Thursday, September 3, 2015

Lets talk breakfast

Eggs are a main staple in a Low Carb lifestyle. Two eggs equal 1 Carb. So, we eat a lot of eggs. But plain ol' eggs get boring after a while. I'm always looking for new and creative ways to have my eggs (and more protein, too!). Weekends seem to be the time that my husband and I experiment in the kitchen. We shop normally on Friday nights, then prep and cook the weekend away. Here are a few our breakfast creations - and hopefully if you're in an "egg rut" this will inspire you to try something new!

Egg Taco's with a cheese taco shell

We start with about 1/4 cup of shredded cheese. For this we used a cheddar cheese. I line a paper plate with a piece of doubled over parchment paper. This helps to prevent the plate from melting, but also to peel the cheese off. I spread it out evenly on the plate, making sure no big obvious holes in the cheese - and I place in the microwave for 30 seconds. If the cheese isn't slightly golden brown yet - I put it back in for 10 seconds. Normally it takes about 45 seconds, depending on how much cheese I use. You don't want this to turn BROWN. Otherwise the cheese is burnt. Once I get the color I'm looking for (a slight golden brown) I take the parchment (making sure to NOT touch the area with cheese) and lightly fold it over to make a shell shape. I hold it in this position until the cheese sets. About 1 minute. Then carefully pull the parchment off the cheese, and set the shell aside to completely cool.

Meanwhile, I scramble a couple eggs with heavy cream - and SLLLOOOWWWWLLLYYYY cook them on the stove top. Season with salt and pepper, and mix in a tiny bit more cheese to the eggs. Set aside.

We always have batches of cooked grassfed taco meat in the fridge - so I'll heat up about 1 cup of the meat, and with a spoon ladle a bit into the cheese shell, top with egg, then a tablespoon of salsa. This is absolutely delicious. It is one of my favorite go-to's in the morning. Hell, even as a snack at night!

Paleo Wrap Brisket & Egg burrito

A few years ago we went Paleo. We discovered some really neat recipes to make food more wholesome and healthy. These wraps (if made very large) can be kind of carby - but we found making them in our small frying pan, the carb count was only about 4 carbs. What you'll need is:

4 Large eggs
2 Tsp melted coconut oil
2 Tbspn water
1/2 cup Arrowroot
2 Tsp coconut flour
Pinch of salt

Whisk eggs with water and oil. Add all dry ingredients, and whisk until no lumps. In a small frying pan, lightly spray with coconut oil. With a 1/4 measuing cup, ladle some of the batter into the hot pan. You want this to be set at about medium to just below medium heat. If you've ever made a crepe - it is the same process. Put the batter in the pan, and turn the pan to coat the enter bottom with the batter. Cook for a minute or two until the surface is not very tacky. Flip over for another 30 seconds. Set aside, and continue making your wraps. You will get 4-6 wraps out of a batch depending on how big you make them, and how much batter you use.

I start by putting a bit of shredded cheese on the base, then scrambled eggs, then shredded brisket. My husband slow cooks our brisket for 10 hours with his own spice rub, and omg... it's delicious. Top that with some sugar free low carb BBQ sauce, and roll 'er up! Voila! Brisket egg wraps.

Sometimes, just a big plate of Eggs and meat is all you want... Taco meat, eggs, salsa, sour cream, and of course - cheese. I know, I'm addicted to cheese. It's DELICIOUS.

Pumpkin Cream cheese Flax Pancakes (3 carbs per pancake)

So, we just kind of threw things in a bowl one weekend. And somehow, magically, it worked. These definitely satisfy my urge for pancakes. And they are super filling!

3 Tbspn coconut flour
2 Tbspn flax meal
2/3 Cup unsweetened pumpkin puree
2 Ounces cream cheese, softened
1/4 Cup cottage cheese
6 Eggs
1 Tsp Salt
1 Tsp Vanilla extract
2 Tbspn Vanilla protein powder
2 Tbspn swerve
1 Tsp baking powder

I know it seems like a lot of ingredients - but trust me - these are worth it. And it's easy to make. Throw all WET ingredients in a bowl, and mix together. Throw all dry ingredients in a bowl, and mix together. Pour the wet into the dry - and mix. This made Ten 4" pancakes.

I hope this gives you some new ideas for breakfast - we certainly enjoy them!

Savory Cheddar Chive Waffles

Sometimes, you just want a sandwich. It's a craving that no other food can fix. But what do you do when you're living Low Carb and bread is not remotely an option?

