My Story

Hi, I'm Laura. I've struggled with my weight since I was young, and I have genuinely tried everything — low glycemic, calorie counting, all of it. Most of it worked okay. But very low carb was different: it was the only way of eating I could actually stick to. I wasn't fighting myself all day. I was more focused. I had proper energy. That pattern has held for my entire life.

The cavewoman diagnosis

When I was about twenty-one, I went to a clinic and they told me something I've never forgotten: I basically have the body of a cavewoman. My body holds on to fat unusually well — something to do with how it manages insulin — which would have made me brilliant at surviving a famine. Unfortunately I was not born into a famine. I was born into a world with several million snacks in it.

And that's the trap, isn't it? You eat one small thing, it opens up your appetite, that leads to the next thing, and before you know it you've eaten a mountain of sweets and carbs and you're not even sure how it happened. That loop was my whole life. Keto is the only thing that switches it off.

I've been in and out of keto so many times over the years that my body drops into ketosis within about twenty-four hours now. I'm one person and that's just my experience — but it's a real one.

The pregnancy that proved it

I never had diabetes — every test always came back fine. But when I got pregnant, I developed gestational diabetes. I was pregnant in the UK, and my doctor told me bluntly: cut the carbs, even fruit. (I know that's different from what's usually recommended in the US — but that's what my doctor here told me, so that's what I did.)

So I ate mostly keto through my whole pregnancy: eggs, a very low-carb shake in the morning, chicken or fajitas at lunch, vegetables, and often no dinner at all. And my pregnancy got incredibly healthy. The gastric trouble and acid reflux I'd started getting simply went away. I was walking around completely normally right up to the end — my baby was so comfortable he didn't want to come out. He was born completely healthy, and he still is (touch wood).

Three weeks after giving birth, once the water and swelling went, I caught my reflection and genuinely thought: I'm the skinniest I've ever been in my life.

Then came breastfeeding, when I was the hungriest I have ever been, and I ate a truly heroic quantity of Oreos, and the weight came back. I promised you honesty on this blog, so: Oreos. A lot of them.

No magic bullets (I checked)

I've even tried Ozempic. It didn't work like magic for me the way it seems to for some people — I think because my insulin resistance is the real problem. Even on it, I still had to eat properly low carb. That's just my body; I'm not giving anyone medication advice. But it taught me something useful: for me, there is no shortcut around the way of eating itself.

The frozen yogurt chapter

Food didn't stop being my thing just because carbs were. Over a year ago I bought a home ice cream maker, and my dessert on keto became my own frozen kefir with stevia — batch after batch, for a whole year, tinkering. Then I did the thing the year of tinkering was apparently building towards: I put it on a commercial frozen yogurt machine at my shop — Snowfall, in Marylebone, London — and honestly, that was what it needed. The no-added-sugar flavour there is built on kefir and Greek yogurt, the probiotic-rich stuff I actually want to eat.

Fun fact from making it: you can't make real kefir fully sugar-free, because the naturally occurring sugars are what keep the live cultures alive. Ours lands at roughly four grams of naturally occurring sugar per hundred grams, which as frozen desserts go is about as good as it gets. Now I'm working on the toppings side — chia seeds, ground flax, pistachio dust, even magnesium and blue spirulina powder, all things I feel genuinely good about sprinkling on — and there's a low-carb chocolate hard shell of my own in the works.

Why this blog exists

I'm currently in a keto phase (I'm always either in one or heading toward one), and after this many rounds I know exactly where it gets hard: the first few days, and the moment life gets boring. So I've become a collector — of things you can actually eat from UK supermarkets, and of London restaurants that serve genuinely good low-carb food rather than a sad undressed salad.

That's what Laura's Way is: everything I wish someone had written down for the UK when I started. Real products with real carb counts, real restaurants, and no miracle promises — because if there were a miracle, believe me, I'd have found it by now.

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