When navigating a major life change, like moving to a whole foods way of eating, there are many moments of utter failure with a sparse smattering of success thrown in just often enough to keep one from throwing in the towel altogether. New ingredients and new flavors take some time to negotiate, because they don't all go happily hand in hand like I think they should.
I spend a lot of time reading cookbooks and perusing websites and collecting recipes and trying new things. It sort of feels like the first year we were married, when all I really had to do was cook dinner in the evening. I started in the morning by making a side dish, slid into the afternoon working on dessert, and had the main dish ready when Flyboy arrived home for supper. And I didn't repeat a meal for at least six months, when Flyboy finally said, "you know, I wouldn't mind having spaghetti again sometime. I do like spaghetti." These days, I spend my hours at work (not in the kitchen), but I AM plowing through a bazillion recipes and rarely repeating anything. I feel like a baby cook all over again.
A while back, I had this little epiphany. All of a sudden it came to me that perhaps I could take some of my tried and true recipes and try to update them so they play by the new rules. Whole grain flour, minimal natural, unprocessed sweetener, and no hydrogenated fats. The thing with whole wheat flour is the strong flavor, and it tends to run right over the other flavors. I tried it recently in pizza dough and decided it was a tad overwhelming. Not a keeper. In the meantime, I've discovered white whole wheat flour, which is made of a milder white wheat, as opposed to the traditional red wheat that is ground into regular whole wheat flour. I like it!
Today, the day before Flyboy's birthday (thanks, Flyboy for making it another year! thanks, God for every day we enjoy together!), I found a way to make his birthday cake of choice. He has had it every year for the past 35 years and wasn't about to let our new food life keep him from his Strawberry Cake. It is made from scratch and has a rather dense consistency. After it's cooled and poked full of holes with a fork, you dump on strawberries soaked in sugar and let the juice ooze down onto the cake. Cover the whole thing with sweetened whipped cream, and you've got Strawberry Cake. While I'm not sure there is any possible way to improve upon this recipe (thanks Amy for sharing it, lo those many years ago), at Flyboy's request, I have attempted to make it new.
Flyboy says it is a smashing success! Here's how I did it:
Strawberry Cake (with a new twist)
Slice 4 baskets of strawberries and sprinkle with a tablespoon of evaporated cane juice. Set aside.
Cream together 1 C evaporated cane juice and 1/2 C coconut oil. Add three egg yolks and beat until smooth. Alternately add 1 C evaporated milk and 1 C quinoa flour/ 3/4 C white whole wheat flour/ 1 t baking soda/ 1 t baking powder/ 1/2 t salt whisked together. Fold in 1 t vanilla, followed by 3 stiffly beaten egg whites. Bake at 350 until brown. (I have a new oven that seems to cook a bit hot. I baked my cake at 335 in a glass 9 x 13 for 23 min, watching it towards the end.)
After the cake is completely cool, poke holes all over with a fork. Pour the juicy berries on top and spread them out. Cover with lightly sweetened (I used agave nectar) whipped cream. Chill until ready to eat. And make a concerted effort to NOT go face first. It could happen.
Friday, October 5, 2012
Sunday, May 13, 2012
The Plunge
We did it. After years of talking about it and knowing it was truly the thing we should do, talking ourselves out of it countless times, deciding to try but only halfheartedly, we really did it this time. For real. We cleaned out the pantry, started over again with whole foods (no processed sugar, white flour, white rice, prepackaged meals, cake mixes, hydrogenated vegetable oil, high fructose corn syrup, etc.)
It was just time.
Two cancer scares were two too many, and while our lives are in God's hands, it is, at the same time, up to us to be good stewards of the bodies he has given us. We decided the best way to do that would be to adopt a whole foods outlook on life.
We are no longer just dangling our feet in the water, we dove in head first. There are so many approaches to food it's been hard to know which is the best for us. My sister-in-law prescribes to a low fat vegan diet that has been a huge part in rediscovering what it means to be healthy for her. Others say that meat and oils are good for you, providing protein and fat soluble vitamins you can't get elsewhere. Some say to run screaming from gluten while others say a grain-based diet is the way to go. What to do? We decided to consider our particular needs (Flyboy has diabetes, I have chronic allergies and sinus issues) and our need to find something we can stick with (Flyboy is a carnivore and has quite the sweet tooth). Taking something from several approaches, we decided to cut back on meat and oils, not worry about gluten right now (we're eating lots of whole grain stuff) and cut the dairy altogether. Sugar/brown sugar/Splenda - it's all out, replaced by the sparing usage of agave nectar or raw honey. No artificial anything. Organic, as much as we can find and afford.
