Last night my sister-in-law told me about some cookies she made for her kids. I got excited because that was a recipe *I* could do for myself... for breakfast! With a little tweeking, of course. ;)
Here's the original recipe:
2 mashed bananas
1 cup oats
Chocolate chips to taste.
Stir together, drop on cookie sheet (I greased mine) and bake at 360 for 15 min. She doubled her recipe and made two dozen.
For BLE breakfast (What I ate):
6 oz banana (weighed, then mashed)
1 oz oatmeal
some shakes of cinnamon and nutmeg
Same - stirred together, dropped on cookie sheet and baked same degree for same amt of time. Finished off with an 8 oz glass of milk... Cookies for breakfast, and still losing weight the healthy way! :)
FYI - I am at 71 lbs lost... last month was excruciating! I cheated just a little for General Conference and then I found myself eating just tiny little bits of stuff we don't eat on the plan. I never felt out of control though, except when my husband brought home the cheddar and caramel gourmet popcorn from Chicago. I ate entirely too much of that so I told him not to do it again - apparently my achilles heel is the sweet and salty together. Yikes!
Here's the original recipe:
2 mashed bananas
1 cup oats
Chocolate chips to taste.
Stir together, drop on cookie sheet (I greased mine) and bake at 360 for 15 min. She doubled her recipe and made two dozen.
For BLE breakfast (What I ate):
6 oz banana (weighed, then mashed)
1 oz oatmeal
some shakes of cinnamon and nutmeg
Same - stirred together, dropped on cookie sheet and baked same degree for same amt of time. Finished off with an 8 oz glass of milk... Cookies for breakfast, and still losing weight the healthy way! :)
FYI - I am at 71 lbs lost... last month was excruciating! I cheated just a little for General Conference and then I found myself eating just tiny little bits of stuff we don't eat on the plan. I never felt out of control though, except when my husband brought home the cheddar and caramel gourmet popcorn from Chicago. I ate entirely too much of that so I told him not to do it again - apparently my achilles heel is the sweet and salty together. Yikes!
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