Today's Blue Plate Specials

Today we went to a little joint to get some lunch, it was recommended by the locals.  I was a little worried, but just went with the group.  Big Mistake.

The Specials:
A. Bacon Mac&Cheese (served with green beans, fruit cup, dinner roll and brownie)
B. Bacon Cheeseburger Pizza (served with bread sticks and a brownie)
C. Italian Stallion Hot Dog (served with fries, green beans and A BROWNIE)

No.  No.  And Hell No.  What is an Italian Stallion hot dog?  I don't even think I want to know.  Unless it's served to me by Rocky Balboa himself, that is one weiner that is NOT going in my mouth!  A person at the table ordered the Bacon Mac&Cheese, guess what the green beans had in them?  Yup, BACON!!!!

The only salad on the menu was their taco salad.  I don't like taco salad.  I also didn't want to eat red meat again this week or any time soon.

The Soup du Jour:
A. Ham and Bean
B. Cheeseburger Fucking Chowder!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  What?The?Fuck?

The other items on the menu were things such as: hot beef sandwich (gravy, mashed spuds, etc.), French Dip w/ fries, Pizza Burger (what is that? I've never heard of it!), Chicken Strips (battered and fried), crap, crap, crap.  No grilled chicken to be seen.  No breakfast available at lunch (I can't go wrong with plain scrambled eggs).  No fresh fruit, only 'fruit cups' - the kind in heavy syrup.  But they do have sugar free chocolate pudding and wouldn't you know the waitress told me that they have frozen yogurt and it is very healthy for you and it has REAL FRUIT in it!

I asked if I could just have a plain salad with lettuce, tomatoes, etc.  The waitress said, 'We usually only have dinner salads on Fridays with our all you can eat ribs & chicken - but I can come up with one for you today, sweetie!'.  I also ordered the Ham & Bean soup.  Second Big Mistake.  It was a cream based soup, it had more potatoes in it than it did beans.  I picked 2 chunks of ham and some of the corn out of it.  It basically looked untouched by the end of the meal.  It was not ham and bean soup - it was a creamy potato soup.  There's quite a difference.  The salad was partially frozen iceberg lettuce, tomato wedges, and shredded cheese.

I was so upset by the whole stupid thing, I left lunch early to go back and get my stuff out of the hotel room.  Since I was worried about going back to the meeting for the next 4 hours and being hungry, I asked the front desk if it was possible to have anything from the little free breakfast area.  I only felt comfortable asking because I have been talking to the lady a lot there and I get my coffee from her, because the stuff in the free area is horrid.  She said sure and asked me what I wanted.  I ate a bowl of Cheerios with skim and took a boiled egg and tiny strawberry yogurt with me for a snack later.  They set snacks at the meeting at about 3pm and yesterday they were little mini bags of chips (Doritos, Cheetos, etc.) and 8 ounce cans of soda.  I can't do that shit, I didn't eat it yesterday either.

It's always hit and miss for me when I'm on travel.  Sometimes, I'm fine and don't cave in to a single craving.  Other times, I act like it's a free for all and 'what happens away from home stays away' - uh no, it comes back attached to my ass and thighs.  I just want to go home, I'll be there tonight though! :)

So, I am slowly working my way out of the clutches of carb cravings.  This is the worst environment to be in right now.  There are snacks and tables and tables of food everywhere.  This morning, a huge spread of mini muffins, danish, etc.  The snack this morning was an assortment of bars: lemon bars, raspberry cheesecake bars, blaaaa.  I ate carrot sticks and I hated every person in the room who was enjoying their treats.   Oh yeah and the food is constant.  830am is sign in with millions of breakfast pastries, 10am is break with dessert bars/cookies/lemonade, then 12pm is lunch break, 3pm is snack with nachos/chips/soda/popcorn.

On Tuesday, I ate the worst lunch and supper that a person could imagine, but I did not eat the snacks at the conference.  I went to lunch with women who ate the same 2 person fettuccine as I did, and 2 hours later I watched them gorge on nachos with cheese dip, soda and cookies.  I was still full, bloated and remorseful.  I feel sad for them, I really do.  Not in a judgmental way, but just wishing that they could see what they're doing to their health.  I remember being them though, I bet ten million dollars a lot of them are thinking of what day their diet is going to start.  'I'll start on Monday'.  'I'm going to start as soon as I walk in the door from this conference'.  'I'll start after this 3 day weekend, so I have time to prepare and plan my groceries, etc.'.  START TODAY.  START right now at this meal.  You are digging your own fucking grave with that fork!

A gal who weighs about 300 pounds just sat down by me and exclaimed, 'They put the left over donuts out again and they want us to eat as much as we can or they're going to have to throw them away!  Go get some, there are all different kinds!'.  They had the donuts set out yesterday, so they are day old donuts in the first place.  She has THREE on a little mini plate, stacked up.  Reminds me of something out of the Simpsons.  Damn it, Homer - don't sit by me!  She just said, 'Oh they are a little dry, I need to go get some lemonade!'

I was just listening to these two gals talk.  They apparently came together and shared a room.  The one was apologizing if she kept the other one up.  She said sometimes her sleep apnea machine goes crazy and has a mind of its own.  The other one said, it's okay - my husband's does the same thing.  They were going back and forth about 'crunching the little hose'?  What?!   They're both sitting there with what looks like Chinese food take out, some cookies from the table and liter bottles of Dr. Pepper. LITERS.  EACH.  BOTH HAVE ONE FUCKING LITER OF GODAMN SODA IN FRONT OF THEM.

****APOCALYPSE, NOW!!!!****  

Ok, I'm going to be done now or I will ramble on and on.  I'm obviously in a foul mood.  I'm even more upset about my eating choices on Tuesday after witnessing these train wrecks.  I sound like an asshole, because sometimes I am one.  Mkay?  I blame some of the bitchiness on coming out of this carb-fest.  See?  It's just bad, all the way around.