Hey!! WE gotta keep those bees buzzing. NPR did a piece on these awful chemicals that are being used to coat seeds called NEONICOTINOIDS. They are killing the bees according to some Perdue studies being done right now. Another thing, you like the flowers that we are all seeing right!? I know, they make you sneeze, but they are beautiful and I would love to keep spring here! Soooo. Go get some local honey, eat it by the spoonful! If you have allergies this is a great treatment for them and if not it just tastes great. It can be used as a sweetener for lots of different yummy things like this and this and this. Enjoy and Happy Happy Spring!
I don’t feel like this needs an introduction other than this is the beginning of my personal food memoir. It hasn’t ended yet. Sorry no pics, I hope you enjoy.
From the age four to seven I was a strong willed tot with raging red hair and an adventurous spirit. My formative years were spent in the garden with my mother, picking up rocks, playing in the dirt, weeding, swinging on tire swings, taking down crisp clean laundry in the sun and burning my feet on BBQ pit tops left in the dry August lawn. My first creative memory is with food, roasting sunflower seeds in tamari sauce in cast iron pans at my fathers house. As a child I spent a lot of time in the kitchen cooking. At 7 I adored my baby sitter because she taught me how to throw spaghetti on the wall to see if it would stick (this means it is done) and taught us the song; beans beans the magical fruit, the more you eat em’ the more you toot, the more you toot the better you feel, so eat your beans with every meal. I am child hooked on cooking and I joyfully slingshot back and forth between the kitchen and the garden. My favorite snack is a pinky-full scoop of fresh cold butter from the fridge. I sneak it in, often, when no one is looking.
In the summer our favorite thing to make is juice pops. Juice poured into plastic molds and stuck in the freezer. The wait for the pops to freeze seemed agonizing, but well worth the wait. In the winter we scoop snow from our front yard and pour maple syrup to flavor,instant gratification. Our kitchen is small and has white walls and cabinetry, with speckled 1970’s yellow countertops. There is one small window with white lace drapes that overlooks our yard, tire swing and garden. Standing on a small step stool while helping dry dishes, I gaze out of the window happy and content to be a helping my mum. The kitchen and garden are where we spend the most time together, mixing, cooking, weeding, baking, hoeing, measuring and singing.
Riding in my dad’s beat up van with vinyl seats on a trip to the food allergist, the sun sprays through the cracked window and the breeze tickles my face. A pin prick later and I have allergies. A lot. Wheat, dairy, soy and eggs. Carrie, my sister is allergic to cats and dust mites. On the way home we pick up groceries from the local food co-op, no one shops there except our family, smelly hippies and nutritional nuts who smell like vitamins. We pack our cart with “alternatives” to the real thing; fake cheese, ice cream, milk, bread and crackers. My first year in public school the other children gawk at my versions of the real thing. I bring Rice Dream Ice Cream, Carob Marble Swirl to Banana Splits a program for divorced kids. It couldn’t get much worse. My parents, divorced AND I couldn’t eat real ice cream. Needless to say I end up denying my allergies for the rest of public school. It gives me fits and makes me itch, and I am uncomfortable when I eat those things, but it is far more important for me to fit in then to be comfortable.
The gardening continues and I continue to play in the dirt, pick rocks and swat at flies while I weed. Our family friend Rick comes over often to hang out and I walk alongside him through the garden. He is a very large lumberjack type with khaki cargo pants and he swoops down to grab a bunch of kale to eat straight from the earth while laughing and gesturing to me; as he speaks the kale oozes out of his mouth, bright green in color. I like him. He throws me in the air and makes me laugh. The garden continues to grow and so do I. We continue to weed and pick rocks out; only now the bugs annoy me more and Rick has passed away.
Our garden grows bigger and bigger and my mom draws out a plan for its the next season, adding more and more vegetables and a wild strawberry field. Marigolds keep the deer away and hay under paper bags keeps the soil fertilized.
One parent abides by the allergies while the other does not; my mother feeds me what she wants. At her house we are on a budget, we eat spaghetti and meatballs, frozen burritos (a favorite after school snack), sliced American cheese and salami sandwiches with yellow mustard on white Freihofer’s bread, hot dogs on buns, fresh veggies from the garden, crock-pot chili and cornbread and pineapple upside down cake on special occasions, including the maraschino cherries, and as always fresh veggies from the garden. Always stocked in the fridge is butter,Juicy Juice with water mixed in, white bread, and the real Hellmann’s mayonnaise. My favorite summer meal with mom is salad with the dirt still intact, tomatoes from the garden and turkey burgers from the grill.
