So the sun remained for another day yesterday and what a glorious sight it was. Four days in a row of sun, we Brits think our Summer has started. Now you’ll be hearing, “Oh well, s’pose we’ve had our Summer then!” with a wry grin that depicts a not really minding it at all.
I recall the appalling Winter of 1963, Jack Frost on the windows, snow piled up outside for months on end. But what I also recall is the Summer that followed. In 1964 it began early and went on and on and on. A truly glorious sunshine year. Maybe we’re due for one of those this year to make up for a long wet cold miserable Winter last year that went on all year?
Anyway to the business at hand. Today I began as I have done now for several days with a one-egg ham omelette and some tomatoes. Tea, very lightly sugared and milked, began my day as it always does but with my egg I had a black coffee with just a few sprinkles of demerara sugar. Delicious. Eggs are so filling that just one now keeps me going all morning and often well through lunch as my appetite for lunch is fast vanishing! Most odd. Chalk that one up to Paleo perhaps.
I’m convinced an omelette is far more filling than scrambled eggs though a fried one is maybe as good. It’s the solidness of the protein that works well for me. So grated cheese, not so good. An ounce of solid cheese, very good. I usually take a Babybel at around 11am to keep me going and because I like it. At 60 calories, should you care for such counts, it’s better than a biscuit. Oh and needless to say I hope by now you know you should not never on no account ever go for reduced-fat cheese. Truly an abomination. Well, except for cottage cheese.
Two weeks to bed in
I heard or read somewhere once that if you do something every day for two weeks you establish a new routine. So it’s proved for me with my breakfasts. I used to have a slice of thick wholemeal multi-grained bread for breakfast, very generously buttered and with a slice of Jarlsberg on top. Breakfast cheese they used to call it. For years, even on holiday, that was how I started my day. Tough to change it. We humans like and need routine but, if you make the change and keep doing it for two weeks, et voila! You have created a new routine.
We tend to like the same thing for breakfast. Imagine having the same lunch or dinner every day? You can’t can you? Well, most of us probably can’t. But the same breakfast seems to suit. It’s a shorthand, a quick don’t have to think about it too much way to begin. I’ve got used to my one-egg omelettes now and, with a slice of ham and mushrooms or tomatoes to go with, it’s more than adequate. This breakfast has, incidentally, less calories than my previous one yet keeps me going practically all day. Bless the fillingness of eggs. And the chickens that lay them.