Bob, my husband and guest blogger, writes about the agony of the diabetes dietitian's husband. "You poor guy. It must be rough being married to a diabetes dietitian." Time after time I get condolences from my friends about my grim fate. Yes, I agree, it's rough. Just last night I had to suffer through pistachio crusted tilapia with a lime mayonnaise sauce, couscous and squash. "I bet you have to eat a lot of grass." "Of course" I reply, contemplating my recent salad of orzo, grape tomatoes, cucumber, parsley and a dressing that could only be described as heavenly. "I bet you have to … [Read more...]