We had neighbors over last night for a try-out of two local purveyors of BARBECUE. :-D It was good, and i was bad, having a sample of everything including "the neolithic agents of disease." But it won't do lasting damage because i've learned a couple of little secrets....
FIRST: never ever ever ever EVER say "well, i've already screwed up, so i may as well screw up more." EVER.
Second: fast until i feel reasonably normal again. It's just an extension of the type of fasting that comes naturally to me -- not eating first thing in the morning (when i'm not hungry anyway), but waiting till i actually regain an appetite. Usually, this gives me a 16-18 hour window in which to burn primarily lots of endogenous fat fuel, but today it'll probably stretch to 22 hours or more. I'll drink coffee while i'm waiting for the bloated feeling to go away ... as it will.
Third: a tiny bit of exercise is good, but a lot is horrible. If i TRY to burn off the stored carbs, all i'll succeed in doing is aggravate the joints which have taken a hit from the increased lectin load. More inflammation, i DON'T need!
So today i'll act like the poisoned pup i feel, and stay away from more food while i recover. For the record, there was no wrong answer when choosing baby-back ribs, though we all liked Bogart's (with a little cooked-on sauce) a LITTLE better than Pappy's probably-lower-carb spice-rubbed version. The brisket isn't as good as home-made, and the smoked turkey was a little dry. The green beans were spicy and pleasant, interesting for a change but not crave-worthy. The baked beans got good reviews but i think they're too sweet. The potato salad isn't in the same ballpark with my recipe, but surprisingly, the slaw was almost as good as J's. The only thing i prepared -- our starter cocktail, the Jungle Bird -- went over well ... and of course the wine was great!