Which is really, cosmically apt, given that since the start of high-protein, deficit eating, charcuteries are my "cheat" of choice - I know that they're calorically dense, and fat-laden, but there's less guilt and terror involved than cheating with Cake, Cookies, and Candies, because:
1. you must share a charcuterie, and adhere to Small Food sharing etiquette. Social shame prevents me from stuffing my face
2. it's fatty, but it's also protein-heavy!
3. it's pricey, especially at places like The Ten Bells (where I ate last night)
4. it feels* like less than a meal.
The biggest con is that charcuteries are inevitably, must-edly accompanied by wine and bread. I limited it to a small glass of Petite Blanc last night,and tried to fill up on raw oysters before getting into chorizo picante, duck rillette, and a very creamy goat cheese.
*feelings . . . count!
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