Today I did something I never do.  I skipped breakfast.

I don’t think you understand how big a deal this is for me.  I grew up with the firm belief ingrained in my very being that breakfast is the most important meal of the day.  Skipping breakfast would be like slapping your mother.  It’s a big deal, a big no-no.

After the past few days of eating I was feeling like if I didn’t do something to get back to my natural eating queues quickly I would spend the next few weeks feeling bloated and cranky and eternally stuffed to the gills.  So, this morning I made the very conscious choice to not eat breakfast so that I could remember at some point during the day what it feels like to be hungry.

It really is funny how we lose track of that feeling. Has it ever happened to you?  Some people tend to look at me like I’m crazy when I discuss my discomfort with my lack of hunger.  Hunger is important, it tells us when to eat!  I know I’m doing something wrong when I’m responding to the digits on my clock as opposed to my internal rhythms to tell me when meal time is.

This is the time of year I hate the most in that sense.  Non stop eating seems to be the norm.  This year I’m going to do my darnedest to not lose track of the natural queues that tell me when to eat and when not to.  I’m not sure if it’s a lost cause, but I’ve written it out loud and that means I’m going to give it my best shot.



I stopped by Whole Foods for lunch, for once the express lane was actually express.
Black bean soup
Whole wheat roll



Okay, I’m getting seriously redundant I may need to let the Udon noodles rest for a while.
Udon noodle soup with shrimp and bok choy

Happy Thanksgiving to you all, may you eat lots of yummy things tomorrow.  Don’t count calories or think about carbs. A holiday is a holiday is a holiday and you should enjoy every bite.