Today Phase I lower-carb pancake extravaganza: same egg, half as much everything else as original Satisfactory Pancake.
Phase I formula
Batter felt too eggy against whisk in Bigfoot bowl. Brain felt sure Bubs find repulsive.
It globbed off of the spoon like little omelets. And then I put one white chocolate chip into each mini-omelet. Gross and grosser.
Au contraire! Even when badgered w. leading questions, Bubs not bother articulate difference. Do these taste different? No. Are they kind of eggy? No. They taste good. They are the same. Do you think it seems like fewer pancakes? I don’t know. Do you like them? Yes. I think you should move your pump. I’m not sure it’s maple syrup-proof. Okay.
Nice things about silver dollars: easy to flip. No fork required. 2g CHO per extremely eggy pancake.
Dexcom report. Here we go:
30-ish minutes after eating; 40-ish after bolus: no signs of anything.
Seven minutes later:
Where plateau? Such suspense:
I called game over at 8:20.
Here’s the latest Dexcom fashion in our house: Tallygear across the chest.
Like a bandolier. Or a defensive traveler with a passport case strapped on in a complicated manner, in order to outfox pickpockets.
Summary: results + schemes.
Slouching toward paleo. You can make a crumpet, waffle, or pancake with zero carbs—just eggs, almond flour, and baking powder. But it will probably be too gross to eat, right? Imagine if you had morning sickness and someone gave you eggs with white chocolate chips. Stop. Don’t imagine it. I am sorry.