Low carb savory waffles are the answer... they are dense, they are satisfying, and they aren't even a little bit bad for you. Well... unless you eat 20 of them, that would be bad.

A few weeks ago we made regular old breakfast waffles with a base recipe (recipe is in a prior entry) and we decided to fiddle with the recipe to make these waffles savory, so we could sometimes enjoy having a sandwich. (Little secret: You can even make a rockin' grilled cheese with these!) Oh, how I've missed my turkey sandwiches... or grilled cheese with tomato... or egg, bacon, and cheese... GOOD GRIEF! I'm hungry.

We prepare our batter in big batches so that we can make these ahead for the week. Then, once all waffles are done and cooled - we store in those really big zip lock bags in the refrigerator. They keep well for a week. That's one of the things I like most - they don't seem to turn to mush. Who wants mushy bread? Not I!

Well, here it is - the recipe. If the batter seems too thick, add more water to thin it out. The more waffles you get - the less the carb count per waffle. Enjoy!

4 tbsp melted butter
6 eggs, 1/4 cup sour cream
1/4 cup water
1/2 tsp salt 1/2 tsp Italian seasoning, and garlic powder
\ 1 tsp Pepper 1 Tbspn chives
1/2 tsp baking powder
2 Tbspn Swerve sweetener
1/3 cup coconut flour
1/2 cup - 3/4 cup (however cheesy you like it) shredded cheddar cheese
Optional: 1 small onion cut into small bits, sauteed.

Put melted butter, sour cream, water, seasonings, chives in blender, and blend well. Add 1/3 cup coconut flour, 1/2 tsp baking powder, 2 tbsp swerve sweetener. Blend again. Hand mix in shredded cheddar cheese and optional sauteed onion bits. Pour onto waffle iron, 1/4 cup at a time.

Sunday, August 30, 2015


A few years ago BJ and I started on a path towards living healthier. We were going full Paleo, gluten free, etc etc etc. We did very well while we followed the plan. The problem was we gave up when we didn't see the results we wanted, or thought it was taking too long to get there. I suppose we have to keep going through these things until we finally decide that it's not just one aspect of our lives we have to change. We really need to change everything - from emotional well being, to mental state, to eating and living healthier.

A few years ago I wrote a list of excuses. And I reread these. I really should just print this and post it on every door in my house as a reminder of WHY I am doing what I am doing.

There is no better time than today. There is no better reason than, because you love yourself enough to make your life a priority.


Are what got me to 426 Pounds in 2004

Are what got the inches around my abdomen to be taller than my height

Are what allowed me to wear a size 34/36 (in 2004)

Helped my joints ache

Prevented me from fitting in movie theater seats

Provided constant pain to my feet

Caused me to avoid all camera's and camcorders

Encouraged me to ignore mirrors at all cost

Caused me to gauge where I sat in a restaurant based on how wide the booths were

Created someone who didn't believe in herself

Brought out the very worst in me

Made it easy to ignore my needs

Festered and festered in each growing pound and inch

Allowed me to eat WHATEVER, WHENEVER

To lose control of my health

Put blinders on reality

Fogged my thoughts and feelings about myself

Robbed me of decades of my life

Gave me a reason to Give up

Caused me to shield myself from developing healthy relationships

Prevented me from having friends because I was too worried about what others thought

Allowed me to keep abusive friendships out of fear of losing the few "friends" I had

Excuses led me to where I am now, its time to get up and do something different.

This photo... is one of the most embarrassing photos I've ever had taken of me. 2003, at my heaviest weight of 426 lbs. I was eating myself to death. I allowed my past, my present, my inability to see a future contribute to the excuses I made for why this was all right. I wish I could go back and talk sense into this girl.

My whole life I've hidden from myself, from my friends, from family because of shame. I never wanted to talk about my weight and my self control issues because I wasn't ready to deal with them head on.

Why does it always seem like it takes a terrifying event to shock people into action? To taking control of their life?

I won't give up on me. I am going to stumble. I am going to fall sometimes. But I won't allow myself to get to the point where I can't walk again. I've never been so scared in my life. I never truly believed until that moment that I was really killing myself with my own behavior.

I am worth the fight. Eventually, I will win. Maybe not tomorrow - maybe not in 3 months. But I will win.

Friday, August 28, 2015

When the world tells you to give up, hope whispers to try again

There is nothing that I've ever wanted more in this life than to feel and be accepted for who I am. I just didn't realize that I had to accept me FIRST before anyone else would be able to.

