Of course you're interested in the recipe.  You have been in this NG how
many years?  Still overweight?  Can't get food out of your mind?  See any
connection at all?

I'll dig it out for you.  It was in this month's UK WW magazine.

Not with food..  Right now I'm obsessed with getting the customers
Victorian corset fitted correctly and the bones cut without killing the
cutting disk or getting flying metal in my eye...  The outfit that goes
under and on top of this (chemise, drawers, a skirt and a bodice with
pagoda sleeves) cannot be measured for until the corset is done, and the
 whole set is due to play at the Dickens Festival at the end of May!

I'm dreaming of four little white dresses and six Inspector Gadget
trench coats with buttons and pockets all of which need to be on stage
at Saddlers Wells by the 10th April, and I haven't tested the fabric yet...

I'm worried that the samples for the Regency pelisse that haven't
arrived yet.  THAT one needs to be done by end of May too...

I have a little Italian granny in need of posh frockery who's project
was interupted by heart surgery, but who still has a deadline...

I love food.  I wish I had MORE TIME to think aboout food and cooking...
 That way I could plan and eat the things I really like and that suit
me and my family's very different needs, foods that are a joy to share,
rather than just having to plan stuff I or a 14 YO can fling together in
a hurry between school, historical research, hunting the net for good
findings for corsets, experimenting with patterns, dealing with a leak
in a water main, being disrupted by road menders, and the hubby going in
for a op, which puts him off the schedule for driving for 3 weeks AT
LEAST (Type 1 diabetic: they do NOT heal as well as more ordinary
folk... ), and sewing.  And that's just since Friday, when the post
almost didn't get through (customer fabric) because the road menders had
shut the road...

Have you READ the stats recently?  Looks like NORMAL PEOPLE have weight
issues...  Just HOW MANY folk are 'over weight' by medical definition?
When that gets to over 50%, it becomes NORMAL.

If you are so perfect, what are you doing here at all?  Bugger off and
bother people who might give a damn about what you think.  Stop
obsessing about your tiny little definition of normal.  Normal people
fail constantly: they fail to keep control of every little bit of their
lives because things change and sh.t happens.  Normal people need help
ALL THE TIME!  And normal people to not harangue other normal people who
fail to keep control of some small aspect of their lives: they try to
help them.

This group is ALL ABOUT healthy eating, weight control (not weight loss
as such: Weight WATCHERS, you see, not LOSERS), and HELPING EACH OTHER,
trying to keep NORMAL WEIGHT to something that adds up to a BMI (very
crude measure, but it'll do for today) to something less than 25 and
greater than 16.

If you think I'm obsessing about food and weight, just compare the time
I actually spend THINKING about it, preparing and cooking it, and on
this group, or at my weekly meeting (where I count as a success, having
lost 70lbs and kept off most of it for over three years now), to the
amount of time I spend on the sewing...

Lets take a look:

5 mins preparing son's lunch for school.
3 mins preparing Banana smoothie for his breakfast

Hubby fixed his own breakfast.  I made a cheese toaste (2 mins) and ate
that while answering a query on-line about seam finishes and good
on-line fabric shopping places.  Hm...  Cold heese toasty not a
recommended experience, but it was fuel for the morning.

4 mins throwing a couple of sandwiches together to go with a bowl of
soup heated in MW for hubby and me...  Spent the other 4 mins of
soup-heating time discussing the merits of different corset bones on-line.

Spent 20 mins throwing dinner together (Butternut squash and goats
cheese strudel: it deserveed better attention than I had time to give
it!) while on the phone dishing out cat/vet/health advice to friend
booked to give hubby lift to hospital and back tomorrow...

Spent 3 hours with customer, fitting Victorian corset toile and
discussing lace, linings, etc. for the outfit to go over it.

Took walk to village for fresh air..  And to clear head of corset
details.  Cafe shut, so failed to have skinny latte.  Bought fruit and
came home.  Had to negotiate tar lorries, JCBs and road mending crew,
being careful not to get in the way for their peace of mind as well as
my own safety!  Failed miserably to get tar on shoes, but made road crew
giggle.

Spent the rest of the day skiddling with pattern layouts, sorting zips,
clearing up sewing debris, and discussing spiral wire bone cutting and
tipping with hubby, who will need to teach me how to use the modeling
drill and fit cutting disks to cut the bones.  Note to self: do we have
protective goggles that fit over spectacles?  Not sure...

So, by the end of the day, 34 mins spent on food prep and thinking about
food, 15 hours on sewing and sewing related stuff.  Went to bed at one
am and dreamed about corsets...  Just glad I'm making the bugger, not
wearing it!

This post has already used up a third of today's food-related time on
that measure.  I'm off to enjoy some corset and historical dress
discussions over breakfast (banana sarnie today: takes under 30 seconds
to make and no thought at all!), and then get 4 dresses and one coat cut
out before mid day.  Hoping to have some of the dresses and the coat
almost complete by bed time.  Also need to fit in sewing the corset
alterations into both halves of the corset before the marker pins fall
out or rust!

OK, I'm obsessed about food and never think about corsets...  Ron,
you're a plokner.  Get out and enjoy life rather than eating yourself up
with envy.

The rest of you wanna lose weight?  Start making corsets for mad
historical costume freaks, and frockery for dance troups.  You get loads
of exercise running about with bolts of cloth, steel bones and hooped
petticoats!  You get to climb ladders and lift heavy machinery!  You run
out of time to eat and survive on coffee and adreneline!  Bust-improvers
can retire to the closet!  Exercise those pecs and arm muscles holding a
corset closed while you pin it!  Grow three extra arms while you're at
it - you'll need them.  Some days I wish I was a monkey with 4 hands and
a prehensile tail...