Spring has come very slowly to us here, or so it feels anyway. Seeing the spring flowers and feeling sun on our faces has been really welcome. We have been struggling to really get into a groove with travelling about (Canada was great fun, post on that to come) health issues and feeling a little out of sorts.
I’m hoping that the nicer weather and more sunshine will bring some lighter spirits and make finding our rhythm a little easier. We have an exciting Easter with family and lots of activites planned and I have grand plans for trying to revamp our diets in the next few weeks to try and help with some of the health issues that are still rumbling on.
I’ve started slow with lactose free and cutting out gluten. Next week I’m going to try and cut out 90% of dairy as well. Hubby has been caffine free for a few weeks. I will have to flex my cooking muscles and come up with something different from the usual 6 meals I rotate each week!
A walk ona cool morning yielded some delicious and unexpected delights. Blackberries which we spectacularly missed last year. Well we hit the metaphorical and possibly literaly blackberry jackpot. So many. So few tarty ones.
Because lets be honest here. While natures bounty is all well and good, blackberrying is russion roulette for your taste buds. And it’s brutal if youre not spot on timing wise.
Well, we were spot on. The kid ate loads and loads. As many as I could pick her, and time after time she exclaimed “sweet and juicy mama”.
It was an over all lovely walk, even taking the blackberry awesomenss out of it. Cool morning air with a faint woodsmoke tang, a little mist on the far hills as we set out that burned off as the morning progressed and warmed up. Leaves beginning to turn. Elder berries heavy on the branches. Dry grasses spiling seeds. A greenness that, where we live, spells the ending of a hot, dry and fire laden summer.
Hello Autumn. Welcome. We have missed you.
I’ve been focusing on the clean eating, real food side of things recently and there have been these crackers made, fruit and nut whip made from this lovely ladies recipe book (picture taken pre-blitzing in the thermomix) which made the most delicious breakfast. Not to mention some home made granola (ish) stuff to put over yoghurt. And more peanut butter, for toast with banana – little ladies new favourite or for use in satay sauces. Unphotographed were my quinoa flour crepes – which were delicious. And hubbies amazing, made from scratch health version of this butter chicken.
With a child in the mix I find it a careful line to walk. We want to eat good wholesome real food. Things we make from scratch and know each and every part. But in the flip side of that I grew up in a crunchy wholefoods, nothing out of a packet or carton home. And to be truthful it wasn’t always all that fun.
I think that the cookbooks out there now, and the recipes available over the world wide web have made whole foods far more appealing and well known than they were 30 years ago. And thats a great thing. Books like My Darling Lemon Thyme and Quirky Cooking are creating foods that are healthy and fun without rendering the child eating them social pariah.
It has taken me years to accept that actually sometimes, plain white flour is just the right thing for the job. Sugar has a perfectly valid place in my pantry when used with moderation. Those weird fruit string things – kids love them and the odd one on a play date or to take in a packed lunch is not going to hurt my little lady. Its all about moderation. I do not need to feel guilty about it.
My goal moving forward is try try and document better the foods we are trying, the successes (see above) and the failures – I won’t speak of my abysmal baked stuffed zucchinis or the parsnip soup that could have been used to glue paper to walls and tasted no better.
Yes, lets stick to the successes.
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