I rarely wander into the world of dieting on this blog. That’s partly because I understand that the word “diet” is socially-loaded and very personal. We all have different needs. We all have different bodies, and we all have the right to take care of (or not take care of) those bodies as we see fit. However, the main reason I stay away from the subject is because I don’t diet. I guess you’re thinking that this Caramel Cream Pie is proof enough of that fact.
But if it were all so simple I could stop right here and offer you a slice of Caramel Cream Pie without feeling even a twinge of guilt. But I do feel a slight twinge.
The reason I don’t diet is because I believe I eat sensibly. Meaning I eat the foods I enjoy with rather predictable frequency and in quantities that make sense for a man of my age and body type (and that makes sense to me). Some people might call this eating in “moderation”. But the word “moderation” implies that there’s some sort of outside constraint holding me back.
Many (if not most) of my meals are meatless. This doesn’t mean I’m moderating my meat intake. It means my body doesn’t always need animal protein to run at its optimum. When my body needs meat, I feed it meat. Your body might be different than mine.
Same goes for sweets. I can go weeks on end without eating anything sweeter than a banana or cocktail cherry. However when the urge to eat sweet hits, I go ahead and splurge. I like the word “splurge”. Unlike the word “moderation” the word “splurge” implies that a treat like Caramel Cream Pie is a bonus. Something extra.
Which is exactly how I view sweets. In most cases a bite or two is more than enough to satisfy me. Which brings me to this Caramel Cream Pie. I realize it’s a splurge for most any body type (there’s that twinge I mentioned), but trust me– it’s worth the splurge. GREG