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Day Five

Who wouldn't want to start their day with carrots and black coffee? I know! Sha. Small shock to the system, I wont lie, but nothing could have prepared me for the unpleasant experience I had at lunch. Being the novice tomato eater that i am, i learnt very quickly that making a smoothie out of onions and tomatoes did not work well, at all. So for today's lunch, which was fish and tomatoes (yay!) I thought long and hard. How was I going to combat this evil thing that no person can tell you if its a fruit or vegetable. I mean, really? Doesn't that already tell you something.

Suddenly, a flash back. Easter lunch with "Someone I used to know" at his Dad's house. We sit down, napkin on our laps, all very fancy and my plate arrives in front of me. I was not prepared for this, but being the polite young lady my parents brought me up to be, I smiled and tuck into my seared tuna steak (nom) and baby tomato meal. I did so well, hid the tears and even managed a smile here and there. I did consume a large amount of wine during lunch though, think that might have helped a little.

Anyway, here I am again, faced with a meal of fish and tomatoes. I did it then, why not today. Not quite how it went down. Firstly, I was in a restaurant with "Hidden Treasure" and "Dancing Queen" with the exquisite smells of curries and burgers and chips. Out came my little Tupperware and the meal began. No wine to assist, I must add.

I managed a whole two baby tomatoes before they came back to remind me that I had in fact eaten them. Hake was amazing. Done. That was lunch. But in a wonderful twist, I had the most scrumptious steak and green salad for dinner. I am now happy again.

Comments

Anonymous said…
I'd rather be(slightly) larger and happy than slim(er) and tackle tomatoes. You're a brave, brave girl... Good luck!!

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