It All Starts With Breakfast

It is September and time for life to get back to normal and to start preparing to hibernate for the winter.  Well at least I wish I could hibernate, cause I hate the cold.  Hopefully we have an Indian Summer this fall and the nice weather sticks around for as long as possible.

The farmers markets are beautifully stocked with the most delicious fruits and veggies.  I love a great big vine ripen in season tomato and have been waiting all year to sink my teeth into one.  Thankfully this year I was not disappointed with how wonder they taste.

On a sad note, St. Jocab's farmers market had a great big fire in their main building this weekend.  We were hoping to go there this weekend and stock up on veggie to can for the winter.  Looks like the outside area will still be open, but I just don't know if it will be the same.  Hopefully for all the inside vendors there will be a speedy rebuild and things will get up and running for them.

Now onto the point of this post ...

After years of being told that it is important to eat breakfast this was always something engraved in my brain and still something that I believe to be true.  The sad part is that we were taught that we shouldn't eat too much and that a whole wheat bagel is better then bacon and eggs, and never eat the egg yolk cause that will kill you.

This lead to me eating a bagel or english muffin (white of course, those whole wheat ones are gross) with some margarine for years.  All the while thinking that this was the right thing to be eating (sortof) and never questioning why I was starving at 10 am, when I just ate breakfast at 8 am.  I knew that if I purchased the weight watchers bagels they would be 2 points and that was more filling then the english muffins for the same amount of points.

Once I broke free from the grains, I switched my weekday breakfast to either 2 hard boiled or some cottage cheese.  I found both much more satisfying to eat then a bagel; however, I was still struggling with being hungry before lunch time.  Usually around 11 am my tummy was starting to grumble.

Then out of necessity to eat all the eggs up before going on vacation I had 6 eggs and 2 days.  I decided to throw caution to the wind (or whatever that expression is) and eat 3 hardboiled eggs for breakfast each morning.  Not only did I eat the three eggs, I also drizzled them in olive oil (Yummy). 

The first thing I would like to report is that even though I ate three whole eggs, yolk and all, two days in a row, I survived and am still living.  But other wonderful things happened too.

Not only was I able to stay full until lunch time, it was more between 1-2 pm that I found myself getting hungry enough to eat my lunch.  Then because I ate my lunch later, I found that I wasn't starving when I got home at 5:30.  Then cause I wasn't starving, this meant I wasn't shovelling as much food as possible in as little time as possible while standing with the fridge door open.  Which also means that I didn't out of desperate starvation eat 2 dinners - 1 in front of the fridge  and 1 at the dinner table.

So I have learned that 1 extra egg in the morning, a mere 90-120 calories, saves me HUNDREDS of calories in the evening and keeps me happy and sane.  That is right, no 5pm monster crashing and banging around in the kitchen trying to find everything and anything that I can fit in my mouth.  This also results in a much happier husband and kid I might add!