At dad’s things are little different. Sugarless ketchup, beans from the can and turkey dogs eaten at our summer picnics is the norm and my favorite meal; split pea and carrot soup, my father’s specialty. We cook a lot at home together and at the age of 10 while cooking corn on the cob, I receive third degree burns from reaching over the steaming pot of corn. Lesson learned. Lots of weird things appeared in the freezer too, aside from your regular frozen treats. Occasional dead bird wings and strange unidentified objects; apparently my step-mothers hobbies, and on every road trip, we MUST stop to say a blessing for the roadkill on the side of the road. Trips to my grandmother’s (my father’s side) are remembered by the reliable frozen bottle of vodka that stood in the freezer like a landmark, frozen girl scout cookies that were like spoonfuls of sugar, Sarah Lee’s strawberry rhubarb pie and smiley faces made from tater-tots and ketchup on Saturday mornings that reminded me, regardless we lived in separate homes, we were still a family.
I still obsess over food. My first job is a clerk at the local health food store, a familiar setting. The people who shop there are smelly hippies, and nutritional nuts. This time the whole place smells like vitamins. I love all the different types of food there, both the real and the fake. We have sold our garden home and we don’t get as much fresh veggies. My second job is retail, I hate it and I eat Taco Bell a lot, it’s in the same mall and I don’t know any better. I still enjoy cooking but eat whatever’s at my moms house or any friends I’m visiting. I forget I have allergies and don’t generally abide by them. My first experience living away from home, I move to NYC; all I remember is street deli sandwiches, bowls upon bowls of sugary cereal, and the planes crashing into buildings. I leave NYC; without once experiencing a cultural meal. I move to Montreal. Canada is much safer. I live with an Asian, Latin-American, Canadian roommate, who teaches me how to cook rice and beans with an egg for protein, I let her do most of the cooking otherwise I would just eat peanut butter and jelly on rice cakes. We shop together on a cheap budget so we buy lots of canned beans, canned tuna fish, but we splurge on the occasional fancy meal with sushi wraps, peanuts and canned tuna dehydrated, seasoned real salty. In Montreal I am mostly distracted by French men and fashion but I manage to sneak in a cultural meal with our Indian neighbors. There is so much food to eat and in such a small kitchen. Stewed curried lamb, iceberg lettuce salad and lentil dahl. The kitchen is small, me, my roommate, the mother, the father and small boy all stuff in sitting where we can, the food takes up every remaining counter and non-counter surface. It all tastes so good however the amount is too much and my roommate and I end up spending the next day sick and at the toilet. Apparently it’s rude to refuse food from Indian woman. Lesson learned.
I move out West where everyone eats ranch; on their pizza crust, french fries and most everything else. I eat a lot of french fries, eggs benedicts, calzones, and boxed macaroni but it is here I discover the midwest. I love Buffalo meat and it is then I decide to cook for anyone that I can. I love grocery shopping. Aisles upon aisles of products from everywhere. I love the smell; sometimes of vitamins, or ammonium, or freshly mopped floors or just fresh produce. I love the water that sprays the produce aisle and the exotic products in the Asian, Mexican aisles. I especially enjoy shopping at specialty organic stores and it is here I start to live life through food.
I decide to abide by my childhood allergies after 20 years and I meet a vegan boy. I fall in love. I become vegan. I also stop eating gluten. People ask me a lot, “so what do you eat?” As a cause of this I start writing a food blog to explain to them, but really it’s because I don’t understand life and food helps me I talk about it. The blog is called Food With Wit and I am engrossed. It consumes every ounce of me both outside and inside my day job. I talk about food all the time and I decide to travel to Europe. There I find many things to eat, forget I have allergies, again, and I eat my way through Europe. The fresh markets of France, Spain and Belgium stand out in my mind the most. In Paris I am the only American that forces her hosts to take her to the only vegetarian restaurant. My friend Alexandre, says he likes the real thing, but humors me by ordering a veggie burger.
The best thing about Amsterdam isn’t the food but the museums and the further I travel in Europe I sheepishly begin to disobey my “American” ways. I meet an Indian in Barcelona and my Americanness is immediately revealed when he asks, “are you hungry?’, and I reply, “I could eat.” I am found out. Being a naive eater and American I am not aware of the slight cultural difference in my reply which he is quick to point out. He say’s “Yes, I see, American’s can always eat.” After travelling I decide to go to the French countryside and live on a farm. Upon arrival I am adopted into role of chef. “Sure, I can cook.” I say. I am fully immersed in the French “bread and butter for breakfast, bread and cheese for lunch and dinner” lifestyle. In the kitchen I sneak mini croissants and snacks when I can because I am nervous and in a strange place. I have no idea how to cook for large amounts of people and unaffectedly try to force my “vegan ways” upon a French family; I fail. The family likes me anyways, but my time in the kitchen is stopped short when I decide to serve cooked escarole to the female farm head. Her mother liked it and cooked it often and so she doesn’t approve. On the farm there are food firsts, and firsts in general. Every wednesday Sophie the farm hand and I go to town for “groceries”. It is not your typical grocery trip, it instead means going around back to pick up food they will throw out that day (for the animals on the farm). There is enough baguettes to put into 7 large canvass bags and enough produce to fill up half a 6 person van. We even take the old pastries home to eat too, cakes, eclairs and all, but these are for us. Evenings after a hard day of farm work pastries, even after being in the trash are happily welcomed. After our “pick ups” Sophie and I sit to enjoy a cafe. I practice my French.
