Letter to Wife

The following is a letter to my wife establishing my plan of attack upon learning that my cholesterol level is higher than I thought:

First steps:
no more salt, butter, whole milk, constant cheesing, coffee cream & sugar.

The sushi I got was AWESOME. Ok, maybe not worth all caps, but damn near close to, if not better than, You See Sushi. I went to the place I saw that sparked the idea, but not before darting into City Lights for a recommendation. Ironically the only place he mentioned was that place. I got 6 different pieces of nigiri and an 8-10 piece Alaska roll, which was salmon and avocado. Yum. And the nigiri--Yum. Plus miso soup and tea for $9.95. With tax & tip, $12.80. Very reasonable, and I'm quite full. I think the nigiri was hamachi, maguro, ebi, tai, sake, and octopus (can't remember the Japanese for that).

Yes. Cheese. Cheese will now be for special occasions rather than blanketing all sandwiches. Jelly consumption shall be reduced. There is a cup of Lipton Green Tea brewing on my desk next to a 50.7 oz bottle of filtered water.

More fish. The author of Pavlov's Trout speaks of an activity he and his wife share called the Book and Fishing Club, wherein they drive to a stream or river and he goes fishing for a long time while she reads engrossed in the car. Obviously she is reading good books rather than wondering when he is coming back, because he says they both are completely content and happy about the arrangement. I guess she's not addicted to the internets. But maybe we can introduce more actual fresh fish into our lives the old fashioned way. And of course in our Club, you'd be able to do whatever you want, like hike around for a while before settling in for your reading or painting or mosaicking. One of the reasons I did very little fly fishing was because I was with Jesse, who did not truly appreciate fly fishing or being alone -- one with the water and fish. So we were in a boat or sitting on the side of a lake drinking beer with daylong intermittent chit-chat. A fly fisherman really doesn't need a fishing buddy, in fact, is better off without one. But I need you. Yes I do.

And definitely more vegetables, fruits and soy. And somehow incorporate those red chiles into everything so I sweat out all the bad cholesterols.

And probably of most importance, next to less fat -- exercise. I walked today. I should walk everday, multiple times if the occasion permits itself. And work up to more strenuous activities like running or tennis or biking or fishing. And then I shall learn to fly like a bird.

What will I eat tomorrow on Hawk Hill? I have ham & cheese and PB&J, and nuts and sesame sticks. None of those are good. Something else I was reading today said to limit even the amount of vegetable fats, in particular avocadoes and nuts. At least in the mindset of "reversal" rather than "prevention". I 'm already in the high category and I need to get out of it. Once out I can eat a moderate amount of whatever I want.

Bud Light. They say Miller Lite has more flavor. I don't know how Amstel Light compares to the American lights in calories and simple carbs, but I gotta stop drinking Boont and Red Seal Ale.

Pizza. I can never eat pizza with you again. It has to be reserved for emergency beer drinking food. Surely you understand. No? We'll have to discuss that then. And as you suggested replace portions of beer with red wine and sake. Alcohol is alcohol is sugar, but beer is the worst for keeping the fat cells well fed.

So there you have it, Sweetie. Olive oil, vegetables, soy and water.

Love Chuck

I think this means the Cheese Log is going to see fewer cheese reviews. But it also means there will be less pressure to fill it with cheese, thus opening up its role as a ranter's haven. I suppose I can rave too.