So...how does one go about making such a major diet change? Lots of reading and research! I'm trying new recipes and trying my best to make it interesting. It has to taste good and be satisfying in order to stick with it. This we know. There are certain things that are particularly challenging to find healthy replacements for when you've eaten them all your life. Like pancake syrup. The regular syrup on the shelf is nothing but sugar and chemicals. Artificial maple flavoring. Artificial color. While real maple syrup is natural, it's loaded with sugar, making it a big no-no for diabetics. I found an alternative! Yesterday for breakfast, we had french toast made from whole grain bread with this fruity topping:
Whir in the food processor until smooth: 1 c applesauce and 1 banana, cut in chunks. Spoon over pancakes, french toast, or feed it to a baby straight away.
That's it! It's just that simple! And it was packed with palate satisfying flavor! We didn't miss the fake maple syrup one little bit!
Stay tuned for more new whole food discoveries on this schizophrenic little piece of real estate (is it an empty nest blog? is it a devotional blog? is it a genealogy blog? is it a food blog? aaaagh!!!).
Until next time,
Carol
It was just time.
Two cancer scares were two too many, and while our lives are in God's hands, it is, at the same time, up to us to be good stewards of the bodies he has given us. We decided the best way to do that would be to adopt a whole foods outlook on life.
We are no longer just dangling our feet in the water, we dove in head first. There are so many approaches to food it's been hard to know which is the best for us. My sister-in-law prescribes to a low fat vegan diet that has been a huge part in rediscovering what it means to be healthy for her. Others say that meat and oils are good for you, providing protein and fat soluble vitamins you can't get elsewhere. Some say to run screaming from gluten while others say a grain-based diet is the way to go. What to do? We decided to consider our particular needs (Flyboy has diabetes, I have chronic allergies and sinus issues) and our need to find something we can stick with (Flyboy is a carnivore and has quite the sweet tooth). Taking something from several approaches, we decided to cut back on meat and oils, not worry about gluten right now (we're eating lots of whole grain stuff) and cut the dairy altogether. Sugar/brown sugar/Splenda - it's all out, replaced by the sparing usage of agave nectar or raw honey. No artificial anything. Organic, as much as we can find and afford.
So...how does one go about making such a major diet change? Lots of reading and research! I'm trying new recipes and trying my best to make it interesting. It has to taste good and be satisfying in order to stick with it. This we know. There are certain things that are particularly challenging to find healthy replacements for when you've eaten them all your life. Like pancake syrup. The regular syrup on the shelf is nothing but sugar and chemicals. Artificial maple flavoring. Artificial color. While real maple syrup is natural, it's loaded with sugar, making it a big no-no for diabetics. I found an alternative! Yesterday for breakfast, we had french toast made from whole grain bread with this fruity topping:
Whir in the food processor until smooth: 1 c applesauce and 1 banana, cut in chunks. Spoon over pancakes, french toast, or feed it to a baby straight away.
That's it! It's just that simple! And it was packed with palate satisfying flavor! We didn't miss the fake maple syrup one little bit!
Stay tuned for more new whole food discoveries on this schizophrenic little piece of real estate (is it an empty nest blog? is it a devotional blog? is it a genealogy blog? is it a food blog? aaaagh!!!).
Until next time,
Carol
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
Whirlwind
Yes, that about says it all. It was a whirlwind trip to England, trying to cram a full year into two weeks. It's not easy living so far away from the Incredibles. We miss out on a lot, and that is hard. But it was also hard to be in their house for two weeks, taking up Mr. Incredible's office space, trying hard to make memories every minute. It's hard to miss out on the natural flow of life. Memories of my trip are jumbled and while I treasure them all, it makes me long for the days when we were just two and a half hours apart and could spend a few days together here and there without the whole experience being such a production. It may have been a whirlwind, but it was oh, so sweet to see them all again, and to be able to participate in Baby G's early weeks.
I took the train to the Marylebone station in London on my last afternoon in England. A very dear longtime friend had recently relocated to London from Melbourne and I decided to email her to see if we could get together. What a delightful time seeing her again! She took marvelous care of me, getting me to a hotel and carefully explaining how to take the Hoppa bus to the airport. It was a whirlwind visit, but a tremendous blessing to me.
