I didn't want to go ridiculous. Since I have only had fruit for 15 days, my stomach was basically the size of a peanut. So I ate normal or small amounts of foods. But here's a glorious display of my weekend spent eating.
Coffee with cream
Phil and I split the Breakfast Crepe and the Peach Crepe
American Dream Pizza
State Fair Scones. They are the most wonderful thing EVER. I ate 2.
Bacon Tomato and Avocado Scramble. Hashbrowns. And homemade sourdough toast.
Phil made me nachos
Sushi with Morgan. You could almost smell the glorious iodine. Fish, Shrimp, Seaweed, Soy Sauce. Amazing-ness.
Not pictured: My fair dinner (aka a corn dog) and my brownie and a glass of milk.
I have discovered during the diet that I apparently eat my feelings. Comfort food is the name of the game. I have also discovered that most of my comfort food includes cheese. Hopefully I never develop a lactose problem because the alternative is apparently retail therapy. My wallet can't take it.