I try to eat lots of whole grains, veggies, some fruits—-not too many because they’re high in sugar and I have to be careful. Diabetes runs in my family. My younger sister has had since she was 49. My grandfather had it from childhood and nearly died until insulin was discovered. Considering the elementary science of the time, he lived to age 67, then considered quite long for a diabetic. He followed a strict diet. According to my father, his breakfast always consisted of half a thinly sliced banana in milk with sprinkled cinnamon and nutmeg, no sweetening. During the war when bananas were unattainable, he substituted half a boiled yam from their victory garden.
For most weekdays, my father ate the same breakfast, but he added a little oatmeal. He was not diabetic and since his job was more physical and he bicycled to 8 miles work, he needed the extra energy. He would, however, eat other breakfasts on Saturdays and brunch or afternoon full dinner on Sundays after Mass. Whatever Mom made for dinner, that’s what he ate. She had a main dish of protein, some dairy, starch, and green vegetables for side dishes. Dessert was either fruit, a little jello, a cookie, something little, except weekends there might be a cake, pie, pudding, rarely, a real treat, Dad would go out and come back with Dixie Cup vanilla/chocolate ice creme which you ate with a flat wooden spoon attached to the bottom of the cup. We used to lick out the containers and lids, and suck on the spoons until they broke. We’d have to throw them in the compost bucket because you could get a splinter in your mouth. I can still taste the spoons! Watermelon was another special treat. We ate it near the garden and had seed spitting contests at the end of the garden. Sometimes, a few plants would come up in the spring!
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