I got home just in time for Easter weekend, beginning with Good Friday. Easter weekend is always a whirlwind for us with multiple services and responsibilities. We have to be intentional, stopping to remember what it is all about lest we get swept up in activity missing the point altogether. Dinner out with family and friends topped off the day and we headed home to crash.
The next morning, I was back to work. We're in the homestretch of the school year and when I sat down to map out what I have to do between now and then, I was a bit overwhelmed. It's a boatload of work and the week and a half I've been back in the saddle have been a whirlwind.
On top of it all, we cleaned out the pantry/frig, planned menus, shopped and bought all whole food - all on Easter weekend. No more processed sugar, high fructose corn syrup, white flour or rice, or artificial anything. It has been nothing short of amazing to see Flyboy need less and less insulin. We're not losing weight yet (somewhat surprising), but the changes Flyboy is seeing in his insulin is absolutely thrilling. It is definitely a paradigm shift, but well worth the effort in planning and cooking. Flyboy, even with his crazy sweet tooth has hardly been tempted to cheat, so encouraged is he by the dramatic results thus far.
I know that life is busy for us all and we all have times of whirlwind in our lives. I am reminded that while I can endure the crazy busy for the moment, it's not the way I regularly want to live. Flyboy has always said that for him heaven means balance and always having the right amount of margin. I'd like to think it's possible while we're here, too, but the times of balance between too busy and plenty of rest seem too few and far between. If I can just get through the next two months at work, it will be better. My, do I get tired of hearing myself say those words. I am working to keep the main thing the main thing and praying for grace to push through to the other side.
And now, for the moment we've all been waiting for, a smile from Baby G...his first smiling photo, I might add. Thank you, Elasti-girl!
I took the train to the Marylebone station in London on my last afternoon in England. A very dear longtime friend had recently relocated to London from Melbourne and I decided to email her to see if we could get together. What a delightful time seeing her again! She took marvelous care of me, getting me to a hotel and carefully explaining how to take the Hoppa bus to the airport. It was a whirlwind visit, but a tremendous blessing to me.
I got home just in time for Easter weekend, beginning with Good Friday. Easter weekend is always a whirlwind for us with multiple services and responsibilities. We have to be intentional, stopping to remember what it is all about lest we get swept up in activity missing the point altogether. Dinner out with family and friends topped off the day and we headed home to crash.
The next morning, I was back to work. We're in the homestretch of the school year and when I sat down to map out what I have to do between now and then, I was a bit overwhelmed. It's a boatload of work and the week and a half I've been back in the saddle have been a whirlwind.
On top of it all, we cleaned out the pantry/frig, planned menus, shopped and bought all whole food - all on Easter weekend. No more processed sugar, high fructose corn syrup, white flour or rice, or artificial anything. It has been nothing short of amazing to see Flyboy need less and less insulin. We're not losing weight yet (somewhat surprising), but the changes Flyboy is seeing in his insulin is absolutely thrilling. It is definitely a paradigm shift, but well worth the effort in planning and cooking. Flyboy, even with his crazy sweet tooth has hardly been tempted to cheat, so encouraged is he by the dramatic results thus far.
I know that life is busy for us all and we all have times of whirlwind in our lives. I am reminded that while I can endure the crazy busy for the moment, it's not the way I regularly want to live. Flyboy has always said that for him heaven means balance and always having the right amount of margin. I'd like to think it's possible while we're here, too, but the times of balance between too busy and plenty of rest seem too few and far between. If I can just get through the next two months at work, it will be better. My, do I get tired of hearing myself say those words. I am working to keep the main thing the main thing and praying for grace to push through to the other side.
And now, for the moment we've all been waiting for, a smile from Baby G...his first smiling photo, I might add. Thank you, Elasti-girl!
Monday, April 2, 2012
Day 10 - Blenheim Palace
My time is quickly winding down here. I knew it would be this way...I'd look forward to it for months, the last two weeks before leaving home would fly by, and the time here would race away at warp speed. Baby G has changed so much since I arrived - he's vocalizing, smiling, looking at you when you talk to him. He loves to be held and his big brothers love to hold him. I treasure the time I have been able to spend with him and his family. If you're a Facebook friend, you may have seen the video I posted there (I couldn't get it to load here). Baby G IS a joy.
