A longtime reader has continuously encouraged either Sarah, or I, to write a cookbook. I'd suck at it since I never measure anything and I forget important verbs (like bake) in favor of over-used enthusiastic adjectives such as the word mongo.
I do know though that women my age, perplexed by various food choices, concerned with cancer alarm scares, and bamboozled by flat-out liars, such as those behind the HFCS snafu - well, we're routinely fed ignorantly alarming information via the media or advertising executives twisting the truth, resulting in an epidemic of obesity and too many avoidable health problems.
It just pisses me off.
A bunch of saggy, baggy old ladies like us? We deserve decent sources of information, we're no threat to any interest or focus group, except to those trying to profit from our grocery dollars giving us crap for our bucks.
Sarah'd sent me a link to a lecture that I'd not found time to watch until yesterday, even though she'd told me that her yoga teacher training class had literally applauded this doctor. I deeply value her opinion.
I carved out an hour yesterday and settled in to watch him, well I carried around the phone in which I used, so I could work and listen.
Oh flat out my. Are you freaking kidding me? After all the tomes I've devoured for 40 years on nutrition, after what I wrongly thought had been a fairly conservative vegetarian diet since I was a teen, technically longer, since meat had never had a starring role in our meals my entire life, I was taught by my mama to crave fresh fruits and vegetables, especially home grown - the dairy I'd long ingested has been silently contributing to dietary issues.
Where'd I go wrong? Dairy. Cow secretions.
Seriously moms, take the time to click this link, and at least listen via your phone, or sit and watch it, as his stage presence is impressive.
Life is full of problems and challenges, I'd just as soon check out now and head for Heaven, but it's not my time yet. I want to remain strong, vital, energetic, and healthy so I can continue to help my children and my grandchildren...and any of y'all that wanna listen.
I can't begin to relate the trauma I felt inside helplessly watching my sister suffer horribly until she died of breast cancer almost 17 years ago. Or my father, as the Pulmonary Fibrosis robbed him of his very full life. I'm not saying that a vegan diet would've saved either of them, but their quality of life would've been better and way longer. I am saying that a vegan diet might have prevented my sister from dying. I am saying that.
The 15 leading causes of death all have an undeniable corollary connection to one's crappy diet, and one can throw up one's chubby hands and holler, "Everything gives us cancer," and keep on gobbling crap, only to find themselves flabby, tired, taking pills, feeling weak and sluggish, or one can wake up and smell the roasted cauliflower adorned with Heavenly spices and herbs and make some vital changes.
My reader, Fatcat AKA PaulAnne, if I remember correctly, simply wants to know what we eat each day.
Both Sarah and I have the easy benefit of having almost always eaten well, so the changes we had to make were very few. In the late 1970s she went vegetarian simply to be like me, in 2012 I went vegan to be like her. All I gave up was cheese really. When she went officially vegetarian it was also no big deal, as that's all I fed her anyway - she just had announced to her dad that he needed to step up to the plate on his weekends, which he did.
So yesterday I had a breakfast of oats (not the one minute kind) with almond milk, flax seeds, hemp seeds, chia seeds, sesame seeds, poppy seeds, molasses, cinnamon and raisins. Stick to your ribs, fill you up until lunchtime and inordinately delicious. A very big bowl.
At lunch I ate another big bowl of black beans and garlic loaded brown rice doused with my garden salsa, an entire avocado, and Fire Hot Pepper Sauce (a big bowl) and I had it again for supper while my kids had used those leftover beans and rice to make mega nachos. I had four pears throughout the day for snacks and a very big bowl of hot air popped popcorn later. I ate a couple of bananas during the day too, and drank a lot of my delicious well water.
I've virtually eliminated oils from my diet, and dairy is totally kicked out the door, I wouldn't eat meat no matter what. Plant-based food. Period.
I'm slowly changing the kids over too, most of them now prefer Rice, Almond, Soy, or Coconut milk, I've greatly lessened their cheese intake, and they've not really noticed.
All those seeds are expensive, y'all might holler. Have you priced a hospitalization? Or Chemo? Or Jenny Craig? Or Steaks?
Ladies, y'all's families need you too, your families desperately need you to be strong and healthy.
"I have a family, I can't change the way we eat," y'all might say. Um, I have a family too, and I sure as heck feed them the right way. They grow up and rebel by eating at fast food places, they gain weight, they feel crappy, they turn themselves around, because I taught them how to do so. I made vegetarianism look easy, because it is. I was never brainwashed by the meat industry, I was swayed by the dairy industry and I'm mad at myself about it.
Due to an inordinate amount of heavy duty stress and heart-slamming fear, my wobbly heart has been in danger for years, bathed daily in cortisol and adrenaline, that's not good for you. I had to give up my monthly (if that) Krispy Kreme splurge, I've ditched my PMS chips (Salt and Vinegar) since I'm past that monthly curse anyway, and the only splurge I plan to allow anymore might be a homemade slice of Sarah or Miss Lisa's cakes. Good-bye cheesecake, it's been fun.
I wish I could tell you that I'm good about exercise but I truly suck at it.
Watch Forks Over Knives, or Vegucated, or Food Inc or Fresh, or at least this one pivotal lecture. Do it for your darling grandbabies' benefit. They need their grandmas.
Do you have hypertension, water retention, IBS, chronic fatigue, fibromyalgia, etc.? Over-weight? Diabetic?
Please, please, please watch these videos.
Everyone wants to lose a few pounds, you'll lose a veritable boat load by kicking carcass-eating to the curb.
Too graphic? That's what it is, dead flesh that once had a face and could've looked deep into your eyes beseechingly. Cows are sweet animals, pigs are as intelligent as three year olds, hens are companionable. You wouldn't eat a horse or a dog, why is it OK to eat Flossie the cow?
Because I eat everything in sight, and a ton of it, big bowls, big plates, heck I'm a piglet my own self. I don't, and won't, count calories because my body is still healing from the Hell I'd put it through trying to parent challenging children, but at 5' 6 1/2", I weigh a whopping 132 pounds. I eat a ton every day. This video explains why I can eat like that and not weigh 232, why wouldn't you want to do this?
Ladies, I deeply care about y'all, many of you I've gotten to know very well via email, you all telling me your scarily similar-to-mine adoption stories.
Please listen to this video. I'm flat out begging y'all to help yourselves be strong and healthy. Please?