Wednesday, May 5, 2010

The War I Wage

I found inspiration from the book "French Women Don't Get Fat". Three meals a day, dessert and a glass of wine, how can this be? Apparently, smaller portions and walking have something to do with it. According to Mireille Guiliano, french women do not exercise either. This is the diet book for me! Although, walking through the streets of Paris may be more of an incentive, while the ten steps to my car in the driveway
could be the reason I am waging a decade long war in my battle of the bulge.
Leek soup will be on the menu today; Mireille's idea of "recasting". I just need to adhere to this concept and convince my husband that moving to Paris will aid in my shape up program. Bon Appetit!
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  1. irishjacketMay 5, 2010 at 12:53 PM

    I wish I had a goat and a garden and most of all time to make goat cheese and pick fresh vegetables that I know my kids won't eat.
    I guess I have to make a few compromises. My six-year-old is dressing as a goat for a play at school (that reminds me I have to make that costume.) I have plenty of weeds to pick. And we will have "chicken again" tonight at our 5 minute dinner before we run out the door for another game.

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  2. Anne Di FrancescoMay 5, 2010 at 1:18 PM

    ummm..I am all for goat cheese

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  3. Di FranNovember 18, 2010 at 12:37 PM

    I would move to Paris but the taxes are higher there than in Westmont!

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