My love for BBQ runs deep...I have practically written love letters to it. Give me a BBQ pulled pork sandwich and I am yours forever. FOREVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Seriously, I could inspire a Saturday Night Live skit. The Girl that Loves her Sandwich. The woman and the sandwich sitting on the couch watching a movie together. The woman and the sandwich going for a walk in the park. The woman and the sandwich playing Just Dance together.
I love going to see my family when I go to Virginia, but I superly love going for BBQ. It helps that my grandmom is now living a mile from my favorite place to eat: Red Hot & Blues, or as I like to call it Yum Yummy & Yummier!
I could seriously eat it every day. But, I shant. The Former Fat Girl could do it. She could eat it for lunch and dinner. She could eat it and then go back for seconds.
One of the things that I missed the most when I left North Carolina was leaving behind the BBQ.
A few years ago a BBQ place opened up in the mall food court. I thought I was in heaven. I only went a half dozen times while it was open. I would get the pulled pork platter with green beans and mac'n'cheese. It was delightful. And then the unthinkable happened. There was a huge rain storm and the food court flooded. It was closed for about 3 months. Sadly, Memphis BBQ never came back. Only the chain restaurants were back. I cried.
I like the sweet sauce. When I go to Red Hot & Blues I get the pulled pork combo. That is the pulled pork on a roll with a pickle and Grandma's potato salad...quite possibly the best potato salad EVER. At the table I choose the sweet sauce. And generally I treat myself to a Sweet Tea...mmmm...BBQ AND Sweet tea...does it get any better? This weekend I didn't have the Sweet tea. Usually I go for lunch. For dinner I don't really want to have that much sugar. Especially since I had half a slice of cake the night before.
What I like about RH&B is that portions wise it's all good. The Former Fat Girl would have very easily gone back for more. The new me sits and waits for the belly to fill. Yes, I secretly wish the portion of the potato salad was bigger...okay, not so secretly, but I let it go. I eat my pickle and walk away. My saddest moment is when I take the last bite of my sandwich. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
I heart my mom. She doesn't love it as much as I do and more often than not she ends up taking most of her sandwich home...and then I get to eat it the next day. They gave me sauce to go and I got to have it for dinner the next night too. YEAH!
So now that moving back to North Carolina is back in the picture and within reach I am getting excited and worried. Will I be able to handle it? I really began this journey when I was living in North Carolina...except that I was only partially invested. I really how no idea how to eat. I began working out faithfully, but my eating still had lots of problems. I ate out a lot. When I wasn't eating out I was eating prepackaged frozen meals.
I am much better equipped this time around. I have much knowledge! I am positive it will be different this time around. I will succeed! I will just reserve my BBQ for cheat meals. I will need to limit those meals to once a week....or I can make them post race meals. Now that sounds like the New Girl is going to Rock and show the Former Fat Girl who is boss.
If you feel like you are alone on your journey and you just need some encouragement I am here for you! Shoot me an email and I will do my best to check in on you or give you the words of support you need several times a week. The journey is so much easier if you have support.