|The Sunday morning exception: a buttery croissant.|
Not only will that make me happy, but it will ease the stress on both the good and the new knee.
As I mentioned last week, the food here is truly delicious. What the dietician did is tweak the menus for me. In our interview she asked me what foods I didn’t like — any kind of organ meats and I can definitely live without charcuterie, I told her. I like all fruits and vegetables and as far as I know, just about everything else. She checked her lists.
We have a follow-up appointment on Friday to see if we’re both content with the menus and the results.
The first thing she said to me was: “There are no forbidden foods. Next week I’ll explain to you how you can eat a piece of cake without losing your momentum.” I can’t wait, though I would rather apply the formula to ice cream.
|Fresh applesauce, no sugar added of course. I’ve asked My-Reason-For-Living-In-France to bring me some cinnamon on his next visit.|
Let’s start at the beginning then. This is what I have every morning at 8 a.m. sharp:
A small –very small — bowl of fresh apple sauce. (That was her substitution for a glass of concentrated orange juice.)
Two packages of Pasquier biscottes, which equal four small biscuits for a total of134 caloriesor 67 per package. Ilove them, which many people think is strange. The dietician lamented the fact that even in this
spa rehab center, the kitchen does not have whole grain bread.
Two of those restaurant size pats of butter. I use one-and-a-half. Spreading anything on a hard surface makes it easier to be parsimonious I’ve discovered.
|One of these each morning, but they’re French and they have no added sugar, just the natural sweetness of the fruit.|
One small container, again like those in chain restaurants if you will, of jam.
A lovely, large café au lait.
|I have café au lait bols like this at home, they’re a cheerful way to start the day. Here the bowls are no-nonsense white and the coffee is no-nonsense French strength.|
On Sunday morning everyone — even I — get a flakey, buttery croissant. (No off-limit foods, as she said.)
She mentioned she may add a yogurt to my menu. It’s up for discussion on Friday.
Tomorrow and Wednesday, I’ll tell you about the entrées that precede lunch and dinner. They’ve given me great, easy solutions for my re-entry into the real world and maybe they’ll help you as well.