Quitting cold turkey

This is it. No more of this “we’ll try to slow down”, “we’ll limit it to so many times a week”. Alan and I decided we won’t eat out for an entire month. Until October 15th, we can’t spontaneously decide to grab something to eat instead of cooking it ourselves. The only exception is being invited out, since we don’t really want to be a drag and say “sorry, we can’t eat out”. That’s the problem in living in a downtown location where we just have to walk outside the door to find a good restaurant. We ended up eating out more than our bodies and wallets could afford. I also blame it on the Spanish for infusing us with their habit of eating out 3-4 times a day. So Sunday I cooked a huge batch of spaghetti sauce to freeze, I made dinner last night for the next couple of days and so far it has been working. My body feels better already. Oh, and did I mention I cooked Beef Panang from scratch on Sunday?? My first Thai curry from scratch! I’ll post a picture here soon…

Sorry if I haven’t posted more often but the academic year has started in full force and I somehow managed to find myself in several different committees this year – I was elected secretary of the Graduate History Society and representative at the Program Committee in my department. I’m also helping organize the graduate students’ conference and a series of teaching workshops. All on top of teaching and writing (or trying to write) my dissertation and two papers. Oh, and did I mention I’m starting Hebrew classes tomorrow? Yeah, there’s that too. Looks like a busy year and I count on you to keep me sane!

Author: guerson

Born and raised in Brazil, a Canadian stole my heart and took me to Canada in 1999. After seven years between Montreal and Toronto, we then moved to Barcelona, Spain, where I did research for my PhD thesis. This blog began as a chronicle of our adventures while living in Barcelona and exploring the old world and has acquired a life of its own after we moved back to Canada.

7 thoughts on “Quitting cold turkey”

  1. Good luck! I always eat out more often than I should during the summer, but now it’s back to school, committees, classes, lectures, taking notes, etc. I’m going to try to balance all this with still going out and having fun on the weekends… we’ll see!

  2. A gente não come fora muito, a não ser nos lugarees aqui pertinho. Preguiçosos…

    Querida, obrigada por ter indicado o meu blog e desculpa por ainda não ter feito o post indicando os meus, preciso pensar em alguns que ainda não tenha indicado e o resfriado anda brabo.

    Beijão e boa sorte com tantas atividades!

  3. Denise,

    O problema é que eu moro em uma area que tirou 98/100 no quesito “walkable”; ou seja TUDO é pertinho da minha casa! Aí fica difícil resistir quando vc chega em casa cansada e sem inspiração e o sweety diz “vamos comer sushi?”. Mas estamos tentando…

    espero que vc fique boa logo! deve ser dificil com a fibro…

  4. Pois é… mas estou ficando mestre em fazer pratos para a janta que levam menos de 30 mins pra ficar prontos… também não cozinho todos os dias, tem dia que faço para durar dois dias. Hoje não terei tempo pra cozinhar pois estarei em uma reuniao até as 6 e tenho um curso perto de casa que começa as 7. Ou seja, é correr pra casa, comer rapido e sair pro curso. Por isso encarreguei o hubby de esquentar uma sopa, dessas enlatadas mesmo. Acho que esse fim de semana farei uma sopa para congelar…

  5. No Brasil eu comia em restaurante 90% das vezes mas aqui a coisa mudou (espero que por enquanto) e até que tenho me dado bem na cozinha depois de cortar o dedo duas vezes (o da última vêz há 1 mês ainda dói).

    Tenho bastante criatividade para saladas, mas infelizmente sou a única que come isso aqui em casa. Tenho sempre que pensar em alguma coisa bem calórica pro Pedro e quando olho pro prato dele a minha salada perde toda a graça.

    Essa “greve” de comer fora tb inclui o Kensington? Estávamos querendo voltar com vcs lá qq fim de semana deste…quem sabe no mês que vem, né?

    Boa sorte na sua jornada.
    Bjs

  6. Kensington is sacred and always an exception… Even in the darkest period of preparation for my comprehensive exams (you don’t want to know!), I still made it to Kensington every saturday morning.

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