Girlfriend spent some time at Blenheim Palace when she was here 6 weeks ago. Flyboy and I had enjoyed our trip there during last year's visit. Girlfriend saw things we didn't even know were there, and when the weather turned out to be beautiful AGAIN today, I asked Mr. Incredible if he might be willing to drop me off for another visit. He took the big boys for a hike and to see outdoor things that interested them while I went back to the palace.
Blenheim Palace is well-known for being the birthplace of Winston Churchill, but it has a rich history dating back much farther. The grounds and the money to build the palace were a gift to John Churchill for having led the allied forces to a victory at the Battle of Blenheim and the surrender of the French during the Wars of the Spanish Succession in 1704. The Spencer-Churchill family has stewarded the palace ever since. It is currently occupied (in private quarters) by the 11th Duke of Marlborough.
Photo courtesy of www.blenheimpalace.com
Sitting on 2000 stunning acres, this is an amazing site and as I was sipping tea and eating a Banbury bun overlooking the water terrace, I was filled with awe and wonder. Brilliant!
Here are some photos I snapped today.
Girlfriend spent some time at Blenheim Palace when she was here 6 weeks ago. Flyboy and I had enjoyed our trip there during last year's visit. Girlfriend saw things we didn't even know were there, and when the weather turned out to be beautiful AGAIN today, I asked Mr. Incredible if he might be willing to drop me off for another visit. He took the big boys for a hike and to see outdoor things that interested them while I went back to the palace.
Blenheim Palace is well-known for being the birthplace of Winston Churchill, but it has a rich history dating back much farther. The grounds and the money to build the palace were a gift to John Churchill for having led the allied forces to a victory at the Battle of Blenheim and the surrender of the French during the Wars of the Spanish Succession in 1704. The Spencer-Churchill family has stewarded the palace ever since. It is currently occupied (in private quarters) by the 11th Duke of Marlborough.
Photo courtesy of www.blenheimpalace.com
Sitting on 2000 stunning acres, this is an amazing site and as I was sipping tea and eating a Banbury bun overlooking the water terrace, I was filled with awe and wonder. Brilliant!
Here are some photos I snapped today.
Friday, March 30, 2012
Day 7 - Just What I Expected
Today was what I expected my visit here in England to look like: housecleaning, folding laundry, cooking supper, doing dishes, coloring in a Spiderman coloring book, playing tic-tac-toe, holding a baby, watching TV. The big boys spent the day at school followed by an hour at the playground running off steam, while Elasti-girl and I spent the day at home. I did not come expecting to be entertained, I came to help. The field trips I've enjoyed in the past week have just been icing on the cake. Today, was equally delightful. It was wonderful to be able to help and enjoy my daughter and new grandson all at the same time.
Baby G is growing and changing and I think he already looks bigger than when I first arrived. He is a voracious eater right now, having hit the 6 week old growth spurt. He was up to six and seven hours of sleep at night but the past two has been waking up every three hours to eat. Growth spurt. Elasti-girl is pretty pooped but has the smarts to try to sleep during the day when he does.
On the US homefront, Flyboy babysat Peanut today (as he does one Friday a month), so the grandparents had full days on both continents. I talked to Flyboy on the phone early this evening and complained a little that Peanut has probably forgotten me. He said that as he pulled into the driveway with her this morning she said, "Gigi?". That made me smile. All is right with the world.
Today was the big boys last day of school. Their Easter holiday begins now and they will be off for two weeks. I hear a trip to the seashore is in the works - maybe Sunday or Monday, depending on the weather.
I hear the weather has cooled at home. It is cooling here, too, and I don't think I'll see anything above 55 here again. It was nice while it lasted.
Tomorrow looks like a trip for groceries, maybe to Banbury - the Incredibles live in a more rural village and can drive in any one of several directions for shopping, wherever the mood strikes. They're advertising leg of lamb and hot cross buns in preparation for Easter.
Goodnight from England,
Gigi
Baby G is growing and changing and I think he already looks bigger than when I first arrived. He is a voracious eater right now, having hit the 6 week old growth spurt. He was up to six and seven hours of sleep at night but the past two has been waking up every three hours to eat. Growth spurt. Elasti-girl is pretty pooped but has the smarts to try to sleep during the day when he does.
On the US homefront, Flyboy babysat Peanut today (as he does one Friday a month), so the grandparents had full days on both continents. I talked to Flyboy on the phone early this evening and complained a little that Peanut has probably forgotten me. He said that as he pulled into the driveway with her this morning she said, "Gigi?". That made me smile. All is right with the world.
