The more astute amongst you, or perhaps by that I mean those of you who know what month it is, will have noticed that I've been AWOL for some time. Well let me assure you that my absence has not been because I have been filling my face with fajitas, nor have I been nibbling the naughties. Oh no. I have been a busy busy girl, what with one thing and another, one of those things being MB's recent surgery. However that is not to say that I have been an avid follower, because, as you know, I cannot tell a lie. I have had good days and bad, and I would guess that there were probably more bad than good.
Now as you may recall MB's prospective surgery was one of the things that made him turn all weight nazi on me in the first place. He felt he needed to lose a few lbs to aid recovery, and I'm sure there is some merit to the argument. So, being that I am the best girlfriend in the world and all, I decided that I would do all I could to help him in his quest post op, and I therefore "moved in" with him for a few weeks whilst he was on crutches to aid with the every day tasks like shopping, cooking etc. Let me be clear though. Whilst I suppose am a reasonable (or as some of my kinder friends have described me, "enthusiastic") cook and I do have a few tried and trusted dishes that I seem to be able to pull off without fear of causing death or even serious e-coli, I'm absolutely no threat to Mr Oliver. Mr Ramsay sleeps soundly at night, and even Fanny's followers don't fear me and she's been dead for the best part of 20 years. But I digress.
Whilst off his feet, I thought I would take over the Ferriss frenzy on MB's behalf and rustle up some delicious Slow Carb feasts for us. I planned 4 hour body slow carb recipes such as tuna tartare with homemade bean salsa. I planned beanburgers. I planned braised chicken with tomatoes and cannelini beans. Are you surprised to learn it did not go to plan? No? Nor me. Everything tasted bland and, to be brutally honest, rank. The bean burgers were less bean burger than they were bean mush. The tuna tartare didn't materialise at all as I just couldnt summon the enthusiasm.
Part of the problem is that Inspiration is not easy to come by, if you dont like beans. But I did my best and to be honest I think we both lost some weight as it was all so rank most of it went in the bin. My poor patient, needing his strength to recover, was being slowly starved by his nearest and dearest. Not to mention the fact that I had one or two other "mishaps" on the nursing front leading him to believe that I was actually akin to Kathy Bates in Misery, something that has made me chuckle for weeks now.
However all is not lost. I've learned from the lesson. So long as I stop trying to be inventive I can manage OK. Today's lunch, for example, was an exquisite little lentil salad (OK, it was lentil and couscous and it had goats cheese in it, but there was only a smidgeon of both these contraband items so I am not losing sleep over it) with huge pile of gorgeous Honduras prawns. Yuuuuuum.
Dinner tonight is to be fillet steak with butter beans, mushrooms, broccoli and samphire. Tomorrow I am planning on a salmon teriyaki style dish with pak choi and edamame.
So perhaps all is not yet lost.
I need to update my stats, will try to remember to do so tomorrow.
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