Tag Archives: No sugar

Conflicting flavors

I love the smell of glue. It’s sweet and tangy. They are gluing new panels in the kitchen and offered to open the windows (they probably smell this stuff on a regular basis so the suggestion was probably based on … Continue reading

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No Sugar. Day….

Today was one of those mornings when you try to decide what can temp you out of bed. Because otherwise, it’s intense and guiltless hibernation tll someone else makes coffee. But you can’t decide. The cat is stomping all over … Continue reading

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Day 12. Surviving Las Vegas buffet

“It’s clear like vodka and bubbles like Champaign,” I think as I stare at a drink of a person next to me. The guy a size of Vesuvius, with folds of terrains that look like lava slides, takes a gulp (probably … Continue reading

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Day Five. No Sugar

Borja and I are at the Anthropologie store, my favorite. It’s 42C (something around 90F) outside and I’m checking out the sweaters because I’m cold as usual. The sugar thing is not helping either. I go round and round, touching … Continue reading

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Day Four

My head is stuck between two pillows. Is it possible to squeeze out the headache? My ears are ringing. Must be the alarm bells in my brains screaming, “Still no sugar! What the heck!” And that’s considering I cheated with … Continue reading

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Day Three

For everyone concerned about my peaches – I’m compensating with golden crispy succulent roasted turkey skin… I know, I know. But when the breast came out of the oven, I couldn’t help myself and peeled it off. Borja, who watched … Continue reading

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Day One – I’d Kill for a Cookie!

I’d kill for a cookie. Is it possible that our body needs so much sugar to operate? And that’s not to say that I have been completely stoic today – stoic but without unhealthy enthusiasm. A couple of figs and half a … Continue reading

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Saying NO to Sugar

The goal: Banana Republic pants the size I was wearing a year ago. Soft, stretchy, not on sale. What happens at the thought about going on a diet? The fridge door opens and methodically, everything without mold gets devoured. Some … Continue reading

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