Biked two miles. Picked blueberries to freeze for the winter. Ate 2 pieces of double-fiber wheat toast with a smear of whipped peanut butter and some apple juice.
Ate a nice salad for lunch with 5 pretzel chips. They don't do much for me.
Son is bringing over a huge pot of chicken and pastry tonight. I'm to fix everything else. I simply CAN NOT eat pastry! It's thick white flour full of chicken broth. I'll have creamed cauliflower if I still have some in the fridge. May cook some field peas, fresh tomatoes and cukes, and I might make a low-point dessert like frozen lemonade bars from my book, Eat What You Love.
Made the bars and they are freezing. That should be refreshing since it's suppose to be 100 degrees this afternoon.
The chicken was so shredded into the pastry that I had to eat both. It was delicious but I feel bad that I ate it. Didn't eat corn bread. Instead I warmed up leftover caulifowler and ate some peas without relish (which is full of sugar). The lemonade bars were very sour. Needed more sugar or less lemon juice than the recipe called for.
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