This right here...this was a hard one to accept. No more bread and butter. I think this was the comfort food of my childhood. I was a latch key kid...and My Mom always had a big loaf of Italian bread around. I'd make a bread and butter sandwich after school...and then another. Soon my skirts and pants were tight, and I was...tired.
I didn't know then what I know now.
I can't stop! I eat until full and then til finished. Hot bread and butter...
I've come to accept I can't handle bread. But did you know bread is a carb that's often considered highly addictive? On the carb-addiction-cycle bread is trouble. I over eat it, and it spikes my blood sugar, and brings out the insulin which assures me that it will show up as fat on my body.
I can either be healthy and energetic
or I eat bread and butter and plan on a Type2 Diabetes medication.
This is a food I cannot afford to go back to, so I just ACCEPT that. I plan to leave it behind. I'm so busy living, I don't miss it or the crash it brought about.