DD is on the warpath. She is not happy with her weight. She has now brought out the heavy artillery.
I don’t even know what that means. I think it’s a whole whack of protein, some approved fruits and vegetables, and very, very little cereals, grains, or milk. I think it’s a version of what used to be called the Atkins diet. As far as I remember, people who followed that diet dropped the kilos very quickly, but they tended to put it back on because the diet was fairly restrictive and people just couldn’t stay on it long-term.
I have had a number of conversations with DD about this. I told her that I worry about her cutting out some rather important components of good nutrition, according to the Canada Food Guide. She scoffed that the Canada Food Guide was obviously wrong. I countered with the fact that “carbs” isn’t even an official food group. She threw a bunch of facts and figures and website URLs at me, all designed to bolster her position that this diet not only works, but it’s healthy and harmless to the human body in the long term.
It was a Mexican standoff, basically.
I changed my tactics.
“But I don’t know what to cook for dinners any more,” I whined. I am good at whining.
“Would you like me to get you a lowcarb cookbook?” she offered. “Would that help?”
I looked blankly at her.
“A cookbook? For me?” I said slowly. “Why would I want a lowcarb cookbook when I am not the person who is following the lowcarb diet?”
DD is a smart girl. I think she got my point.