For example, this morning, I made scrambled eggs for me and the kids, and I was starting to eat mine with a few slices of leftover steak from last night, and it was just sad. Unappealing. I knew I needed the protein, esp. after yesterday's weight-lifting workout, but I was forcing myself to eat it because it was good for me. This is entirely antithetical to my way of being -- food should be a pleasure, a delight, not a chore!
Thankfully, I suddenly remembered that sometime last year, I was making myself breakfast tortillas with eggs, cheese, and MD sauce. MD sauce is a Sri Lankan thing -- essentially a green chili sauce, but tangy, due to a goodly amount of vinegar. I had some whole wheat tortillas I could have used, but I thought it might work just as well to just use a fork to dip the eggs and steak into the spicy sauce.
My dears, it was AWESOME. Especially with a little shredded cheese mixed in with the still-warm eggs (would have been even better if I'd cooked the cheese into the eggs -- next time). I devoured the rest of my plate, very happily, and now I'm following that up with a cup of hot milk tea. Mmm.... I'm going to cut up an apple in a bit, and that's going to be a fabulous breakfast.
It takes a little thinking about it, and a good dose of chili, not to mention way more utilizing a fork than I'm used to (instead of just picking up the food with my fingers, either mixed with rice or wrapped in bread) -- but I think I can make this diet work for me. Happily, even. :-)