One of the many things that I adapted due to the prolonged ‘work from home’ is, eating to live.
Sometimes I used to eat, just because it was time to eat and not because I was hungry.
Being South Indians our breakfast is always heavy, mostly comprising of something made of rice flour along with a gravy. That is more calories than a sedentary work, next to a computer, can utilise within 4 hrs.
So I started having soup for lunch. I had to invent varieties, playing around with veggies, spices and condiments, but I got over my lunch ritual of more carbohydrates.
So now weekends are for special treats.
I longed for a slider and hence spent some time making everything from the scratch.
You know it was a hit, when your teen comments that he would never feel like eating a Big Mac again.