Today was the big boys last day of school. Their Easter holiday begins now and they will be off for two weeks. I hear a trip to the seashore is in the works - maybe Sunday or Monday, depending on the weather.
I hear the weather has cooled at home. It is cooling here, too, and I don't think I'll see anything above 55 here again. It was nice while it lasted.
Tomorrow looks like a trip for groceries, maybe to Banbury - the Incredibles live in a more rural village and can drive in any one of several directions for shopping, wherever the mood strikes. They're advertising leg of lamb and hot cross buns in preparation for Easter.
Goodnight from England,
Gigi
Thursday, March 29, 2012
Day 6 - Play, Pie, and Park
One of the things I've been looking forward to this visit happened today. Dash and JackJack's Easter program at school was this morning and I, Gigi, was able to be here for it. When you live in the same town as your grandchildren, you take for granted the ability to be there for the important moments in their lives. When they live halfway around the world, it is more than an honor to be able to share one with them. The boys' school is a public school operated by the Church of England, and while England has one of the lowest percentage of Christ-followers in any developed country in the world, it considers itself a Christian nation. And in a Christian nation, it is totally acceptable and expected that any program on the subject of Easter would include the good news of the resurrection. I'm happy to report that this one did. Besides a play about a little chicken who invited his friends for Easter, asked for help but was denied, and wound up ignoring the advice of his mother who said forget them and eat the food yourself, there were poems and recitations celebrating the King who rode into Jerusalem on a donkey and rose from the dead.
The front of the program...Year R (Reception) is like K4 in the US (with a K5 curriculum) and Year 1 is like K5 (with a first grade curriculum).
Some of the recitations.
JackJack and Dash were in the back row and hard to see with my little camera, but here's a shot of the Year R and Year 1 classes.
After the program we were invited to the Year 1 classroom, where the children shared the toy museum they had put together. The parents of the Year 1 students loaned the *ancient* toys from their childhood and the children manned different stations to explain the toys and invite the guests to observe or play. JackJack and his classmate demonstrated the scooter, which I suppose has been around awhile.
Dash demonstrated an English game of tag involving a wolf and some chickens. I believe the dad in the photo was the wolf.
Baby G took in all the sights.
The toy museum/the boys' classroom
Next stop, Deddington. We ate lunch at the Pudding Face, an authentic English pie restaurant. Not like Baker's Square, mind you, English pies are filled with meat and vegetables and served with mashed potatoes and gravy or chips (fries) with vinegar. After lunch Elasti-girl had her 6-week postpartum check-up at the Deddington clinic, and then we headed home.
Yes, I know this is a picture of a rock wall. I can't begin to imagine how long it took to build walls like this, but they are EVERYWHERE. All the fields are surrounded by rock walls or sturdy hedgerows.
Today was beyond beautiful. I'm not sure why I've been so blessed two years in a row to enjoy warm and sunny weather, but I am grateful. After picking up the boys from school, we took a walk to the village park and soaked up the rays. They say we're in for some more seasonal chilly/wet weather over the next few days. I got in on the good weather at home before it turned cold again, and feel doubly blessed here.
Dash was determined to hide from me once I pulled out the camera.
He thought he was hiding, but I stuck my arm as high as I could reach over the edge of the slide and snapped in the blind. GOTCHA!
Daddy and JackJack playing *football* on the basketball court.
It was a very full day and Baby G says it's time for bed.
Nite nite, Baby G. Nite, nite, world.
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Day 5 - Home Alone
Today finds me home alone, with the big boys at school and everybody else in Oxford. Mr. Incredible and Elasti-girl are meeting friends from the States who are visiting and will be in the area just for today. These are folks who are from the church where our son-in-law served for nine years and who have been there throughout the years of infertility, adoption, and are right now meeting our miracle boy, Baby G. What a joy! I could have gone along, but opted for a self-imposed time out. The days have been full and while there is a part of me that doesn't want to miss a second, there is the other older and wiser me who knows some down time would be a smart way to spend today. I've not slept well since arriving and am seriously contemplating a nap.
And so here I am., on the couch with pillows and the heating pad nursing a sore back and surfing the net for recipes as life is going to take a radical turn when I get home. Here's why...
I have described myself as "halfway to becoming a whole foods convert" for a good long while, ever since Flyboy was diagnosed with cancer the second time and I started reading more about the health benefits of whole foods. You either eat whole foods or you don't (like you can't be halfway pregnant) and while I've toyed with the idea, I've not quite been able to take the plunge.