This journey that I've been on with my husband (for what seems like a very long time) has opened me up to so many new experiences that I never thought I'd be able to come to see. We've tried over the years to lose weight, or live a healthier life style - fad diets, even just simply eating clean. And I think that for us - we lost momentum because we were holding onto too much baggage - and not believing in ourselves enough to continue the journey.

I truly believe that fear is what makes people feel incapable of change. Fear of failure, fear of judgement, fear of the change itself. We are so encoded to believe that if we try something and fail - that somehow it defines us. That if we change, we'll lose our jobs, lose respect, lose friends, even ourselves. And that's just silly. If changing ourselves for the better equals losing people or respect from people - are they really worth keeping in your life? Negativity begets negativity. Surrounding yourself with people who lift you up, and help you believe in yourself - those are the people to keep close.

This is why I am so incredibly lucky to have my husband by my side on this journey. If it wasn't for his support and his love - I wouldn't have the strength to keep pushing forward every day. He inspires me in all he does, because he does everything to keep moving forward towards his goals in life. We sometimes stumble, sometimes we fail - but we always are there to pick each other up again.

We've been keeping a photo log of our progress since starting this in March. I shared my "before and after" last week. This week I'm sharing my husbands. He has made tremendous leaps towards his goal. 44 lbs down. The change in him is remarkable. This first picture is of him in April.

This next picture is one we took this past week. One of the things that has been keeping us motivated is fitting into clothes we haven't been able to wear.

There are nights where we don't want to go to the gym. There are nights when we want to say screw it and go get fast food because we're too tired to cook. There are nights where we just want to play video games and/or sleep. But we fight - we fight for each other, we fight for ourselves. He won't let me fall - I won't let him. Keeping the other healthy is what motivates us to keep pushing. I know he doesn't want to see me kill myself slowly with food, and complacent behavior. I don't want to see him have a heart attack because I'm feeding him unhealthy food, and I don't get out there with him to exercise. But lets face it - for most of the past 10 years that we've been together - I've been a foot in the grave. And I've been taking BJ with me by all the heavy unhealthy food I've been cooking for him.

Tonight we had another expedition to Wegmans. We seem to spend 5 million dollars there every time we shop - but the quality and selection of food is well worth it. We bought a huge 2 lbs bag of lobster tail meat. We bought a plank of salmon. We bought cat fish, and Tilapia. We loaded our cart with healthy fish and meats and we mentally prepared our meals for the week. I love our shopping trips together because we discuss the new inventive things we want to try to make. We experiment with new foods and try to make cooking as interesting as possible.

I love our time together where we plan life and living.

I don't think I've ever felt so content and happy.

Another week at it's end, another weekend to prepare healthy nutritious food, another weekend to beast out at the gym. This is living. This is partnership. I wouldn't have life any other way.

Sunday, August 23, 2015

Starting to see change - also Low Carb Cheese Cake!

I was filtering through old pictures this morning when I came across one from April - when BJ and I first started walking at the complex down the street - and started eating Low Carb. I sat in front of my computer in shock. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I cried. It was both a cry out of humiliation for allowing myself to get so far off a healthy course, and a cry of happiness that I can finally see CHANGE in myself. And it's not just the physical, but everything about me is changing. My body, my mind, my emotional self, my outlook on life, and people. I cried. I was happy, happy that I knew I was doing something right - that I'm on the right path - that ** I ** accomplished this. Me. Not a surgery that altered my stomach and intestines. Not Jenny Craig or Weight Watchers. Me. My hard work, and dedication to MYSELF - it's paying off. And here is a side by side...

April 2015:

August 2015:

I immediately took to face book to share my astonishment... and this is what I posted:

Sunday 8-23 8:30am Holy shit... you know, I have been saying to BJ that I don't "feel" any different - but have noticed some changes since March that tell me we're doing things right. Like fitting into smaller bras - fitting into clothes that I haven't been able to wear in almost 2 years - fitting into a booth at a restaurant - wearing a choker that I bought in 1997 that I couldn't wear for nearly a decade because my neck got so fat I couldn't wear jewelry. Or the fact that I have virtually NO PAIN in my left knee anymore (the knee that went on me in March that landed me in the hospital) - the fact that I can sleep better, I can walk without limping - I can go up the stairs without needing to stop to catch my breath. But this... I was looking at pictures, and this was shocking to me. The first picture was taken in April on one of our walks at the complex - when we first started living Low Carb and exercising. The other is just a week or two ago. The difference in my face is astounding. You don't realize how far off the path you go until you can't walk, can't breathe, can't live. And this WAS my reality. It actually has me in tears to see this... because I've believed for so long that I was not worth saving, that I was not worth fighting for. But now I fight for myself. I fight because I AM worth it. And I am so much happier for it.

