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Take Two

For those that dont know....my life revolves around food.  I have gone to New York for less than 30 hours, spending way too much money just to eat my way through the San Gennaro Festival.  All because I heard thats where you get the best cannoli's.  And any one knows, Italian in DC is terrible.  I mean like Olive Garden terrible.  Ok maybe not that bad, but its nothing I would waste my calories on.  And I have wasted calories on many things.  Irony is that I will somehow be losing ~18 pounds to hit 135 for my fight.  The trick will be to do it while still enjoying food. On my previous attempt at cutting weight, food became merely energy.  I actually got vitamin K poisoning because my food ratio was so off for the amount of spinach I was eating.  9 months later, I still gag when eating spinach.  For me, its a very sad day when food isn't enjoyable.  On the path to making that possible, I had redo of a previous recipe I tried.  Its a creamy "spaghetti" that to be paleo subs zucchini for the pasta.  The first time I stuck with the recipe and wasn't a big fan of the coconut cream and oil.  Since Im not 100% paleo, I subbed heavy cream this time.  This attempt was far better, actually fantastic.  Only things I would different are add a second can of tomatoes because I just love them and the way they absorb all the flavors in the dish.  And chop up the rosemary so it doesn't feel like your eating pine needles.  To top it off the roomie baked apples, pears and bananas with a little butter, cinnamon, nutmeg and vanilla.  Normally not a fan of soft bananas but this is pretty damn tasty.  18 pounds just might happen without too much misery.

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