My hubby would laugh his booty off if I suggested he take a class. Let me paint a picture for all of you. He’s 34, 6’4", 285, high school and college TACKLE, holds our high school football record for QB sacks and tackles in a regular season. When he’s had a tough day and comes home, the only thing second to sex that puts a smile on his adorable face is a great meal. And I love to cook. My kitchen is MINE, it’s my therapy after a bad day. 12 years ago when we were newlyweds, I was in complete denial of my diabetes and cooked anything and everything for dinner. We both gained a lot of weight. Then I got my poop together and made some changes. I only have diet soda and Crystal Lite Lemonade in the fridge. I also only buy the low carb orange juice. No sugar filled snacks in the pantry to pack in the kid’s lunch boxes. Actually, our two kids prefer the fruit juice sweetened fruit snacks to the other ones. I convinced him a few years ago to try using Splenda in his iced tea instead of sugar. His stubborn brain resisted, until his taste buds and tummy couldn’t tell the difference.
Our kitchen isn’t perfect by any means. And please don’t take my post as I’m better than you. In fact, if I had it my way, my kitchen would be stocked full of white bread, sourdough rolls, every type of pasta you could imagine, huge baking potatoes, and an endless supply of corn on the cob. Fresh corn on the cob is my strongest weakness. In a few weeks, I won’t be able to drive one block around town without finding a farmer selling fresh picked Illinois peaches and cream corn on the cob. So, what I’ll do is grill pork chops or chicken breasts or maybe salmon and corn. That’s it…just the corn. Then I’ll bolus like a banchee for all of the carbs in the corn. But you know what…it will be SOOOOOOOO worth it.
The beauty of my hubby and me changing our eating habbits early in our marriage is this. As our kids have grown, they rarely complain. I don’t forbid sweets in the house, but they are kind enough to think of me. The kids and my husband know that I can’t resist temptation, so if it’s not in the house, it makes it easier to not miss it. Especially since I’m a pastry chef by trade. Ugggghhhh