I. Did. This. And I'm not done. I have much, MUCH further to go - but I can get there. One day at a time. I'm not focused on the scale. I'm not stressing myself out because I occasionally slip up and have something I'm "not supposed to". I'm not perfect - I'm human. Sometimes you want something deep fried. The key is have that be a very rare exception - not the rule of every day eating.

When we first started - I was mortified to go to the gym. Yes, yes, Plant Fitness spouts that it is the "Judgment free zone" - but just as I am human - so is everyone else. Even I check out the other obese people at the gym. I also check out all the "fit" people at the gym. I look to see what other people are doing. I'm sure people look at me and wonder what it is I'm doing. I've gotten past that fear of public judgment. I go in - I do my thing - I go home. Or rather, limp to my truck and try to hoist my ass into the seat because I just spent 2 hours beating the hell out of every muscle in my body. But, I'm doing it. And I'm not ashamed of it. I'm not ashamed that my arms are hugely fat, and I could possibly lift off if I flap hard enough. I'm not ashamed that my thighs rub together, or that my legs bow slightly. I'm not ashamed that when I squat I can't get my ass down to my heels each time because - IT HURTS. I'm not ashamed that I still jiggle when I walk. I'm PROUD that I'm taking care of me. I'm proud that I can go in to that gym 4-5 days a week and know that I am doing something to benefit MYSELF. I'm not losing weight to impress others, or to make people like me. I'm not getting healthy because someone else told me to. *** I *** decided that I am worth fighting for. And God Damn it - I will fight for me.

I've spent far too long feeling like I wasn't worthy of saving - and I've finally come to a point in my life where I know that I am. And it's alarming that there are so many people who feel this same way - that they aren't worth fighting for. So what if you've over weight? Just do it. Get up, go - don't care what other people may or may not be thinking. What others think of us - it's not our business. What is our business is how we see ourselves - how we talk to ourselves. Don't believe everything that you think. Don't believe everything you say to yourself. You ARE worth fighting for. I AM worth fighting for. And we should be treating ourselves as such.

When I started this - it was so daunting. I thought - how am I ever going to reach my goal? BJ has far less to lose than I do. But you know what? I decided - I'm just going to do what I can do. So, I walked. I walked every night with BJ. We walked for a half hour to start, then 45 minutes - then it was over an hour. We'd kick around a plastic ball and chase it in the parking lot. We'd throw around a Frisbee. We MOVED. And the more I moved - the more I wanted to move. The more I wanted to move - the more I looked forward to getting home so I could go walking with my husband. It's relaxing, and freeing, and it gave us a chance to not only work on ourselves - but built a stronger relationship together. I have his back, he has mine. We lift each other up. We both have days when we feel like this is never going to amount to anything. But we always have each other to keep us on course.

We have a very strong marriage. Not a perfect marriage - but a strong one. It's important to have you time, but it's equally important to do things in a partnership. BJ really pushes himself at the gym. He is always researching new techniques and ways to work different muscle groups. I've been TERRIFIED to attempt decline presses. I was scared that I would fall off the decline bench and my big fat butt would be rolling around on the floor at the gym trying to regain balance. That "fear of judgment" took over my desire to keep pushing forward. Saturday - I MADE myself do it. I was terrified. I didn't think my ab muscles would be strong enough to pull myself back up into a sitting position. Hell, I didn't think my legs would be strong enough to hold my ass in place. But you know what? I am stronger than I think, and I proved that to myself. I declined benched 50 lbs 3 sets 5 reps. It's a start. And I'm proud of that. BJ does these new things, and he knows that I'll eventually get frustrated that he's doing something new without me, and I'll force myself to do it, too. He doesn't push me - he knows that with time - I will get the courage to do it too. I am braver than I think.

We love doing things that inspires the other. It helps to keep us pushing forward. And like with all things - we love to cook together. We invent new recipes. We discover new foods and new ingredients. This weekend was no different. We did our shopping Saturday night - and today we spent our recovery day prepping our food for the week. One thing that we really haven't had in a very long time is anything "Sweet". Everything has been mainly protein based. But this weekend we wanted a treat. So we decided to wing it with a low carb sugar free cheese cake.

