I didn’t appreciate the condescending implication that he has more control than I do, but I admired the health-conscious logic and embarked on my snack session with the same vigilance and restraint. I was actually impressed by the fact that no matter how hard I shook and manipulated the bag, only one combo at a time could escape into my palm, allowing for a controlled, responsible snack experience.
20 seconds in:
Then I just got mad.
Nutrition has really taken a nosedive around these parts.
…that you’ve already eaten, pooped out, shaped back into little squares, and re-eaten.
I miss dessert.
Literally as I am licking almond butter off a spoon, I read this paleo lifestyle tip online: “Be reasonable about the way you eat your paleo foods. The point is to get back to our roots. There is nothing natural about licking a glob of almond butter off a spoon.”
Ok, point taken.
So I shoved my fist in the jar and licked it off that instead.
It’s weird when the very news that gives you a reason to live happens to be the exact thing that will kill you.
Regardless. I’m not NOT doing this.