A Quote by Devon Windsor

I love making pastas and pizzas - carbohydrates. — © Devon Windsor
I love making pastas and pizzas - carbohydrates.
I need savory sauces, stews and pastas. I can't live without pastas. My butt, you can tell I like to eat.
I found something I loved to do when I was 15 - making pizzas.
Our brain is essentially programmed to enjoy carbohydrates because they give us a sense of fullness and a rush of pleasure. When people go on low-carb diets, they start to almost subconsciously experience distress from eating carbohydrates.
I started on the phones, taking orders, and then I did the toppings, making the pizzas, cutting and boxing them - everything, really.
Complex carbohydrates are always best, except, again, after a workout where you could take simple (sugar) carbohydrates to get an insulin spike. But at other times doing this is not very beneficial because insulin is a storage hormone and it's going to shunt everything into the muscle.
It's a bunch of bull! If God, or nature, or whatever you want to call it didn't want you to mix carbohydrates, starches and fats, you'd never have a grain, you'd never have a vegetable or a fruit, would you? What's in a grain? It's got carbohydrates, starches, fats, sugar. It's got everything in it. Why does nature do that? One guy says don't mix carbohydrates, and the other guy says don't mix protein with it; it's all a bunch of lard, something to sell a book. And the poor public is so confused, they don't know what to do.
It's not the fat that's making you fat: it's not understanding separating carbohydrates from protein and fat.
All love - love of children, love of parents, love of God or life - comes out of making physical love. Without the making of love there is no body to love anything.
I do love my wine. I'd opt to drink my calories rather than eat them every time, so I cut out the breads, potatoes, pastas, cheeses and desserts in an effort to get my healthy angel and unhealthy demon to compromise.
The dirty little secret is that I grew up in a household where there were no carbohydrates allowed, ever. No cookies, no bread, no potatoes, no rice. My mother was very extreme in terms of what she served. Since I left home more than 40 years ago, I've been making it right for myself.
I love giving little ones fun tasks that make them feel like they're part of the team but keep them safe. My go-tos are topping pizzas, decorating cookies, stirring ingredients, and, of course, taste-testing!
Any professional sportsman will tell you that you can work out in the gym as much as you like, but eating is the key. It's making sure that you eat a healthy diet with lots of fruit and carbohydrates, such as pasta and rice, so that you're always refuelling. If you're going into games tired or your training tired, then there's a risk of injury.
I love my daughter, but she had me on couscous and fixed me pastas and made me eat oatmeal every morning. Turkey burgers, turkey bacon and that kind of stuff. She wants her dad to live a long time, and I do, too.
I cannot starve myself. I'm a foodie! I make fabulous pastas, Indian food, parathas and club sandwiches!
The best pastas are cut with bronze dies that give them a rough texture and allow the sauce to cling.
I never was a caterer, but I did deliver pizzas.
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