Drooling yet? I can't describe in mere words how ridiculously good this is. And very low carb. In fact, our recipe comes to 2 net carbs per slice - and this makes 8 slices. With all the research we've been doing, we've accumulated many ingredients that we've bought both at specialty stores and on line - with little or zero idea what to do with them. Ok, so we're hoarders. But we figured - why can't we substitute all the "Bad" things for low carb and sugar free options?

So, while we were at dinner at Vino's Italian Grill last night (I had lemon butter salmon - omg so good) we wrote down a recipe together to try that night. We had no idea until today whether the recipe turned out or not. Honestly, when it came out of the oven I had little hope. It puffed up like a soufflé and I was sure it was going to taste that way.

It. Is. Divine. Good grief, I never expected it to be so good. And this is how we did it:

3 Packages Philadelphia "Bakers edition" cream cheese - 12 net carbs
2 Eggs - 1 carb
1/4 cup sugar free maple flavor syrup - 1 net carb
2 TBSP sugar free caramel coffee syrup - 0 carbs
3 TBSP Swerve sweetener - 0 carbs
1 TBSP Vanilla - 2 net carbs
Total net carbs: 16 net carbs between 8 slices = 2 net carbs per slice.

We didn't feel the need to have a crust. So we just sprayed a glass baking dish, poured the batter in - put it in a 325 degree oven for 45 minutes - and VOILA! Cheese cake.

Now, the carb count does go up if you use the strawberry topping and whipped cream. The whipped cream is 1 carb for 1 TBSP - and the berries are sliced, and put in a pot with 1 TBSPN Truvia sugar - and boiled for about 10 minutes until it makes a thicker syrup. That will be another 2 Carbs per TBSPN. But good grief... it sure does make it naughty. And delicious.

So, even while eating healthy, eating clean, exercising, and taking care of my mental self - we have time for cheese cake. You can eat well, and healthy, if you're willing to put the time and effort (trial & error!) into it. You get out of life what you put into your life. Use the best ingredients, and you'll be pleasantly surprised with the finished product.

Bon appetite!

Sunday, August 16, 2015

The good, bad, and ugly of being fat at the gym

Anyone who has known me from childhood will confirm that: I have always hated the gym. Well, I hated phys-ed. It was the place that nightmares came from from me. Being an adult with full control over my body, and health - going to the gym is now a conscience choice I make for myself - but the little dirty secrets that made the gym suck 25 years ago and still now - remain the same.

It's no surprise when a woman complains about boob sweat. Boob sweat happens, it's just part of the deal. Being fat with enormous water balloons strapped to your chest with a tight fitting sports bra that leaks fat saddle bags out the sides results in boob sweat times infinity. In fact, the boob sweat issue is so bad, that I can't even take my own sports bra off when I get home. It has literally become part of my skin by the end of the night, and my poor husband has to deal with jaws of life style removal after we spend an hour or two at the gym.

Gross. But not as gross as the TMI I about to share. Like I said, this is the good, bad, and ugly of being fat at the gym.

Vagina. Sweat.

Yep. I said it. I went there. The horrifying thing that no woman on the planet wants to address because... well, ew. But it's a reality. It happens. There is nothing attractive or even remotely enticing about sweaty groin areas. Men wonder why most women avoid the gym during their period? It's not just about the cramps. But the lengths that we go to to control groin sweat? My God. Baby powder, soft paper towels, baby wash clothes - anything that will prevent a flood gate of vagina sweat will be used while at the gym when you are fat. This is part of life if you want to avoid painful sweat rashes because your thighs rub together.

Then there is the gas issue. Gyms already smell like, well, a gym... add to that the aroma of whatever type of taco that was recently eaten before going to the gym. Not so pleasant for people in the near proximity. But, as a fellow fat girl - I can confirm - we are a gassy bunch. All people toot. I toot. A lot. Just sayin'. I will, however, hold it in against my better judgement to prevent innocent bystanders from the napalm that is brewing.

Tonight was no different. I was sweating like a pig. My knees were screaming with every squat and every dead lift. I farted every time I did a squat. But that is gym life. I may have cried tonight. A lot. While doing dead lifts. But I got my sweaty hands on that bar and I hoisted that thing like a rag doll. 3 sets of 15.

So, if all these horrifying things happen when you go to the gym while you're fat - it begs to question - is it really that obese people are just "lazy" and don't "want" to change their life like so many people ascertain? Or is it perhaps this reality of what gym life is scares them - because deep down, no one wants to sweat, or smell like a refried bean factory while squatting, or have that looming feeling that people are starring at them for sweating and breathing heavy like they've just run a 5k. So I'm just going to lay it out there.

