Breakfast is one of my favorite meals out - rich foods I rarely cook for myself. But I'm finding I just can't eat that stuff and feel good or lose weight. So, I do what I can to still enjoy the meal even though I feel emotionally deprived by avoiding the buttery french toast, the bacon, the fried potatoes swimming in salty grease, the equally oily fried eggs... I order oatmeal, ignore the butter and brown sugar offered with it, try to remember to order the skim milk, and if it doesn't come with nuts and dried fruit, to add a side of fresh fruit. (I just ate at a place that served the oatmeal with biscuits or toast. Would you like more grains with your grains, Ma'am?) I'm getting used to drinking coffee with only skim milk added. Funny, I find I don't drink as much coffee if it's not sweetened and fattened up, and I am pickier about the coffee I drink when I can actually taste it.
I'm lucky in that I really do love oatmeal, so it's not such a punishment to be eating well. And making sure I'm with good friends with whom to gab makes the food itself less significant. That, I think, is an issue I need to explore more -- making the moment, not the food, the focus.
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