hungry! I managed to discretely slide some of my salmon into a baggie (you're not supposed to do this at the restaurant I eat at but I come prepared). This piece of fish will make my cats worship me of course.
I'm back again, just flipped the bag over and I'm going to go upstairs and get veggies and other side dishes going while Master Griller Mike gets the BBQ good and hot. I AM HUNGRY - I HAVE AN APPETITE. Am I doomed to never eat in a restaurant again because frankly my food tastes much better as well as the service is impeccable here at home (push aside the flyers on the kitchen table and other crap - viola - place setting for two)? Please tell me I'm not sounding too loopy here (and my BG's are very good right now - so I cannot blame what I've written here on having a hypo).
Alright - trotting off to the kitchen. Bon appetite everyone!