Unless you want the tasty and don't care about the fiber.
True! But for me, since the surgery, I really need the fiber,
I totally get that. I just fall into the trap sometimes of My Food Must Be In The Most Nutritious Form Possible, and then I don't eat it because it's nasty. For instance, broccoli with cheese on it is, many would argue, less nutritious than just plain broccoli (due to The Evil Fatttz in the cheese). Okay, but after 40 years of life I have accepted that I am not going to eat broccoli plain. Gotta have cheese on it to get me to eat it. So, "less nutritious," perhaps, but the "more nutritious" version isn't actually nourishing me if it's not being eaten.
Cheese also has dairy and calciums!
Cheese also has dairy and calciums!
Oh, *I* don't think broccoli with cheese is less nutritious, but a lot of other people do. They seem to think that adding cheese actually, literally, lessens the nutritional value of the broccoli. "Well, you just went and cancelled out the broccoli by putting cheese on it!"
Or like my friend who thinks that eating pumpkin bread after walking the dog "undoes all the good of the walk." Really? That's news to my large muscle groups and my cardiovascular system.
It's just a pet peeve of mine.
Also, I tend to think adults are, y'know, adults, and can decide to eat whatever the hell they want, even if it's cheese withOUT broccoli under it. WITHOUT walking the dog first.
I finally gave up on broccoli, Tep. I now have edamame with almost every dinner. Easy to steam, not bitter like the evil broc, and full of soy and all kinds of good stuff. Plus it's delicious without having to cover it with cheese.
Serial: The DH's recent health ills have caused us to reconsider what we eat. He is now on blood pressure meds and wants VERY BADLY to get off them. We are looking into this: [link] It was just rated "best diet" in terms of health and nutrition by (I think) US News & World Report.
I figure it will help his overall health and won't be bad for me, either, considering that my grandparents and my dad died of heart disease.
Announcement: I have scrubbed half the floor of the smallest room on my hands and knees.
Analysis: it really, really sucks. Pretty sure my mop is right inside the doors of the cube, so Ima wait and do the rest that way.
I finally gave up on broccoli
if you have a clay pot cooker I can get you back on the broccoli for sure. (note, my method involves lots of cheeese)
Also, I tend to think adults are, y'know, adults, and can decide to eat whatever the hell they want
Definitely! That's one of the many things that would bug the shit out of me when some busybody at the grocery/convenience store would look at what I was buying (pre-surgery) and make comments on it. Yeah, well, fuck you, asshole. I'll eat what I want and refuse to take up less space in the world just because some stranger tells me I should.
OK, how many Buffistas want this shirt?
