My recent trip to Italy included some amazing meals, made all the better because they were shared with family. And both hotels we stayed in offered breakfast buffets. Buffets hold a certain magic for me, having grown up with very little. An all-you-eat buffet seems the opposite of a childhood spent on the edge of poverty. But these days I cannot partake of all the wonders a buffet offers and breakfast buffets are no different.
Our hotel buffets had the usual bacon, omelets and other items I can no longer eat. But thankfully, they also featured a variety of fruits which is where I spent my time at them.
Another fun option at one was steamed tomatoes. I love tomatoes and the ones we had in Italy seemed all the better for being from my ancestral home. So I regularly had three or four for breakfast while we were staying in southern Italy.
When we reached Rome, the hotel we were in was part of a French chain and so offered a wide array of crescents and other wonderful baked goods which I can no longer eat.
I went down for breakfast there our first day but after that I stayed in my room while other family members ate at the breakfast buffet.
The temptations would have been simply too great and watching others eat what I cannot was just too painful a way to start my days. Sometimes walking away is the best course of action when you’re trying to stay on your restricted diet.
John
The No Salt, No Fat, No Sugar Journal 
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