When we created Drink Your Carbs we assumed that ours was the first diet designed specifically for people who wanted to lose weight while continuing to drink alcohol. We were dead wrong. The first diet intended specifically for drinkers preceded us by nearly 150 years.
We have touched on this issue before. In fact, we detailed this history in our very first post to the DYC blog, way back in October of 2011. That history of low-carb diets for drinkers is among our favorite things we’ve ever written. Unfortunately, being the first blog post on a new website, no one saw it. Not even our parents visited the website back then. DYC was as lonely and deserted as Google+.
We do not promote binge drinking. We do not binge drink. We have, however, occasionally gone beyond our own healthy drinking guidelines. It is far from a regular occurrence. When it has happened, it is almost always following a particularly long and intense workout. On the theory that “we earned the extra calories,” we allow ourselves to call for one more round.
We recently came across several new studies that forced us to rethink our behavior. It turns out that the aftermath of a killer workout is exactly the wrong time to indulge. The days when we hit the gym the hardest are days that we should be the most restrained.
Don’t take this wrong. We still believe that alcohol is fully compatible with serious athletics. In fact, in lesser quantities it may benefit recovery. The key appears to be dosage. But we are getting ahead of ourselves. We will let the research tell the story.
To celebrate tomatoes being back in season, we are revisiting one of our favorite recipes.
This chicken is so good that if Colonel Sanders decides to embrace DYC, this will be his new Original Recipe. It is not entirely unthinkable. The fact that Kentucky Fried Chicken changed its name to KFC is an acknowledgement the company is worried about its unhealthy reputation. Of course, dropping “Fried” is not the same as reformulating. Even without the f-word, a single extra crispy chicken breast with no drink or sides still packs the same number of calories as a full bottle of wine.
“Of course,” we lied. The truth was too embarrassing to admit. The only emotion we felt was dread. When you release a book, you lose control. We like the book. We think it’s funny. But it was possible that everyone else would find it Old Yeller depressing. You never know how people will react; if you don’t believe us, ask anyone who has a Twitter account.
Aside from one, “Stop trying to take away my Fruity Pebbles, Haters!” the reactions have been overwhelmingly positive.
We typically write about alcohol, diet and lifestyle. Not today. Today we go jazz, lose our fear of playing the wrong notes and put our crazy on public display.
We describe Drink Your Carbs as a guide to cutting calories and losing weight without giving up alcohol. But this only tells half the story. Drink Your Carbs started as a joke. In many ways, it’s still a joke. It just happens to be a joke diet that works.
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house / Not a creature was stirring, except for Santa who trying to choke down his billionth cookie of the evening.
In our experience, the over-21 set tends to be Santa skeptical. Some people get hung up on the impracticality of delivering presents to the roughly 2.2 billion Christians worldwide. Others concern themselves with the physics of flying reindeer or the difficulty of stuffing a morbidly obese man down the narrow flue of a modern chimney. At Drink Your Carbs, our skepticism springs from the sheer volume of cookies left on hearths that, for politeness reasons, Santa is required to consume.