Lately I've been thinking that blogging, especially food-oriented blogging, would be much easier if I had a gimmick.
But my clothes are tight, my ambition is low, and my attention span is of the "That dog has a puffy tail!" variety. So here is what I landed on: I occasionally get recipes from a website that purports to list the World's Healthiest Foods. It stands to reason, then, that if I eat only things on this list for five days, I will be the World's Healthiest Person. Not counting the previous 11,040 days.
Yesterday was Day One. The first day in any physical self-improvement endeavor is always pretty easy, before the caffeine headache kicks in and I realize that I am still fat but am now also very hungry. Day One menu: Poached Egg over Spinach, Mediterranean Lentil Salad, Salmon with Dill Sauce over romaine and Steamed Herbed Potatoes.
I haven't managed to find the beer and wine section of the website yet. Hmm. Anyway, I'm thinking that this blog won't be great for vicarious living this week unless you have an abnormal obsession with greens. In which case, prepare to be very, very jealous.
When I'm not daydreaming about the chicken fried steak I made last week, I'm trying to read The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo. I think I would make much faster progress if I weren't so completely delighted by all the Swedish names. Dan better hope our next kid isn't a boy, because he's going to have an awful time talking me out of the name Sixten Jerker Huff.