Tonight’s dinner? Stuffed peppers with cauliflower rice. Because apparently, I’ve decided to pre-pay my guilt before diving headfirst into the Dominican buffet. My husband and I are heading there for our anniversary, and I’d really prefer to fit into my vacation clothes without resorting to a beach towel toga. So its keto or Atkins, whichever one lets me pretend cauliflower is rice without sobbing into my sauté pan.
To be honest its just a temporary breakup with carbs. I fully intend to rekindle my passionate affair with their food plantains, pastries, and all. It’s not cheating if it’s international cuisine, right? It’s cultural immersion… with extra butter.