My Grandmother knew a lot.
My Grandmother (AKA Grandma Dot) knew a lot, about a lot of things. Which is not surprising really when you consider that she was an intelligent and well educated woman who was born in the late 1800's and lived from the time of horse drawn transportation and farming to seeing man go to the moon and beyond. She helped raise me, in retrospect having more of an effect on me than I ever knew, even though I knew it was a lot.
She taught me about balance. From a very early age, I've been one who tended to put on and keep on weight very easily. Back when they had "husky" jeans, guess who wore them. Guess who didn't have a problem with that and also guess who didn't turn a blind eye. Grandma Dot was a professional caterer and the best cook in town. We ate well at our house, even if there was not a lot of money. We ate everything, from steak and shrimp when it was time for a treat, to biscuits and sorghum with a glass of milk for supper when it was time to pinch a few pennies. We always had a garden and always ate a lot of fresh and home canned vegetables and fruits too. Among many other things, I think a very important lesson that Grandma Dot tried to teach me, that I try to remember and live by is "all things in moderation". What wonderful words, and how hard to live up to, eh? They imply so much, the freedom to choose and to have what you like, coupled with the responsibility to find and live with.... moderation.
Now I brag. Tonight for dinner I will be having baked pasta with sweet Italian sausage, mozzerella, peppers, onions, fresh tomatoes and a portabella mushroom cap, cooked in a beautiful red sauce and a nice Merlot alongside when it is ready. There will be a green salad too. Grandma Dot taught me I could cook like this and eat it too, by example. But when I was growing up and showed "love handles", she would pinch them in her loving way and say, "you really don't need seconds, do you?" So as much as I would like, I won't be having a two pound portion of anything. One sausage and a medium helping of pasta will be it, along with the salad. This is my secret, if I have one. No denial of what to eat, only no gluttony allowed! For me, when put in those hard words, it is do-able and has been for some time now. Maybe that will help with someone here too. I hope so.
Tomorrow morning I will be on the bike at about 5:30 am since it is so hot in the daytime this week. She would like that I cooked this dinner and that I am also on the bike at 55.
God Bless Grandma Dot, I still miss her.
It's all downhill from here. Except the parts that are uphill.