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The Wrong Week for a Diet

July 13, 2015

Yesterday, I stood on a scale for the first time in over a week. That was probably a mistake, but I wanted to try and assess the damage from my time in Pennsylvania. Let’s just say it’s time to start being a bit more careful about what I eat. Again.

But I can’t say I’m surprised. Some people complain that when they’ve overeaten, their pants feel tight. For me, the problem was evident when I noticed that my shirt was feeling tight.

Of course that didn’t dissuade me from having a croissant for breakfast yesterday followed by a sandwich of barbecued brisket. The croissant was good, but the sandwich wasn’t worth it. And I cannot blame those choices on vacation. These habits of careless eating have a way of spilling over from vacation into everyday life. Which I suppose should also include the beers, since those also provide a significant calorie hit.

It’s going to take a bit longer to turn this ship around than usual, because not only have I brought home some treats from Pennsylvania, but this week is all about eating.

Albany Jane is going to save me. I’m going to be able to hand off most of the pepperoni sticks I brought back onto her. Really, I bought them for her, but they are mighty tempting. Holland Brothers just outside of Altoona, smokes these so that the casing is tight, but the meat inside has a delightful burst of fat when you bite into its peppery interior. Man, that’s good stuff. I might have to hold on to one or two.

But I really should let them go, because I also have to work my way through a measure of liverwurst, a knockwurst, a piece of scrapple, a tub of kielbasa with sauerkraut, a small ham, and some hotdogs. The kids will eat the hot dogs. The wife will help with the ham. Little Miss Fussy loves the pepperoni sticks. The rest of the stuff is all mine. Including the case of beer.

On top of all that, it’s CSA week. I’m not complaining. It means we’ll have plenty of vegetables to counteract all of this animal fat. I just need to make sure there’s enough room in the fridge. And that may mean eating more meat and drinking more beers. It’s a tough job, but someone has to do it.

That said, I’ve got a date this week to eat pizza and drink beer with some friends in Schenectady. And another night I have a plan to hit Dine’n at Nine Pin for food trucks and ciders. Oh, and how could I forget Tavern Time? It’s the third Thursday this week, so a bunch of Yelpers are heading off to Hill Street. If you want to join us, you are more than welcome. You just need to RSVP here.

Plus Saturday night there’s going to be a massive celebration of local food, but I just don’t know where I’m going to put it all.

I think more than anything, I’m worried about the kielbasa. Everything else I’m pretty sure I can work through. But there’s just a lot of that delicious, delicious sausage laying around. Fortunately, I have a plan. Once I finish all the sauerkraut, I’m looking forward to cooking up some potatoes and frying up an amazing kielbasa hash topped with poached eggs.

That sounds healthy, right? Maybe I can even garnish it with some green onions. But seriously, this is going to have to stop. Next trip to Pennsylvania will be much more moderate.

5 Comments leave one →
  1. July 13, 2015 10:04 am

    Beer has calories?

  2. Jessica R W permalink
    July 13, 2015 3:05 pm

    I left a comment on Yelp…just wondering if it’s ok to arrive at Tavern Time around 7:30.

  3. Doug permalink
    July 14, 2015 9:26 am

    What beer is it? Iron City? :)

  4. Debra permalink
    July 14, 2015 9:56 am

    Sorry I will miss you on Thursday at my favorite neighborhood bar. Have to honor my friends birthday by doing the “Bombers” thing in Schenectady. Would have loved that I only had to walk around the corner for your gathering. Oh well, another time.

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