I moved in with my sister, her kids, and my dad last week. It’s been very stressful, both physically and emotionally. If I hadn’t been ketotic, I might well have buckled under the strain. I’ve been feeling guilty about letting my sister do the cooking since I moved in, but tonight I finally had the time and energy to cook for the household.
I roasted a pork loin and served it sliced, with pan drippings. I steamed Brussels sprouts and sauteed them in a mix of bacon drippings, coconut oil, and olive oil and served them tossed in the pan drippings, some crumbled bacon, and some sauteed onion. Took a store-bought salad mix and added tomato bits and small bits of cheese, dressed it with bleu cheese dressing (store-bought, but you can’t have everything).
Not only did I get the timing right, but everything was ready as my sister got home from work, and everyone loved the meal. Nobody even noticed they were eating keto! My niece even loved the sprouts!
I’m feeling great right now, because I got my keto fix and fed everyone else while doing so. I feel less of a weirdo and more part of the family. And on top of it all, it is so encouraging to have a glimpse of how this new keto adventure can harmonize with all the challenges of living with my nearest and dearest.