I went to an Italian restaurant for dinner last night with the family. The gnocchi with white sauce caught my eye immediately as that's one of my favorite dishes (if prepared correctly) and about two seconds later, my mother and husband also pointed it out to me; but I opted for spaghetti with a little olive oil and garlic with a small Caesar salad. The waiter ended up brining me a small spinach salad, so rather than having him bring it back, I ate that.
Sometimes it's hard for me to chose the healthier option (such as the salads), but when it's "forced" I'll eat it.
I stopped eating once I was full even though it didn't look like I touched my plate. During dinner, the table next to us was reviewing the dessert tray. There were about three items I would have loved to try, but I told myself I was going to decline. Dessert time came around and everyone immediately pointed to me, but I smiled and declined. At that point, I had my husband, mother-in-law, and waiter say, "Oh common, you always get something." It's true, I was the dessert queen. I stood my ground and declined, but my sister-in-law ordered the double chocolate cake (she was sitting to the left of me) and my husband ordered the same (he was sitting on the right) so I was surrounded by two double chocolate cakes and I still didn't have any. When the waiter brought out small plates so we could all share, I declined to take one.
Changing my eating habits and making small changes is relatively easy for me, but I think it's difficult for my family to adjust.
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I went to an Italian restaurant for dinner last night with the family. The gnocchi with white sauce caught my eye immediately as that's one of my favorite dishes (if prepared correctly) and about two seconds later, my mother and husband also pointed it out to me; but I opted for spaghetti with a little olive oil and garlic with a small Caesar salad. The waiter ended up brining me a small spinach salad, so rather than having him bring it back, I ate that.
Sometimes it's hard for me to chose the healthier option (such as the salads), but when it's "forced" I'll eat it.
I stopped eating once I was full even though it didn't look like I touched my plate. During dinner, the table next to us was reviewing the dessert tray. There were about three items I would have loved to try, but I told myself I was going to decline. Dessert time came around and everyone immediately pointed to me, but I smiled and declined. At that point, I had my husband, mother-in-law, and waiter say, "Oh common, you always get something." It's true, I was the dessert queen. I stood my ground and declined, but my sister-in-law ordered the double chocolate cake (she was sitting to the left of me) and my husband ordered the same (he was sitting on the right) so I was surrounded by two double chocolate cakes and I still didn't have any. When the waiter brought out small plates so we could all share, I declined to take one.
Changing my eating habits and making small changes is relatively easy for me, but I think it's difficult for my family to adjust.