Follow on InstagramMrs. S is still on her quest for healthy foods. Today she saw this picture in a magazine. She is sure she can recreate a bowl just like this for me.
Apples - without seeds or core (apple seeds contain chemical compounds that are poisonous to animals)
Blueberries
Strawberries
Watermelon - without seeds
Cantaloupe
Frozen bananas
Green beans
Carrots - raw or cooked
Rice
Sweet potato – cooked, cubed or mashed without butter or seasoning; regular potatoes are also good, but in limited amounts since they are high in sugar and can increase weight
Squash, zucchini
Lettuce
Spinach
Popcorn - unsalted and unbuttered
Catnip or cat grass
Well I've tried lettuce and spinach and ugh! And catnip?? not sure on that one. Wonder why sugar snap peas are not on list since they really are my favorite. Oh, and did I forgot to mention I love rice?
Mrs. S thought these recipes below looked yummy. All three are low in calories. I know I'd like the beef one the best.
Love, Bella
P.S. Next week is my weigh-in. Wish me luck.
Only 275 colories per serving
http://www.bhg.com/recipe/beef/beef-tenderloin-with-balsamic-tomatoes/
http://www.bhg.com/recipe/arugula-pesto-with-spaghetti-squash/
http://www.bhg.com/recipe/grilled-veggie-pasta-salad/
Sheldon Allan "Shel" Silverstein (September 25, 1930 – May 10, 1999 was an American poet, singer-songwriter, cartoonist, screenwriter, and author of children's books.
Love, Bella
P.S. Next week is my weigh-in. Wish me luck.
Beef Tenderloin with Balsamic Tomatoes
Only 275 colories per serving
Arugula Pesto with Spaghetti Squash
Under 200 calories per serving
One of his most popular books is "Where The Sidewalk Ends" based on the poem
Where the Sidewalk Ends
by Shel Silverstein
Where the Sidewalk Ends
by Shel Silverstein
There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.
Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.
Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.
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