Successful Recipes

1. Onion roast. Slice onions (kinda thick slices) to fill about 2/3 of your crock pot. Take a hunk of chuck small enough to fit on top of that, stick salt pork and whole cloves into it, and set it on the onions. Don't add anything else. Turn it on low for eight hours.

This is amazing. Every time I eat it, people come around twitching their noses and asking what smells so fabulous. I am eating my last unit of it right now, and sorry, Rob, but I'm going to make it again. (The entire house smells like onion soup for about 24 hours on this one.)

2. Frittata, mentioned elsewhere. Also scrumptious. I'm out of that now, too, and will be making it again.

Less amazing:

3. Seared beef with zucchini, onion, tomato, garlic, and basil. Brown a pound of ground beef for a couple minutes. Add chopped onion (about 1/2 an onion), sliced zucchini (1 zucchini), and chopped garlic (3 cloves). (I squooshed the garlic in my new garlic press instead.) Cook 'til veggies start to brown. Add a chopped-up tomato and a pile of chopped-up basil and cook until the tomato starts to dissolve. Add salt & pepper to taste.

I found this one to be sort of blah, but I admit it makes a nice change of pace. I have two servings of this one left.

Next up: mashed cauliflower.

Some days are like that

Happy Hour in the office today is nachos and beer. In terms of progress, my day so far has pretty much been like yesterday, and things aren't exactly speeding up while I listen to everybody else party. Did I mention that the music is loud?

I realize I have really turned into a whiner lately. I do not like being a whiner. There must be things I can do to improve this situation. So far, I can think of three dramatic changes I might be able to make, any one of which would help in the short term:
1) Get off this diet
2) Get off this project
3) Find a job at a less food-oriented company, or at least one that isn't militantly carbohydrate-only

Maybe other things would help too. It is now my job to think of them.

But damn, it sure would be nice to be like everybody else once in a while. I took years to accept the fact that I would never again be fully able-bodied. I thought I was done with this "suck it up, everyone around you can enjoy things you will never enjoy again, get used to it and learn to shut up" kind of mental adjustment crap. Now I have the relentless tyranny of food in addition to being a gimp.

Some days just suck.

And now I need to think of ways I could make life suck less.