If you are coming here to see how the Pub is for gastric bypass patients, I promise you I will get to it eventually. But I must ask for a few minutes to just wax nostalgic. You’ll find your review in here somewhere, but The Pub is more than just food for me, and you’ll see that in the words below.
And I didn’t have time to blog anything about it! Between everyone being sick, and me writing so many articles, and Jim being in Milwaukee - well, it was just too busy!
as I’m driving to the airport to pick Jim up tonight, and a truck merges onto the highway in front of me. On the back of the truck is a big picture of Luther Vandross, along with the caption in HUGE letters, “We’re Back!!”
One thing I knew nothing about when I had my gastric bypass surgery was that I would be cold. All the time. If I’m in air conditioning in the summer, I’m cold; but so far, even in the fairly mild winter we’ve been having, I freeze my butt off.
…has given us new ways to celebrate the day. I wanted to make sure the girls did something good for someone else today, so I decided to celebrate Valentine’s day with a pay-it-forward kind of celebration. Brighid’s school was having a bake sale today to raise money for the Student Library Association, to which she belongs. She was going to work the sale without contributing to it, so I made her bring cupcakes. Eilis’ school is collecting change for the Heifer Project - where they raise money to supply a cow or other farm animal to a family in a third world country; so today was the day we chose for her to bring in her own change to contribute. Granuaile’s school is having a lost penny drive, where they are supposed to bring in pennies they find to raise money to buy toys and books for the school. So each kid had something from their heart to give to someone else today, which I think is a much better meaning of Valentine’s Day than the smoochy, buy me flowers, take me to dinner kind of day (not that I wouldn’t love flowers and dinner, but with hubby out of town, this was a nice way to make the day special).
So, my husband is in Seattle this week. I saw him for just about 24 hours this past weekend, and he doesn’t come home until Sunday, giving me less than 24 hours with him this weekend. Top that off with the fact that he is going to be at a Sea Cadets drill next weekend, and my time with him in the month of February is next to nothing. But I logged in to his blog this evening, and there’s a picture of his handsome self taken today at the convention.
I want to start with a word of caution about Bahama Breeze. They do not make nutritional information available for their menu. You are on your own in terms of choosing things that are not too high in fat or things that don’t contain too much sugar. They can offer minimal help. If you ask if something contains sugar, your waiter will go ask the chef, and chances are, you will have a half answer within the hour. Things move at a slow, relaxed Bahamas pace here most of the time.
You’ve all seen the commercials, and you know the deal. Two men meet in the hospital after learning they are terminally ill, and they set out to scratch items off of a list of things they want to do before they die. It is funny, it is heartwarming, and I love the interaction between Jack Nicholson and Morgan Freeman.
I struggle on an almost daily basis over what to put in my mouth. I know there are gastric bypass patients who pretty much eat whatever they want at some point after surgery, and some are fortunate enough to have learned a lesson and can do it without gaining weight back. There are two things that frighten me about food. The first thing is I will eat something and it will make me sick. The second thing is I will eat something and it will NOT make me sick. So I have come up with a list of “safe” foods that I feel comfortable eating, that fill me up, that make me feel like I’m not depriving myself. I do veer off of the safe foods when I go out to eat, although I admit that since soup is typically a safe food for me, I usually look at the soups on a menu first. But my one daily staple, no matter what, is pretzels. I eat a LOT of pretzels. I probably eat more calories in the form of pretzels than all the other foods I eat in a day - easily. And then I got this emailed to me through my support group: (more…)
Brio Tuscan Grill in Cherry Hill has been open a little while, but with the MOB of people who pack the parking lot of the Cheesecake Factory, this is one area we typically avoid unless it’s very off hours for traditional meal times. I picked Jim up at the airport this morning, and by the time we finished running errands, it was half-way between time to get Eilis and lunch time, so we decided to find a place to eat. We were going to go to our diner, the Club Diner in Bellmawr, but a crowd in their parking lot made us consider dining closer to school in case we were running late.
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