Day one—Monday—began on a busy note in our household, with everyone rushing around trying to get ready for school and work. So my toast, left unattended, turned out a little blacker than usual. But that’s okay, right? Given everything I’ve learned in my science classes, burning food converts the calories into energy. So—theoretically—the blacker your toast, the fewer calories. Or maybe not. (I’m going to believe what I want, thank you very much. Science be damned!)
1 slice toast. Dark. With (shudder) Becel. I really need to pick up some real butter at the grocery store.
Egg white omelette, with green onions, and a tablespoon each of salsa and greek yogurt.
1 coffee. Black. Because coffee is supposed to be consumed black.
Interestingly enough, once the omelette was covered with the salsa and yogurt, I really didn’t miss the yolks. But I did cry a little as I tossed the yolks in the compost. True story.