Curses on Trader Joe’s for producing the world’s tastiest crackers. They’re called the “everything” cracker and I’m pretty sure that’s because they know once you open the box you’ll eat everything in it.
That’s what happened to me yesterday. In a moment of weakness I cavalierly tossed a box in my shopping cart. In a second moment of weakness I opened the box when I returned home.
The “reason” I opened the box was to facilitate the consumption of some healthy (albeit mercury-laden) tuna. All went well until the tuna was gone. I put away the box.
Then a work email came through that stressed me out a bit. Suddenly I was craving more crackers. I just love the CRUNCH. And the salt. And whatever super tasty secret things TJs puts into these bite-sized pieces of heaven.
I. ATE. THE. BOX. Yes, the whole box. All One Thousand Two Hundred Sixty Calories. 9 servings at 140 calories a serving.
So there was nothing for it but to run. Far and fast and no matter that I had no protein in my system…only stupid calorie laden carbs.
The run garnered me a 680 calories deficit which put a small dent in the cracker fiasco. But I did eat other food earlier that day so it was a PLUS day on the ‘ol calorie scale.
I shall throw down the gauntlet and promise you that I’m backing off the carbs. Maybe if it’s a public declaration I’ll think twice before opening my mouth.
That didn’t stop me from partaking in a very tasty sandwich from the ACME bread vendor at the SF Ferry Building today at lunch.
PLEASE. SEND. HELP.
Kathleen
Curses on Trader Joe’s for producing the world’s tastiest crackers. They’re called the “everything” cracker and I’m pretty sure that’s because they know once you open the box you’ll eat everything in it.
That’s what happened to me yesterday. In a moment of weakness I cavalierly tossed a box in my shopping cart. In a second moment of weakness I opened the box when I returned home.
The “reason” I opened the box was to facilitate the consumption of some healthy (albeit mercury-laden) tuna. All went well until the tuna was gone. I put away the box.
Then a work email came through that stressed me out a bit. Suddenly I was craving more crackers. I just love the CRUNCH. And the salt. And whatever super tasty secret things TJs puts into these bite-sized pieces of heaven.
I. ATE. THE. BOX. Yes, the whole box. All One Thousand Two Hundred Sixty Calories. 9 servings at 140 calories a serving.
So there was nothing for it but to run. Far and fast and no matter that I had no protein in my system…only stupid calorie laden carbs.
The run garnered me a 680 calories deficit which put a small dent in the cracker fiasco. But I did eat other food earlier that day so it was a PLUS day on the ‘ol calorie scale.
I shall throw down the gauntlet and promise you that I’m backing off the carbs. Maybe if it’s a public declaration I’ll think twice before opening my mouth.
That didn’t stop me from partaking in a very tasty sandwich from the ACME bread vendor at the SF Ferry Building today at lunch.
PLEASE. SEND. HELP.
Kathleen