Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “mean(s).” Use it with or without the “s,” any way you’d like. – Linda G. Hill
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My husband and I eat simple meals with fruit and vegetables plus eggs for brunch; and for dinner, have salmon instead of eggs. That means we eat basically the same thing every day.
Friday evening is our regular night out at a local steak house Cedar Creek. He orders the same thing every time – prime rib steak, 18 oz cooked medium well, French fries, green vegetables, house salad and horseradish for the steak. He makes it clear to the server that the horseradish must be fresh to a point it clears his sinuses. The same server waits on us for more than a year, so he knows exactly what my hubby wants. Sometimes the server is rotated to the patio section and we prefer to stay inside.
I may eat 2 oz of meat now and then. When eating at home, a large plate of plain broccoli stir-fried with olive oil, a bit of salt and pepper serves me well. It’s hard for me to find a large portion of vegetables in American restaurants. At this restaurant, I order the Brown Derby Cobb Salad with romaine lettuce, small cubes of turkey, tomatoes, bacon, blue cheese crumble, broiled eggs and avocado.
April 2nd, 2017 would have been Randy’s 63rd birthday. He died of mountain biking accident 15 months ago. Randy was my husband’s best friend for 12 years. They were workout buddies. They went for pizza and movie once a week, and did mountain biking on Saturdays. We had regular game nights or barbecue dinners.
A year before Randy passed away, my husband got a job at an imagining center that required him to work overtime on weekdays and weekends. He was not able to do things with Randy as often as he wanted.
The second week of January, 2016, Randy went mountain biking with another friend. He had a terrible accident that smashed his head and face. He was pronounced dead upon arrival at the emergency room.
My husband and I were shocked of the incidence. Two weeks later, my husband finally broke out and cried for his loss of his best friend. I held him on my shoulder and stroke his back. I let him cry until he felt better. Some people think that “Big boys don’t cry.” But I think crying is a healthy way to express our grief for the loss. It’s healthy for big boys and big girls to cry and grief for their loss.
I can’t say that we are health nuts, but both my husband and I are health conscious. We try to be on nutritional diet.
I have a Nutrition Chart given to me by my daughter. She happened to have a spare one. I taped it on the inside of the cupboard door. It’s convenient for me to open the door and refer to the chart on a regular basis.
About ten days ago, my husband wondered if we were getting enough iron and calcium from food. When he studied my Nutrition Chart, he found out that Kale is rich in iron and calcium plus other nutrients, celery could lower blood pressure, and berries are rich in antioxidant. The conversation went on to talk about the benefits of certain vegetables and fruits. We went shopping for fresh vegetables and a large volume of mixed berries in a Ziploc bag.
He uses the blender to blend in kale, celery, mixed berries and other dark green vegetables to make smoothies. He makes enough for 4 glasses. Each of us has one drink in the morning and one in the evening.