My husband had a hankering for whiskey, so he went off and bought a bottle of bourbon yesterday.
I allowed myself four tiny (and I do mean tiny) sips from his glass, and didn't pour myself any. It was just enough, and I didn't go off program in the food department. Dinner last night was a portion of chuck roast, braised with onions, in chicken broth and whiskey, a small boiled potato, and a lot of steamed kale with Tabasco.
Yesterday I biked eight miles and did some squats and my creaky old fat-lady knees were really complaining. I also boiled up two pounds of pink beans, twice, and they're about done. I'm boiling one more time this morning and will rinse, drain, and package for the freezer.
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