I have a lot to get together and post about. I made several recipes this weekend. I am working on using up the ingredients I have at home that may tempt me during my transition period of time. The only ones I’m not using up are things like sugar and white flour; which I’ve simply given away…and also oil; I’m just leaving it sitting in a cabinet. I cannot seem to part with $50 worth of olive oil; so I guess it will be used in guest food. Yeah, I buy expensive olive oil, what of it?
So, while I gather my thoughts and eat a tasty LunaBar that I found in my cabinets, I’ll point in you in the direction of this Rhubarb Strawberry Smoothie that I want in my belly RIGHT NOW-minus the sweetners of course. I’ll be making this soon, with some of the protein powder I have at home.
I’m seriously considering posting a list of ingredients that I need to remove from my house and offering them up to any Nashville vegans or vegetarians that want them. The amount of food products I have in my kitchen is almost embarrassing. I love to cook, but going through my kitchen has opened up my eyes to the problem I have: compulsive food shopping. If it’s vegan, interesting and available to me-I buy it. Even if I have absolutely no plans for it. I. Just. Can’t. Help. It!
I have so many different starches: bean thread noodes, rice noodles, green tea soba, buckweat soba, ww spinach pasta, quinoa spaghetti, brown rice, brown basmati rice, quinoa, sushi rice, two sizes of rice paper wrappers, polenta, millet…sigh. I also have seaweed galore, sweetners out the wazoo and five kinds of flours-not to mention almost every nut known to man. I have what my husband calls a nut butter problem too. This is embarrassing: Maple Almond, Chocolate Almond, three varieties of no sugar added peanut butter, raw almond butter, tahini, cashew butter, coconut butter and cacao bliss. Of course my collection has built over time, and I get tired of foods and leave them to sit on the shelf. I’m donating all my oils besides olive to my mom. She stands to gain(if she desires): toasted sesame oil, toasted sesame chili oil, safflower oil, canola oil, peanut oil and walnut oil. I’m keeping the coconut oil (and olive, as previously mentioned).
I found no less than 30 various protein bars, all of which are being brought to work. I also realized my husband has a cereal addiction-we have seven varieties. WTF? I guess I forget I have food? I don’t know how that happens when my kitchen isn’t that big but apparently it does. I’m keeping canned goods (every variety of bean, veggies, tomatoes, soup) and brown basmati rice/quinoa at home though. You never know when you’ll need an emergency food supply.
I’ve decided now, since I’ve omitted gluten(it was easier than sugar!), seriously reduced oil (almost totally gone), that sugar is next. And I might be a grumpy bitch, so I hope my friends are understanding. But I’ll be laying low while I go through sugar dextox. It’s just for the best.
As I’m sure a lot of you have noticed, I drink. I go out with ladies at least twice a week for cocktails. This is not good for my overall health, my clothes fitting, my motivation, or my wallet. Alcohol in excess-especially regularly-isn’t good for anyone. I had only a half glass of red wine this past weekend-nothing else. I just wasn’t feeling it. (Over the course of last week, I did have two cocktails in addition to this weekend’s partial glass of wine). And that’s GREAT. Alcohol is something I am working on either removing from my life, or decreasing until it’s not a regular part of the calories I consume. I’m going to stick with drinking only red wines if I drink at all. Speaking of, that means I need to attend a house party that someone is having, so that I can make the drinks. See, I have nearly a gallon of vodka at home and a fifth of Kaluha. I’ve had the vodka for a long time, clearly I’m not going to drink it. I think the fact that my husband doesn’t drink is the reason I don’t drink at home.
It has been one year since the Nashville Flood of 2010. The flood caused over a billion dollars worth of damage. I’ve never been more proud of my city and it’s residents than I was after the flood. Everyone just reached out to help everyone. Thinking about it now makes me cry.