My husband, Retrogrouch, has lost 110 lbs. in the past year. He is training for his first half-marathon. This is what he eats:
That’s an open-face home-canned Oregon albacore tuna salad with local vegetable garnish: tomato, red cabbage, greens and sprouts. Not bad, eh?
I’m less of a fan of the burger.
But proud and awed nonetheless. He doesn’t seem to think it takes that much to achieve what he did. But it takes someone with the will of a bull and the focus of a hawk. And he did it without a single packaged meal, powdered shake, or frozen tray of slop. In fact, he had to push rather hard against the American diet industry to do it. But he did it.
I’ve asked him to start writing a post every so often at Culinaria Eugenius, so we can see how the other half lives. I’m not sure he’s going to do it, but I think it would be interesting to consider the struggle so many of us Americans have with food. So, if he decides he wants to do it, what should he write about: how he lost the weight? His recipes? How to replace certain foods in one’s diet? How to live with a partner who can’t imagine giving up butter? How a fat person can change (see previous)? New discoveries in low-calorie food that isn’t processed or disgusting? Struggles to moderate one’s diet and fears of backsliding?