These things happen. And it's perfectly ok. If you're 100 lbs or 300 lbs. We all have insecurities about what is happening to us physically when we're at the gym. I sweat, I fart, I cry, I breath heavy, and I cuss. A lot. But you know what matters the most while I'm at the gym? The fact that I'm there, and I feel GOOD about myself. I feel GOOD when I leave the gym, despite the sore knees, the abs cramps, the sweaty nether regions. I feel good about me, and what I am accomplishing. So if my horrifying reality stories inspire even one person to go to the gym despite all these "fears" - then it's worth it to lay it out there.

Saturday, August 15, 2015

Food updates

I've been keeping a food journal the past couple of weeks to monitor the things that BJ and I are eating. I think keeping a log helps to keep yourself in check to avoid "bad" foods. We've been experimenting with so many different types of recipes - I've fallen way behind on keeping my blog up to date on the latest happenings.

Low Carb "Cheese" Taco's

We really don't miss much from the bread world. But occasionally we like to have something that resembles an old favorite. Taco's are no exception. We found a way to make taco shells by using shredded cheese - and that's it! We used Zesty Nacho Taco cheese fine shreds, and placed them on a parchment lined plate - spread the cheese out evenly into a 5-6 inch circle - making sure no obvious holes are showing. Place the plate in the microwave for 45 seconds or until the cheese turns a golden brown - remove, and immediately take the parchment paper and fold in half, but leave enough space between the two sides of the cheese taco for the filling. Hold it there for a few seconds to allow the cheese to firm back up - and you will end up with a very crispy cheesy result. These are fantastic, and take only minutes. We loaded ours up with grass fed taco meat, shredded iceburg lettuce, salsa, and a little more shredded cheese. Divine!

Low Carb Coconut Waffles

I do not, generally, like things made with coconut flour - or coconut anything, really. It has a grainy texture that I don't find pleasant in food. These waffles, however, are the exception. They taste just like waffles, and are completely satisfying. We make these every weekend on Saturday.

4 TBSPN Melted butter
6 Eggs
3 TBSPN Swerve sweetener (Do not substitute 3 TBSPN Truvia - it makes it way too sweet - cut down on the amount of sugar if using a different type of sweetener)
1/2 Tsp Salt
1/2 Tsp Baking Powder
1/3 Cup Coconut Flour

< We have a ninja blender, so that is what we use to mix this up - but any blender should do. Combine eggs and melted butter in blender first. Make sure it is completely incorporated. Next, add the Swerve, salt, and baking powder, blend again. Lastly, add the coconut flour - and blend. Allow mixture to stand for a few minutes to allow the coconut flour to thicken the mixture. If it is too thick and not pourable, add a little bit of water to thin out and mix in with a spoon.

Heat your waffle iron, and spray with coconut spray or your preferred spray. Laddle in enough mixture to fill the wells, and close lid. This will make approximately 4-5 waffles per batch. To make the batter go further, add a little bit of water to thin it out - the more waffles you get - the less carbs they are.

Lobster topped Salmon with Pecan Crumble

We love fish - we love seafood - we basically love almost everything. But lately we've been on a huge seafood / fish kick that isn't dying down anytime soon. This here is a Lobster creamcheese mixture atop Salmon with a Pecan crumble. It sounds complicated - but it's not. I have the attention span of a gnat, so if I can do this - anyone can.

Crumble topping:
2 TBSPN Almond flour
2 TBSPN Coconut flour
1 TBSPN Truvia brown sugar
4 ounces pecans, chopped
6 TBSPN Melted butter

Place all ingredients in a bowl, and mix, until crumble forms. Place in refrigerator to set up.

Lobster cream cheese mixture:
8 Ounces cream cheese
6 ounces Lobster (or Crab) meat
Old bay seasoning - 1 tsp
Oregano - 1 tsp
Dill - 1 tsp
Salt - pinch

Place cream cheese in microwave safe bowl, and soften for a few seconds on high. Add in the Lobster (or crab) meat, along with seasoning. Mix well.

We bought a plank of salmon and cut it up into individual portions - you can do that or you can cook the plank. Pat dry the salmon, and evenly spread the seafood cream cheese mixture over the salmon with a spatula. Sprinkle the Pecan Crumble over top. Bake in a 400 degrees for 20 minutes, or until cooked through. You must pre-heat the oven before putting the salmon in - otherwise the center will not cook.

So, these are some of the things we've been eating the past few weeks, keeping us satisfied and on track. More to come, we're always cooking something!