Happy 4th of July! Does anybody else remember making those Cool Whip/blueberry/strawberry American flag cakes? (The past few days I have been eating a similarly patriotic breakfast: Greek yogurt/blueberries/strawberries… it’s a 1:2 ratio of yogurt: fruit, because I still can’t exactly get past the taste of the yogurt.)
Well, I was at the Farmer’s Market at the Grove yesterday and saw a more labor-intensive patriotic cake:
Let them eat cake! (Wrong revolution?)
Looks a little too rich for my blood. But I DID eat some pita (among other things… some days I really do embark upon a daily binge), so I guess my wheat/gluten-free days are behind me. It’s a slippery slope from pita to cake. And I’m likely going to several BBQs today… watch out, cakes of LA.
I will say, though, because this came up with a friend last night– To the calorie-counters, dieters, etc, of the world: Don’t let the calories rule your life. Don’t turn down parties or social activities because you don’t know if you’ll be able to resist the cake. There’s more to life than a diet, you know?
Try not to be so rigid about it that you can’t relax and enjoy yourself, or so fatalistic that any little perceived slip-up turns into a binge. Just take a taste–or not– and move on with the party. Keep your wits about you. Claim independence from those judge-y voices in your head.
I speak from experience.
xoxo…
