Hey apologies for not being a very friendly moth. I’ve been busy with boring things. Like: I’m not eating sugars and starches for a couple of months. Hopefully, this will help reset my metabolism, and I will no longer break down like a toddler in a grocery store when dinner is twenty minutes later than my body wants it to be.
In the mean time, I’m getting inventive. Last night, I just really wanted some dessert. So I melted butter, coconut, and cocoa powder together.
“Do you think it will taste ok with no sugar?” I asked Nate.
“Butter is sweet,” he said.
“Yeah! Butter is pretty sweet,” I said. But my concoction was bitter.
“Add some almond butter,” he suggested. I did, and some salt, and it was pretty ok. Then we sat on the couch and I learned why Nate says “Super,” whenever there is soup. (Hint: 1980’s TV.)
But that is a measure of how things are around here. I’m eating butter for its sweetness.