If Only Everything Had Fried Bugs

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In my heart of hearts I knew when Russ told me that we were going on a company incentive trip to a really nice place in Mexico that I was going to have a hard time eating like I eat at home. It has been almost a year of clean eating that has resulted in a 68 pound weight loss, but I know that in a blink of an eye the tide can turn. If there is anyplace that can happen faster than Mexico I don’t know where it is, especially a resort that claims the “best guacamole in Mexico” and they are right. The first day we ordered it and a giant mortal and pestle stone bowl came out with at least 6 avocados in it and a platter of accompaniments. I was able to skip the fried pork skin and chorizo sides, but dared to eat one of the fried grasshoppers. I think that I have finally found a Mexican food I do not like.

I am doing my best to eat fish and cerviche, fruit and veggies, but I have to admit that a couple of communion sized desserts have been sampled and lobster tacos are a treat I felt I could not resist. Being faced with anything with cheese is just a killer. I really like having a pablano pepper stuffed with scrambled eggs and melted cheese for breakfast. I guess if it did not have the cheese it would be good for me, but then the cheese really makes it.

The good news is that since I don’t drink alcohol I have been able to refrain from liquid calories. The bartender here was quite disappointed that he could not find something for me so I made up a drink that he perfected for me of fresh ginger, lime juice, a little pineapple juice, club soda and splenda. It has become so popular amongst our group that we have named it “the Dana” and anyone can order it by name from the bar.

Russ and I did take a good four mile walk today on the beach. That had to burn off at least a third of the guacamole I had for lunch. I’m off to dinner now and am going to do my best to return to my monastery like eating ways. The island of Arugula is awaiting me at home. At least there are no fried grasshoppers there.