The trouble with 'diets' is that they are just so extreme. Since when do we really have to peel the skin off the chicken before we eat it... it's the best bit! If I'm existing on salads the rest of the time, does it really matter if I leave the chicken skin on? Or, for godsake, have an omelette that has a yolk in it.
My fat didn't come from egg yolks. It came from a block of Dairy Milk in front of the tele. It came from lashings of butter (oh how I miss you!), cheese (!) and ice-cream (oh, sweet ice-cream!). You know, that sort of ... banned, fond memories only, don't even think about it... stuff.
So, I'm leaving the skin on and, godammit, I'm not making bloody eggwhite only omelettes. I might not even drink skim milk, so there.
But I promise, hand on heart, I'll stay off the chocolate and the cheese. Deal?
Do you eat what you want or do you 'modify'? Any of it drive you a bit crazy?
[Image by Babi Santander]