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At a rest stop somewhere in Pennsylvania, my family and I were huddled around the back of the car, passing around a Ziploc bag of leftovers from a favorite pizza place in Cleveland. We had a few more hours of driving ahead of us before we reached our home in Virginia, and we were too tired to face the holiday traffic on empty stomachs.
The problem was I had just begun the ketogenic diet, which required cutting out grains and sugars, and I was determined not to fall off the wagon. I had already made it through Thanksgiving without diving face first into the mashed potatoes and I’d be damned if I was going to lose my willpower over leftovers. I peeled off the hardened layer of cheese and threw the crust back into the bag.