When life throws you limes...

When life throws you limes, savor them for the sake of all that is juicy and delicious!

Through this, what seems like a life long search for an easy way to a slimmer derriere, I have found a few truths that are worth sharing with select good friends.

I love finding healthy routines that are easy to adopt, yet high yielding. One such routine that I have recently become fond of, is making a week's worth of low fat salad dressing with fresh lime juice. This routine saves you hundreds of calories in fat, and the fresh lime juice gives your immune system an extra boost that is so necessary in these months of flu season (Flu Season: October through May).

"The health benefits of lime include weight loss, improved skin, improved digestion, relief from constipation and eye health. It is used in treatment of scurvy, piles, peptic ulcer, respiratory disorders, gout, gums, urinary disorders, etc..."

Once you have it ready in the fridge, all you have to do is swish some over your favorite salad and go!

If you think that it's just easier to squeeze some lemon/lime on to your salad at the time that you are making it, chances are that you will pour more oil on to your salad than having a per-proportioned dressing ready to go. Also, with our busy lives, chances are that instead of reaching for a lemon/lime, if we don't have the pre-made dressing at hand, we'd opt for the bottle of balsamic vinegar, which actually adds many grams of sugar to the salad.

As in all things, to successfully add this routine to your life, you need to enjoy making it and eating it! So have fun with it!

Lime Vinaigrette

1/2 Cup Fresh Lime Juice (include the pulp)
12 Table spoons Olive Oil
2 Tea spoons good Dijon Mustard (optional)

Pour in a bottle and shake before use. Keep refrigerated.

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