I get less time in the kitchen and more time cleaning and hosting the French visitors to the farm. I am good at this job and still get a chance to sneak in pastries between ironing. I learn a lot from Carina and she makes the best pomme tart I have ever had. She also teaches me how to make fresh crepes. I have never seen anyone eat cheese the way she does. Fresh goat cheese smothered on farm baked bread at every meal. I watch her as she layers the cheese and can’t help but be awed by her uninhibited devouring of bread and cheese. I cling hopelessly to my American vegan diet, and fail miserably. My French adventures are short and I return home to the states. Upon arrival I try to replicate every food that I ate on the farm; it doesn’t work. The American version is high quality, but still nothing tastes quite the same.
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Hi everyone. I didn’t want to leave you hanging with the cleanse so heres a video to sum up my experience. I tried to keep it short and sweet because I know everyone’s experience is different. Most of my reflections were private. I keep a journal to document my bodys reaction and my feelings. I finished the cleanse 10-days in. I ended up eating just raw and cooked vegetables for the 6 days and easing back into the daily eating with just sticking to cooked vegetables. The first 4 days were just cutting out my majors. The majors I include are CAFFEINE( TIP: Ease out of coffee and black tea by drinking green tea which is much easier to give up.), SUGAR, DAIRY, WHEAT, SOY, AND ANY ANIMAL PRODUCTS.
I am offering this cleanse to anyone interested in learning about themselves and their eating habits as well as taking small steps to creating a healthier being. This customized 10-day cleanse that I supply for you comes with the plan, guidelines, and daily meal plans, as well as a private forum with supportive links, recipes and support for the entire 10-days. If you have never cleansed this could be the perfect “first timer” cleanse.
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Your lifestyle – how you live, eat, emote, and think – determines your health. To prevent disease, you may have to change how you live.”
- Brian Carter
Day three of the “flush.” feeling really really good!! I knew that just getting over the cravings and hump of the second day was all it would take. Now, I decided to speed things up here just a little. I cut out wheat a couple days ago and I am still drinking green tea (caffeine) to help suppress any hunger. Sugar was tossed out 4 or 5 days ago and I am going to jump to raw foods, vegetables and juices for the next 3 days. Then I will be just about done! The last three days will be just JUICE! Like I said, (if you follow me on Facebook here) listening to your body is important and you need to take the time to listen. If you are starting with a “dirtier” system you should REALY REALY REALY take your time, don’t rush and just ease slowly out of all of those cravings, detoxing blues and thoughts that try to steer you wrong. Starting with a relatively clean slate? Maybe you can try jumping right into a plant-based or raw diet with some seeds and nuts to help boost energy but regulate metabolism to start. Ending the three days with juices is crucial to success. I guarantee you will by end be feeling clean and revitalized. This is a great way to kick-start a new exercise plan, do some “spring-cleaning” or get a clear head on an upcoming, what I call, “major life decision”. Just remember to take your time, be gentle on yourself (especially if you cheat or “fail”). There isn’t a perfect blueprint that I can give you, I can just give you a guideline. You have to be the one making the decisions, not me. That is why the 10-day plan (maybe it turns into 30-days, you can still follow the guidelines and remember, you can always pick up and try again) works for so many of us. It gives each individual the time and patience for their own bodies while still listening to themselves. Let me know if you decide to join along and post any comments you have below, I look forward to hearing about what your experiences are!
Bon appetite and BE Well
Another mindful food tip for you. In this episode I talk about how you can carry healthy snacks with you to avoid over eating, crashing, hunger brain failure and getting a snack at the gas station. Take a look to find out what tip I’ve got for you this time. Enjoy and bon appetite!
Hello everyone. I kept this one light today. My mind is reeling from the mind blowing video I watched last night. “The Power of Myth” with Joseph Campbell, you know, “the find your bliss” mythical knowledge magician. Holy cow, if you want to get your mind blown watch this movie!! So after my mind being blown I wanted to keep it simple but useful and I think this tip is just the ticket.
Let me know if you find it useful and I look forward to hearing back from you and throwin’ at ya another mindful food tip!!