Snacking on the QT

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

I like to eat every couple of hours. Well, actually I like to eat pretty much constantly but I try to keep it to every couple of hours. Three meals, two snacks. That’s the game plan.

Eating that way keeps my blood sugar steady and prevents me from getting SO HUNGRY that I go foraging for carbs. And not the good kind. If I were to eat lunch, work five more long hours, then spend another hour driving home, do you think healthy cooking would be uppermost on my mind when I got there? No, it would not. I would eat one of my dogs if they got in my way on the mad dash to the refrigerator.

Planning my snacks for the days I am at home doesn’t present any particular problem. Snacking at work? An entirely different animal.

The owner of the company where I work does not believe in eating at any time other than the designated lunch hour. And that must be done in the lunchroom. No eating at your desk. The quickest way to invoke his wrath is to be caught eating outside of the lunchroom before noon or after 1:00 pm. Although I will say he gets less angry if he catches you with an apple as opposed to cookies (he hates junk food).

So I need to keep my snacking on the down low – a low-profile snack that I can eat at my desk while hiding behind my ridiculously huge 1992-esque computer monitor. It must be a snack I can quickly shove under a pile of paperwork if the owner of the company happens by.

No spreading out of low fat cheese and high fiber crackers or apples and peanut butter for me. A bowl of strawberries and yogurt is sometimes tricky. And it cannot smell. Scratch soup, broth, hard boiled eggs, tuna and anything that has to be cooked. I MIGHT be able to get away with the broth if it’s in a Styrofoam cup and doesn’t require the use of a spoon. But that’s not exactly the kind of snack that will stay with you.

It all seems kind of ridiculous, I know; but this is how it is.

The morning isn’t particularly challenging. I can just eat a banana and be done with it. But the afternoon? Ack! That has always been my worst time and finding the right sneaky snack is rough.

So to recap – the snack must be portable, non-smelly, reasonably low-cal, and not require cooking or utensils. Oh – and it must consist of a protein and a carb.

I finally found the solution. Can you guess? It’s so simple, really – and one of my favorite foods – a sandwich! Perfect. I can wrap whatever I want into a low-carb, whole grain tortilla and then sneak some fruit on the side and I am held over until dinner.

Plus if anyone in a position of authority strolls by my office, it is easy to toss it into my purse without being too obvious. Ha. If I was this creative in my actual job, I would probably be making more money.

10 comments:

The Blonde Duck said...

Saying hi from SITS. I love to eat all the time too! Unfortunately.

Bonnie said...

WHAT A BOSS! A good mix of carbs and protein too in that sandwich so it is probably good and filling.

Stesha said...

Wise choice with the sandwich.

Hugs and Mocha,
Stesha

Cyndi said...

LOL! I had no idea you worked in such dire conditions.

Camevil said...

Oh my. What would boss man do if he had to accommodate a diabetic? *tsk tsk*

Protein powder might make a good stealth snack, since you can innocently add it to a drink.

midlife mommy said...

Are you effing kidding me?

Mrs. Jelly Belly said...

Oh, I only WISH I was kidding. You'll love this - if someone is foolish enough to bring a cake into the office while he is there, he is very likely to throw it in the trash and give the person who brought it a stern talking to.

I, too, often wonder what would happen if we had any diabetics in the office.

ParentingPink said...

Thanks for visiting my PINK SITS blog today! I am trying the South Beach diet & it's HARD! However, I have found that it did help curb some of my carb cravings :-)

Nana said...

Wow, your boss needs to pull that stick out of his behind. Maybe if HE ate a snack he wouldn't be so onry. Make him a sandwich.

Brandy said...

Where I used to work, snacking was okay, but we couldn't have any meat at all, at anytime, anywhere in the bldg. Our owner was a vegan and a total nazi about it.

Try hiding a hamburger w/ onions. Now that takes talent. LOL!

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