The Daily Writes

The Cleanse

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Earlier this week I started a cleanse program. Note, this was not a fast, but something I wanted to do to clean out the system a bit and hit the physical and mental reset button.

Working with my acupuncturist, I geared up and was ready with a diet of mostly veggies and lean meat, no booze, caffeine, sugar, grains, really just veggies and meat. For 21 days. My dear husband wanted to do it with me so we prepared together.

Combined with the restricted food, there were supplements, meant to support the body and assist with ridding oneself of toxins. All food based and not a big deal for 21 days.

We launched on Monday, feeling ready to go through the withdrawals, the irritation and come out on the other side feeling healthier. It all went well for most of the day, but around 4 pm I started to realize that things were headed south in a big way.

I can only liken the following five hours to the worst hangovers I’ve had in my life. I couldn’t stand or open my mouth for fear of being sick. The bathroom floor looked surprisingly comforting to me, I didn’t want to move much. The reaction was unexpected and violent and after it was over I aborted the cleanse mission, at least the supplement part.

Those who know me know I am crazy in the head about my body and weight. I keep it at bay most of the time and have improved over the years but it will always be an issue. While sick on Monday, I wondered about the lengths I would go to feel good about myself. And also wondered if age and maturity may mellow me out.

The good news is that I think I am smarter than I was five years ago. Still not normal but then again that is way too aspirational for someone like me.

The One True Vine Journal

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I am over the moon. Excited like a kid in a candy store. This past month, the One True Vine, Journal of food, wine and life, number two, was released. The Journal is a decadent and adventurous look at the world of the One True Vine team and their cohorts.

I am honored to be part of the writing team for the Journal and am sharing a bit of the work with you.

Lotus Foods OTV Article

 

To get your very own copy click here.

You may get a fish head

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You may get a fish head. And if you do, the dead fish eye will look at you while you eat. This was my thought last night while on a date with my husband for his birthday. We went to our favorite sushi spot and sat at the bar. Because this was a special occasion we gave the chef a few simple parameters (shellfish allergy, no monk fish liver) and asked him to just pick his favorites.

It feels slightly shocking to write this, but sometimes I like to let go of control. On a scale of control freaks, I consider myself around a seven. Of course, that is an average. I can roll with a lot of plans and decisions, which would put me at about a three. But other things, like decisions relating to food when I am hungry or to my child, then I’m a 10.

Regardless, sometimes it is nice to open things up like we do when we go out to sushi. And most of the time we are pleasantly surprised at the culinary delights we experience. Last night was not one of those nights. We did eat a lot of beautiful fish, but some of it just got too…fishy. And in an attempt to do something special, most of our meal came served on the inside of a fish skeleton, with the large head and eye sticking up. I swear that thing was staring at me all night.

Abandon when it comes to certain things can be great. But then again, it may result in a fish head.