I've been seeing lettuce wraps all over the land of blogs of late. In an effort to reduce carbs in the evening, this sounded like the perfect concoction for me.
I'm not a food blogger by any means, but when I intend to blog about my meals to do put in an effort to make it look quasi pretty for photo-ops.
Even my "pretty" version looks ridiculous. It's just chicken breasts cooked in the slow cooker in salsa, avocado and a little shredded old cheddar.
In actuality, this is what it looked like before I ate it.
It all went down hill from there.
After one bite, there was shit everywhere. On the floor, on the table, running down my arm, onto Jersey's head. I was not impressed. In fact, I might have went into a carb-deprived state of rage.
It reminded me of the time my Dad went on Atkins, and I came home to him sitting on the couch in a full fledged Raisin-Bran binge. I swear he had flames in his eyes, clearly possessed by the Carb-Devil himself.
My conclusion: I think lettuce wraps suck.
Save yourself the anguish, and just eat the friggin' carbs. Trust me.