Okay, so far, the no bread thing has been a piece of cake. I don't like cake, so that's the easiest thing in the world for me not to eat. Apparently bread is a close second. Although I do love bread, I don't miss not having it. I'm sure my thoughts on the issue would change if Doug brought home a loaf of Fremon Sour as that is the best bread in the entire world, but so far he hasn't done it so I'm in the clear. And I'm down five pounds so far. I think it's pretty much the no sugar week that did it. Who knew sugar could have such an effect? And I only wish that coffee was just as delicious without it. It's close, but it's still just not the same.