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Why Do We Eat What We Eat at Breakfast?
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I am 3 cups of coffee. And I suppose that explains some things!
Yogurt, a little maple syrup, and homemade granola. On the weekends, once I wake up it could be steak and eggs. Coffee is in there somewhere.
I must be a bagel with cream cheese and ham sandwich with coarse garlic salt or a sausage and egg sandwich then.
I have never awakened hungry in my entire life.
Even if I skipped dinner the night before.
I suddenly find myself biting holes in my tongue
Loco, I was like you for my whole life, up until I was prescribed a few pills (I know, not my idea) that had to be taken. Yogurt and granola is pretty light and it doesn’t take much.
Seriously joe6? What kind of pills?
I wake up, have a coffee.
If I do eat something it will be an hour later, something lite like strawberry or blueberry oatmeal or yoghurt.
Loco, pills for pulmonary embolism, pulmonary hypertension, congestive heart failure. I always resisted even talking an aspirin, but I have a blood disease that caused those issues. Before I was diagnosed I could hardly walk up a flight of steps. But I can walk up a couple flights now. I hate taking these pills, but it seems to have made a difference. Anyway, getting back to the post, having something in my belly in the morning is a good idea.
Never knew of, heard of, thought of, had SA of or even recognized the word / concept ‘HANGRY’ until after it was way too late and already over.
If I have breakfast, usually around noon, it’s a two egg omelet with a little bit of sausage, onion, one diced black olive, and cheese (swiss).
Claudia, is here to make us all hungry.
PS, you should add some bell peppers for color… (and flavor)
Jalapeños are a good touch too. Don’t forget sour cream.
joe6, I started substituting sour cream for mayonnaise on chicken dishes and it works wonders.
Mix in a small amount of legit horseradish sauce and it is stellar.
I start off every morning with a mixer full of bananas, blue berries, a couple shovels full of what ever whey protein powder and thinned out with apple juice.
If it’s a work day I stop buy a special little mom and pop restaurant and pick up a breakfast burrito. Days off we usually fry p some bacon, cut up a shit load of strawberries, and make some waffles using Kodiac Pancake/Waffle batter. Cool stuff. Keto friendly.
I like eggs, home fries, bacon/sausage for dinner. It’s too much for me in the morning.
I start each day with a stiff one …
I don’t eat anything from the time I get up at 0430 till the time I get home at 1600, caffinated beverages only until then. This is for a variety of reasons and habits formed over decades, but one reason is that I don’t like to play an “away game” on the few toilets provided for the hundreds of freinds from around the world at work, so I can skip the shoe marks on the seat and the Islamic dick washing and needle pierced toilet paper and Hispanic piles of used poop paper next to the commode because the plumbing systems they grew up with couldn’t handle it.
…which is not to say that Americans can’t make the work toilet experience problematic. We’ve had a few trans over the years, but there’s drug deals going on with the phones in the bathrooms and creeps who stand behind you at the urinals waiting for the stall to vacate and things like that, but my favorite was this guy who inspired the company to post “NO FOOD OR DRINK” signs on the bathrooms. No, really.
This was a large, strong man with a rather simple mind, and I don’t know what went on in his life in the projects that inspired this but he had a habit of eating things on the throne, some sort of perpetual motion I suppose, and singing to himself, his dick, and his turds in a surprisingly high, keening voice (think Michael Jackson going “HE he hee!) for his Notorious B.I G. size as he sat in the *ONLY* stall in the back Men’s Room while eating a large pizza (you could see the box on the floor under the stall) and drink an entire 2 litre before returning to work.
Nice guy, hard worker otherwise, but problematic for this and other reasons, and they could not make him understand why this wasn’t acceptable because he was so simple. Eventually they had to let him go for attendance and hygine issues, but you get the idea that why doing some “solids control” seems to me the best way to avoid the issue until I get to my own personal porcelain in the evening when I can relax, sit squarey on my non-footprinted seat, and let things roll as they may without having to worry about turd burglars banging on the stall door…
It is said that knowledge is power, but now we know much, much more than we really wanted to know.
Holy crap, SNS, I think I’d try hard to avoid that bathroom scene as well. Seems like a guy with your background wouldn’t have to put up with all that.
SNS , Please put those thoughts into a book !!
My breakfast this AM:
Fried breaded catfish.
Buttermilk biscuit and gravy.
Cantaloupe slices, salted.
Chocolate whey protein powder in milk, with strawberry yogurt.
Coffee with cream and Kahlua.
I should make it to lunchtime…
Bourbon – the breakfast of champions!