To preface: I am now married. I am married to Joe. It is likely that henceforth his name will appear in further entries.
Over the past four years I had slowly cut down on my meat intake, to the point where I realized I was only eating chicken breasts and lean turkey once or twice a week. It wasn’t anything intentional–but after years of thinking under the guise of Weight Watchers, I no longer found the place in my food consumption for red meat.
This past weekend Joe and I headed to Costco for a leisurely Saturday of shopping in bulk. We left with 8 pounds of ground beef and 2 pork loins. I’d planned out this week’s menu, so we also had to make a stop at a grocery store for breakfast sausage, panchetta, and 5 pounds of chicken. Stocking it into the fridge I realized I have never owned so much meat in my life. The whole bottom shelf was full!
Mind you, it will take us many months to eat all that beef (thank goodness), as I’ve frozen most of it, but saw it as a testament of how marriage changes things. Including diets.
And I hate to admit it, but I’m enjoying all the meat intake more than I had ever intended.