‘Greg, there’s nothing to eat!’ I was standing in front of the fridge, door open, scanning the contents on the shelves. ‘Yes there is darling. We have plenty of food, you’ll just have to prepare something.’ And this is what Paleo is about. It makes you think and organise your time, well Greg’s time. He’s the cook on weekends. I turned to look at him, hoping he’ll make me something because I was too busy doing busy things – like standing in front of the fridge frowning. ‘Grab a cauliflower, carrots, parsley and blitz in the Thermomix. Add some salt, pepper, olive oil and garnish with cashews and you’ve got a meal.’ His ability to think up a meal so quickly made me wince. ‘Can you write it down for me? I’m a little fatigued from hunger.’ Greg’s very good at rolling eyes and getting all pursy lipped, and I had front row seat to the full effect as he rose from his computer, marched over to the fridge, grabbed the ingredients from the crisper and made lunch. ‘Darling, this is delicious!’ ‘Yes,’ he replied. ‘You should try making it some time,’ and went back to his work. I’ve noticed quite a difference since giving up wheat, grains, most dairy and sugar. I’m no longer bloated nor feel sluggish, my gums no longer bleed when brushing and joint aches have disappeared. But even better our middle child hasn’t had any stomach complaints since adopting a Paleo eating style. I feel good. Really good in fact. Let’s see what a little bit of exercise will do when added to the mix. There’s this little black, vintage number hanging in my wardrobe waiting to be worn and I’ll sashay down our hallway, all minx like singing ‘Happy birthday Mr. President’. Only thing is my singing is woeful attracting instead all domestic animals to howl, screech and yowl in response. Chickens spontaneous malt when I sing. I’m also known to topple off high heel shoes; especially ones capable of propelling me into nose bleed heights. The perils of being short. Yours M x
Posted on: Sun, 10 Aug 2014 08:42:28 +0000
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