Holiday Cheating

So, this being the holiday season and all, I've been cheating a bit on my diet. I'm not proud of the cheating and so (on the insistence of my friends) I am posting about it here. After all, the whole point of making this all public is that the fear of ridicule and disappointment from my friends and family will motivate me. If I'm not honest and post the things I'm ashamed of, the whole point is moot, right?

Now, I've tried to be pretty good over the holidays. Heck, I even decided to forgo my family's traditional Christmas Eve meal of delicious lasagna and made a chili instead. However, there is no question I haven't been as good this cycle (that is what I'm going to be calling the two week breaks between weighing and measuring myself) as I was last cycle. Here are the four things I broke from the plan for:

1) Pizzelle cookies

Every year, my aunt makes a big ol' batch of pizzelle cookies. Traditionally, these Italian delights are made with an anise (black licorice) flavor. That shit is gross. My aunt, on the other hand, makes these cookies that are unbelievable. I've been told they are made with peach schnapps or some other such sorcery, but I have no first hand knowledge. Every year, I get super pumped for the holiday parcel from Michigan to make it to my doorstep. I tried to mostly just eat these on my cheat day, but a few times I slipped up.


2) Log Cake

For the last several months, I've been told that my father has a deep relationship with the lady that sells pies at the Downtown Farmer's Market. Apparently, he has a standing appointment to buy whatever her favorite pie is on any given week. Until Christmas Eve, however, I did not know the depth of my father's connection with this woman. On the night before the day before Boxing day, this woman came into my parent's condo and presented us with a beautiful sponge cake made to look like a log for some reason. She even gave us a bag full of homemade meringue mushrooms. I felt like it would be a disservice to my Pop's non-sexual-only-culinary-mistress to not taste this delight. So I ate some. Hard. 

3) Cheese Curds

I fucking love cheese curds. No two ways about it. Unfortunately, my diet does not let me eat dairy. Especially not breaded, deep fried dairy. So, when I found myself having drinks with friends downtown and confronted with a menu that included some of this cow's milk gold, I cracked. They were fucking delicious. 

4) Buffalo Wild Wings Teriyaki Boneless Wings. 

Yesterday, while watching an amazing Vikings win over the hated Green Bay Packers, I found myself a bit peckish. Having decided to view the game at BW3 (don't ask me why they call it that) I decided to partake in some wings with the delicious teriyaki sauce that I developed a taste for in college. Now, I'm allowed to eat regular buffalo wings on my diet, I'm just not supposed to eat any of the breaded stuff. So I lied to myself and said this was fine because it was mostly protein anyway. Well, it was amazing, and because they won, I'm now going to have to eat this every game until the Vikings are out of the playoffs. Rats!