After having a great work out at the gym after J got out of work, we contemplated our dinner choices. We'd eaten at home the past couple of nights, so I suggested that we eat out somewhere. J agreed, and we decided that we would grab sandwiches.
To me, sandwiches are usually a safe food choice. At most sub shops I can build my own sandwich and order the 'healthiest' options, which cause me the least anxiety. Such was the case last night, or so I thought...
We pulled up to Blimpie's (I've never actually been there!), but two doors down was a local sub shop that looked pretty neat. So, we decided to eat there.
Well, one glance at the menu and sweat starting building at various places on my body. No where in sight did they have a 'healthy' and simple Turkey-lettuce-tomato On Wheat. Every one of their sandwich choices were very creative specialty creations topped with sauces. And for the sides you had a choice of chips, potato salad, or cole-slaw. What was that-- Fat, fat, and fat?
I think I must have looked like a deer in the headlights because J asked me if I was "Okay?" and if I wanted to eat there. I mumbled something about not being able to find anything healthy on the menu. Meanwhile, my stomach rumbled with protest. So I listened to my stomach, and told him it was okay to eat there.
I ordered something that sounded amazingly delicious: turkey, cheese, avocado, mayo, on a ciabatta roll, with a side of potato salad. Now let me interject to tell you something silly: I had to ask the sandwich guy what a ciabatta roll was.
Do you know why I don't know what a ciabatta roll is? Because I am so petrified of secret fat and calories that I have never veered past white and wheat bread. I know. Ridiculous.
Regardless of my knowledge in bread, the sandwich was amazing! Eating it was like goodness wrapped up in deliciousness wrapped up in love. And you know what I did after? I asked J to stop at Subway so that we could get a couple of cookies for dessert.
I'm proud to say that I handled eating out pretty well this time around.
Tell me, how do you handle eating outside of your home?