It was just the
kind of job to lift my heart -
interviewing a bunch of doctors about what they eat, drink and do in a day. It
was like spying on other customers’ trolley contents in the supermarket
checkout queue – something I always find extremely revealing.
So... the lady in
the designer coat and shoes is having a cheese and ham Kiev for supper tonight!
What is that? Suddenly, despite the
hole in my jeans, the mud on my boots, and the lack of make up on my face, I feel
hugely superior about the contents of my trolley
– but will my Heyford wholemeal loaf, President butter, and Twinings green tea
draw sneers of derision from the person behind me?
While writing
this piece I found out that my osteopath has been addicted to Ribena and that the
only alcohol he can tolerate is Bailey’s – diluted down with milk. Hmmmm!
I also learned
that a respected media medic never eats breakfast and always has at least one
bar of Cadbury’s milk every day...
And that a top
medical professor always skips lunch – but still manages to run several miles a
day...
What we eat and
when we eat it is utterly fascinating to me. But noting what we eat can also tell us a lot about where we
are going wrong with our diets. Take last Saturday, for example. I ate porridge
for breakfast, with blueberries and maple syrup. Then for lunch I had some home
made chicken and vegetable soup. It was substantial but around 6.0’clock I was
starving and ate quite a lot of cheese and a couple of black pepper Rivitas
with butter.
Then my husband
poured me a glass of wine, and cooked steamed halibut with chilli and ginger
stir-fried greens and mushrooms for dinner.
Apart from the
cheese and Ryvita binge, and the two
glasses of wine, it was looking like a healthy day. But then Steve produced his
dark chocolate roulade, oozing with cream. And I had two portions. And a very large glass
of Baileys... Why do we do it?!
