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\nChanging eating habits can be quite a task.\u00a0 In the wake of the last few years\u2019 surge in popularity of so-called comfort foods, I had developed a real taste for such calorie splurges as buttermilk fried chicken, braised pork belly and the infamous maple bacon scones from fellow blogger @gas*tron*o*my<\/a>.\u00a0 Having cooked my way through several Thomas Keller tomes, and sampled the favorites of @The Pioneer Woman Cooks<\/a>, I had rapidly begun to run out of available wardrobe options.\u00a0 My ever expanding waistline was also hormonally attenuated, compounded by three years sitting in a home office and behind the wheel of my truck.<\/p>\n
\u00a0After a recent review of the New York Times coverage of the Fall 2010 couture collections, and calculating the replacement value of my existing wardrobe of beautiful \u201cinvestment\u201d clothing, albeit several sizes too small, I made the decision to stop this freight train of middle-age spread.\u00a0 I engaged the services of a local personal trainer and was promptly faced with not only increasing my levels of regular physical exercise, but taking a good hard look at what I was eating and drinking.\u00a0 The old calorie swap of wine for dinner, so effective in my twenties, was no longer a viable option.\u00a0 At 36% body fat, I had to make some tough choices, or face far more serious consequences than wardrobe malfunctions.<\/p>\n
I had kept a food journal about a year earlier, during a half-hearted attempt to discover a magic solution to my increasing weight.\u00a0 As a result, I had reduced wine intake from four large glasses on a typical evening to two, and eliminate snacking on sunflower seeds. (One smallish bag turned out to contain over 1750 calories and an unimaginable amount of sodium; who knew?)\u00a0 However, I had failed to note that my regular menus had increasingly been made up of fried or fatty meats, large bowls of creamy risotto, buttery pasta or sesame oil laden noodles and an occasional artichoke consumed with loads of melted butter.\u00a0 Though I love locally grown fresh vegetables, I rarely took the time to prepare them, grabbing meals on the run without a thought to nutritional balance.\u00a0 I had even begun to consider popcorn a meal option; a reasonable alternative for a college student perhaps, but not as a regular dinner choice.<\/p>\n
\u00a0The new \u201cmeal plan\u201d (I refused to call it a diet) required that I eat 5-6 small meals per day, with a specific ratio of protein, fruits and vegetables.\u00a0 In addition, I was required to log each and every item I put in my mouth, including the date, time, quantity, meal type, how hungry I was when I ate, and where the meal was eaten.\u00a0 Wine was essentially off the table, with the possibility of a single glass being substituted for a serving of fruit every ten days or so.\u00a0 Dutifully, I made the grocery lists, and filled my refrigerator with the items on the \u201callowed\u201d list.\u00a0 The first few days were literally painful; my seemingly pitiful servings of fruit and lean protein left me hungry within minutes of finishing.\u00a0 I would awaken in the middle of the night craving popcorn.\u00a0 I found myself lusting after my husband\u2019s morning toast.\u00a0 I had no idea that my body was literally addicted to simple carbohydrates.\u00a0 Not being a fan of prepared foods or junk food, I though I was immune to this typical American condition.\u00a0 However, I was as strung out as any MacDonalds or Starbucks junkie.\u00a0 The only difference is that I binged on \u201cfoodie\u201d indulgences.<\/p>\n
\u00a0After about a week, most of the major cravings stopped, and I began to be satisfied, even full after consuming my allotted ration.\u00a0 Amazingly, I hardly missed the wine, but rather anticipated the point in the meal plan in which I could begin to phase grains back into my daily routine.\u00a0 After week three, I had lost ten full pounds, and three percentage points of body fat.\u00a0 All of a sudden, I was able to start seeing visible results in addition to the twice-weekly weigh-ins on the magical digital scale.\u00a0 I was able to literally slide into my dressy jeans rather than having to exhale deeply to even zip them up.\u00a0 The prospect of fitting back into my closet full of clothes began to seep into my consciousness.<\/p>\n
