SERIOUSLY! How weird is that?
What I know about myself as this year of living healthfully winds down and moves into the next one (because I'm NEVER turning back, I feel too good), is that one fried bologna sandwich on white bread with bread-and-butter pickles and a slice of onion wouldn't kill me. And likely wouldn't do any weight-loss damage, either.
I'd probably feel crappy for a day or so. That's happened following my planned cake and s'mores treats in the summer.
I won't indulge, however, because I'd have to drive more than five hours to get the one fried bologna sandwich worth the cheat.
It ain't healthy, but man is it ever delicious.
I imagine dreaming of crappy food for someone following a paleo plan is similar to recovering alcoholics' drunk dreams, of which I've had more than a few. It's a sober (ahem) reminder that some things just aren't worth it.
If the G&R were an hour away, though, it just might be.
1 comment:
You could do turkey bologna.
And dry pan fry the bologna as the bottom of the sandwich and the onion as the top of the sandwich.
I frequently do "sandwiches" where the meat is the bottom and onion and slice of tomato are the top.
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