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the everyman memoirs

The official blog of author Tali Nay.
MAY
05

Photo Op

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Food Tours of NY is my favorite NYC-based food tour company. And not just because they have my picture on their website. I know, I know, it doesn't even look like me. In fact, when I took this Greenwich Village tour for the second time last month and mentioned to the tour guide that my picture was on the website, she replied, "You don't look familiar." "I'm the one in the kelly green coat eating a cannoli," I replied. Still nothing.

The only reason I'd brought it up is because a photographer accompanied our tour group last month and took no less than one billion pictures of us at the various stops and tastings. This surely means that I was caught on camera in any number of unflattering mid-bite poses, including one particularly awkward moment at Joe's Pizza where I tried (unsuccessfully) for several seconds to get all the cheese hanging off my slice into a single bite. Of course, the reason for the photographer's presence in the first place is so the Greenwich Village tour website can be "redone," which does make me a little sad, because I like being a part of it. Even with greasy cheese all over my mouth I know I would still be a part of it, but a much less flattering part. #savethecannolipic

 

JAN
30

Epic Fail: Peasant Dinner

I read an article recently about how we tend to flip flop our meals when it comes to the digestive ideal. Most people grab a quick, scant breakfast (or skip it altogether) and end up overindulging come dinner time. The article says we've got it all wrong. That we should eat breakfast like a king, lunch like a prince, and dinner like a peasant. This seemed do-able, so today is day 5 of Operation Meal Quantity Flip-flop. True that it's been tough to carve out extra time in the mornings to actually cook breakfast (because this basically means getting up earlier....groan), but my big, delicious breakfast is now a highlight of the day. My lunches haven't really changed, as they were probably already prince-like (not too big, not too small), but where I'm totally failing is the peasant dinner. Because when I get home from work, I'm hungry. Really, really hungry. So I eat my peasant dinner and promptly follow it up with a real dinner. Which is, of course, exactly what this style of eating is supposed to help me avoid. But I ask you, what's so wrong with eating breakfast AND dinner like a king? Besides, I'm pretty sure this article came from the People magazine (since it's the only one I read), so I really should take all health advice with a grain of salt. Or an entire pinch....sprinkled over my morning hashbrowns.