Three events have gotten me to the point where I am ready to make this happen. Last fall, we met my parents and siblings in Tulsa for a long weekend and I was amazed to see the change in my sister-in-law, who has been a long time vegan, but has recently cut out fat and gone to whole foods. She looked absolutely amazing and feels better than she has in years, even though she struggles with several complicated health issues. She is a tremendous encouragement to me and is cheering me on.
Second, I came across "The Daniel Plan", created by three doctors and adopted by Saddleback Church for a year-long campaign of improved health, recognizing that our physical health is something we too easily ignore. It makes a lot of sense to me, and I have long felt that we are beings with souls and spirits and BODIES and we somehow feel it is spiritual to nurture our souls and spirits but abuse our bodies, either by mistreating it or by neglect. My body certainly needs some serious attention. I decided I was ready to do this thing and will begin after returning home.
Finally, the weekend before I left for England, Flyboy and I went out to breakfast at the Machine Shed, ate like pigs and paid for it. We talked about the food we had eaten (high fat, high sugar) - particularly the 9 x 9 cinnamon roll we shared. Flyboy sat down in front of the TV to soak an infected toe. He flipped on PBS and who should be talking but Dr. Mark Hyman, one of the consultants on The Daniel Plan project. He has recently written a book called "The Blood Sugar Solution", and explained the science of diabetes and the fact that with a whole foods diet, it CAN be reversed. Flyboy listened to the whole thing and decided to join me on this adventure when I get home from England. What a gift to be able to do this together - I feel very blessed.
So - besides being quiet, I am creating a collection of recipes and ultimately want to have two weeks of recipes and a shopping list before I go home. Organization is important in any new endeavor, especially in learning a whole new way of viewing food. Flyboy is at home trying to cut back on the processed sugar and eat better in general and I gave up dairy for lent. We are both aware what a change this is going to be for us and how hard it will be to implement, so we're taking baby steps.
The Incredibles are home! Time to play with some boys...
And so here I am., on the couch with pillows and the heating pad nursing a sore back and surfing the net for recipes as life is going to take a radical turn when I get home. Here's why...
I have described myself as "halfway to becoming a whole foods convert" for a good long while, ever since Flyboy was diagnosed with cancer the second time and I started reading more about the health benefits of whole foods. You either eat whole foods or you don't (like you can't be halfway pregnant) and while I've toyed with the idea, I've not quite been able to take the plunge.
Three events have gotten me to the point where I am ready to make this happen. Last fall, we met my parents and siblings in Tulsa for a long weekend and I was amazed to see the change in my sister-in-law, who has been a long time vegan, but has recently cut out fat and gone to whole foods. She looked absolutely amazing and feels better than she has in years, even though she struggles with several complicated health issues. She is a tremendous encouragement to me and is cheering me on.
Second, I came across "The Daniel Plan", created by three doctors and adopted by Saddleback Church for a year-long campaign of improved health, recognizing that our physical health is something we too easily ignore. It makes a lot of sense to me, and I have long felt that we are beings with souls and spirits and BODIES and we somehow feel it is spiritual to nurture our souls and spirits but abuse our bodies, either by mistreating it or by neglect. My body certainly needs some serious attention. I decided I was ready to do this thing and will begin after returning home.
Finally, the weekend before I left for England, Flyboy and I went out to breakfast at the Machine Shed, ate like pigs and paid for it. We talked about the food we had eaten (high fat, high sugar) - particularly the 9 x 9 cinnamon roll we shared. Flyboy sat down in front of the TV to soak an infected toe. He flipped on PBS and who should be talking but Dr. Mark Hyman, one of the consultants on The Daniel Plan project. He has recently written a book called "The Blood Sugar Solution", and explained the science of diabetes and the fact that with a whole foods diet, it CAN be reversed. Flyboy listened to the whole thing and decided to join me on this adventure when I get home from England. What a gift to be able to do this together - I feel very blessed.
So - besides being quiet, I am creating a collection of recipes and ultimately want to have two weeks of recipes and a shopping list before I go home. Organization is important in any new endeavor, especially in learning a whole new way of viewing food. Flyboy is at home trying to cut back on the processed sugar and eat better in general and I gave up dairy for lent. We are both aware what a change this is going to be for us and how hard it will be to implement, so we're taking baby steps.
The Incredibles are home! Time to play with some boys...
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