J. and I have started the two-week Maffetone test. At least I did. She was on a retreat. Something about converting negativity into wellness. A little bike ride will do that for me. I spent the morning busting clutter and making food for the week. But my prep is a TOTAL FAIL since I have two boy-children who eat. Saying they eat is redundant. As in, unnecessary. I bought 30 eggs yesterday. I hard-boiled 15 over the last two days. They’re nearly gone. Another four went into fruit smoothies with an avocado. Another two into pancakes (don’t nag me about what I feed my children). Another six went into the omelet I made. And two went on top of the dog kibble. (Don’t nag about the dog either). The boys ate the peppers and cucumbers I bought yesterday. So I bought more.
My friend Riot Act is paleo-challenge prepared. Cheer her on. But don’t tell her I sent you. She does not want your pity. And doesn’t need any support. So there.
Skip the rest – It’s boring public accountability. And no, I didn’t photograph all of it. Just the salad.
Breakfast: omelet with leftover veg from last night (carrots, cauliflower & broccoli) pureed and sauteed in some butter with some chopped onions.
Lunch: big salad with avocado, cashews, chopped tomatoes, cucumber. Some olive oil and balsamic vinegar. (see above). Some deviled eggs with sardines (recipe on this blog). Some boiled shrimp and gazpacho soup.