Eat Smarter Novels & Stories

“Tomorrow they will cook it again, eat a lot so you can grow up quickly. But don’t eat like this every day.” Brianna suddenly looked at me. As I looked at her I stopped smiling. She looked so cute, her eyes wide open. “Too much oily and processed food is bad for the body, especially for a child like you. Or, next time, eat vegetables with it so your stomach doesn’t hurt and it’s healthier.” i explain. Brianna nodded, as if she was relieved. I need to let Esther know about Brianna’s new favorite food, as if she was ready to fight for the ham.

he said, his tone dripping with amusement. I shot him a glare but started clearing the table anyway, my frustration smoldering beneath the surface. The meal had been simple yet excellent. I had to admit, I was a little concerned about Kathrine’s dietary choices. As the CEO of a nutrition company, I had spent years preaching about balanced diets and the importance of plant-based nutrients. "Eat more vegetables" was practically an industry commandment. My company specialized in superfood powders, protein supplements, and meal replacements for optimal health.

Her left eye twitched. Breakfast: Soft scrambled eggs (NO browning) Avocado slices (ripe but not mushy) Toast (lightly crisped, not dry) Coffee (strong, no sugar; milk on side) Coffee (with sugar, two spoons — James) Lunch: Grilled chicken (well-marinated, low oil) Steamed vegetables (fresh, no frozen) Rice (fluffy, separate grains) Side salad (no excess dressing) Dinner: Soup (clear, not oily)

She slurped on a packet from her MRE, it looked something like mashed potatoes. "I don't know how you can stand this stuff. It's like baby food. It makes me want to barf," Brooke said, holding out her package and inspecting it. "Just try not to think about it while you eat. Just keep repeating "food equals energy." Right now we need a lot of energy to make it to the next Sanctuary," Tom said. "If you think about it, baby food is much more efficient. Less wasted energy in chewing and digesting," Ellie said.

Sloan shook his head, the man was living a healthy lifestyle and Hendry knew that he judges his choice of take-out order every time. "And because of that look, go ahead and add their gooey chocolate chip cookies." "I'm giving you the look because you need to live a healthier lifestyle." "Hey, I spent all morning under the sun, walking, swinging my golf clubs, that's pure work out right there." Hendry laughed when Sloan squinted his eyes but said nothing. The guy knows not to challenge his boss. Hendry still looks fit, though he knew that Sloan was right, he'd feel better with less salt, processed cheese, and grease in his diet.

Okay, that is good then. "Now, food is different, it's about keeping a submissive, brat, or slave healthy. Scenes are extreme sometimes, and a good diet helps. It helps you heal faster, feel less tired and such. I may give you a list of no foods, but you can still eat them, in moderation. It's more you eating once a day, and a takeaway wouldn't be right." He is right, maybe if I was healthier, I would look better. Maybe that would have helped me get a job.

“I’m worried about eating too many calories, all at once.” “OK.” He stroked her hair, and she leaned into his touch. “What else?” “Uh.” She considered. “That’s it, actually.” “That’s the truth?” “Yes.” “So then you have nothing to worry about. Yeah, I bought some sugary things, some fatty things, but I also bought lots of healthy stuff. This isn’t about topping up your calorie intake – it’s about trying as many different tastes and flavors and textures as possible.” Tessa felt her chest open up a bit. “It is?”

"It's your own fault for eating in a hurry." Still, Matthew continued to eat. Maureen guessed that Matthew did not eat on his date. Maybe it was some kind of prestige or he was in a period of economizing near the end of the month. A businessman should not be affected by old and young payday dates. Shaking her head, Maureen took another box. Fortunately, she heated up two boxes at once. Midnight meals were always tempting for a calorie-packed snack, but she wasn't in the mood to gain weight. They chew as they lean against the edge of the cabinet table, watching the transparent shelves that border the space filled with various shapes and colors of specialty food containers collected by contemp

Nathan asked curiously. Samantha stiffened, and she smiled. "That's right, I don't like eggs." Her words drew the glances of the three other people in the room. Harry frowned. He thought Samantha was teaching Nathan a bad habit by admitting she was a picky eater. Samantha narrowed her eyes and said with a smile, "But eggs are rich in nutrients, so I have to eat them even if I don't like them. Similarly, you should do the same and eat veggies even if you dislike them. You can't be picky."

He noticed immediately, "What?" I pointed, "You." He looked down at the burger then back at me, "Yes." "You're eating that." "That is generally how food works." I couldn't believe this, "You eat healthier than anyone I've ever met. Every meal is carefully planned. Everything has protein, vegetables, vitamins, minerals, and whatever other things your body apparently requires to function at maximum efficiency." "I eat other things." "No you don't." "I do." "I've never seen it."