\u00a0From the food side, I began to enjoy some of the regular items from the meal plan.\u00a0 I lingered for almost twenty minutes over a 7 ounce container of plain 2% Greek yoghurt, accompanied by a tablespoon of freshly ground organic peanut butter.\u00a0 For my birthday dinner, I prepared ground chicken Chinese lettuce wraps, without the fried noodle garnish, of course.\u00a0 I actually began to crave roasted baby asparagus, eating the spears right off the sheet pan, hot out of the oven. \u00a0When the time finally came where I could begin to integrate grains again, though only in those meals immediately following exercise, I found myself uninterested in my prior heaping portions.\u00a0 One slice of multi-grain rustic bread toasted and placed in the bottom of my soup bowl was positively sublime.\u00a0 Coarse bulghur, mixed with parsley, mint, green onions and chickpeas and marinated in fresh lemon juice and our local olive oil, and scooped on romaine leaves rather than pita bread was a celebration of taste and texture.\u00a0 Instead of country potatoes, I enjoyed saut\u00e9ed sweet onions, mushrooms and yellow chard with my bacon and egg breakfasts.<\/p>\n
\u00a0Do I still crave those \u201cforbidden\u201d comfort foods?\u00a0 Absolutely!\u00a0 For one (post workout) dinner, I prepared boneless, skinless chicken tenderloins marinated in buttermilk and Crystal hot sauce, breaded with seasoned flour and quickly seared in peanut oil, then carefully drained and finished in the oven.\u00a0 It tasted like fried chicken to me and, instead of four or five, I was satisfied with two, yes two, accompanied by a whole pile of crisp roasted baby asparagus.\u00a0 The prior weekend, I reveled in slowly braised beef short ribs with a fabulous reduction of red wine and vegetables.\u00a0 My husband ate it over buttermilk smashed potatoes, but I enjoyed in with just the carrots, celery and onion cooked with the meat and a pile of pan-seared baby Brussels sprouts.<\/p>\n
\u00a0As a chef, I take pride in the fact that I can juggle flavors and textures successfully in almost any dish.\u00a0 This new way of eating has challenged me to recreate familiar flavor profiles with different ingredients and methods of preparation.\u00a0 Instead of smearing homemade romesco sauce on thick slices of toasted rustic bread, I used slices of crisp organic cucumber.\u00a0 Replacing the ubiquitous (and high-fructose corn syrup laden) whole grain toaster waffles for breakfast was a smoothie made with papaya nectar, 2% milk, almond butter, toasted golden flax meal and frozen wild blueberries.\u00a0 In return, I can snack on such seeming forbidden treats as cheese, whole roasted almonds, and yes, sunflower seeds (unsalted and in measured quantities).\u00a0 Bacon was never forbidden and whole farm fresh eggs provide a regular source of protein.\u00a0 This meal plan allows 30% of my daily caloric intake to come from fats (both in foods and for cooking, one third each from animal sources, olive or nut oils or fish).\u00a0 A glass of wine is now a delightful adjunct to a meal, and I comfort myself regularly with a single square of rich, dark, unsweetened Scharffenberger chocolate for dessert.<\/p>\n
\u00a0After four weeks, I began to sense that some of my old habits had been broken, or at least replaced with new ones.\u00a0 The meal plan continues to evolve, but now basically consists of the 5-6 small meals a day, pairing at least one protein and one fruit or vegetable in each meal.\u00a0 My sleep has improved, hot flashes have all but disappeared, and I have more energy and fewer lapses into lethargic inaction.\u00a0 I know that this is only the beginning of longer term change, but I am encouraged.\u00a0 I can still be a \u201creal\u201d chef.\u00a0 I can still prepare stunning and decadent meals for myself, my clients and my loved ones, but I now realize that I have choices.\u00a0 I can eat reasonable portions of just about whatever I want and still be fit and healthy.\u00a0<\/p>\n<\/div>\n
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