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I made this for the girls for lunch on Saturday.  They are both hardcore salad dressing abstainers; however I sneaked a little of this vinaigrette onto their salads and they raved about it.  Who would have thought?  I had one myself and I must say, this is the most inspired thing I’ve made in quite a while.  It was so simple, too.  I wanted something sweet, tangy, easy, and quick.  Fait accompli!

Strawberries are also one of those items I must buy organic.  The flavor alone is worth the extra cost.  They were on sale this week, so that extra cost was $.25.  The organic strawberries were $3.00, and the non-organic were $2.75.  Too good to pass up, and their flavor is unsurpassed.  Their sweet, bright flavor makes me think of the tiny, sweet, sun-warmed strawberries in my mom’s garden when I was growing up.

Strawberry Walnut Salad with Honey Vinaigrette

Serves 2

Strawberry Walnut Salad

  • 3 c. spring greens
  • 1/2 c. raw walnut halves/pieces
  • 1 c. sliced fresh strawberries

Honey Vinaigrette

  • 1 T. raw honey
  • 1 t. balsalmic vinegar
  • 1 t. lime juice
  • tiny dash of sea salt
  • 2 t. water

DIRECTIONS

  1. Arrange the spring greens in a bowl and toss the strawberries and walnuts on top.
  2. In a small bowl, whisk together the vinaigrette ingredients.  Drizzle over the salad, or toss with it if you wish.

Enjoy!

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These are seriously quick and seriously tasty.  We didn’t use a lot of cheese, just enough to give it the right bite-feel on the whole wheat tortillas.  We had a big green salad before these as well, because they’d be seriously easy to eat too many of!  You could use any other veggies you wanted to throw on these, but they were great with just the diced green chilies.  I admit, we did used canned chiles for these.  If you’re a thinker-aheader and have your own chilies cooked or canned, even better!

Fresh Tomato Tostadas

Suggestion:  Make one tortilla per person and serve with a green salad

INGREDIENTS

  • Whole Wheat Tortillas
  • 3 organic roma tomatoes, thinly sliced
  • 1  4 oz. can chopped mild green chilies, drained
  • 6 oz freshly grated mild cheese blend

DIRECTIONS

  1. Preheat oven to 400°F. Place tortillas flat on a large baking sheet. Arrange tomatoes over tortillas. Sprinkle with chilies and cheese.
  2. Bake until tortillas are lightly golden and crisp and cheese has melted, about 10 minutes. Alternatively, cook them on a nonstick griddle. Cut each tostada into wedges, and serve hot.

Sour cream, fresh tomatoes, corn, and avocado are all delicious as toppings when the tostadas are hot.  They are also great cold when taken the next day for lunch.  Trust me.  Enjoy!

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I know this was supposed to be the other 5 questions but it has been slightly delayed due to AWESOMENESS!!!  The ladies have arrived!

Chris and his special lady friend dropped off the hive tonight and I can just barely breathe I’m so excited!  Chris started beekeeping when he was 15.  He has happy little hives sprinkled all over our community.  I’m so honored and happy that he’s trusting his girls with us.

Inside pics of the hive were courtesy of Richard because I was so excited to see it I completely forgot to even think about pictures once Chris took the top off.  (Those are his arms in the pictures.)

Abby is looking like the Ragamuffin Princess here, but they were both excited to set up the water dish for the bees.  The corks are there for the bees to land on and to pull themselves up out of the water if they fall in.  The water dish itself is the top of a birdbath; the bottom piece of it broke this winter, so we used a plant stand we had in the shade garden to hold it.

I’ve been reading about bees and beekeeping for over six years.  My beekeeping dream has finally come true.  Thank you from the bottom of my heart, Chris.  This is the beginning of a beautiful thing.

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In this post I’ll tackle the first five of the ten questions I posted as my biggest hitters when people ask me about food.

1.  You’ve lost a lot of weight.  How did you do it?

Richard and I made the decision to cut processed foods and chemical additives out of our lifestyle, and eat only whole, organic foods.  This means organic produce, legumes and grains, as well as humanely raised and pastured meats and eggs,  We drink plain water, and occasionally Richard has an herbal tea.  We eat dairy, but much less than we used to.  We try to keep dairy consumption to under 15% of our diet.  We do have “junk food” occasionally, such as whole wheat bread and whole wheat cookies, but only if we make them.  At this point, I’m usually getting an unbelieving, slightly horrified stare.

2.  How did you get started on this kick?

After about six months of seeing the documentary Fat, Sick and Nearly Dead available on Netflix, I finally watched it.  It was an eye-opener.  It is about a guy from Australia who was feeling sick, and fat, and unhealthy, and decided to go on a juice fast for 60 days.  It chronicles his journey through the 60 days from fat and sick to healthy and bright-eyed.  The message made sense, deep inside me.  It’s such a simple concept:  What you eat MATTERS.  I urged Richard to watch it.  After he watched it, we decided to juice fast for a week.  We made it four days, and in that time we had reevaluated our entire food lifestyle.  We finally got clarity, and joined forces to steer our family toward decades of good health and mental vibrancy, and away from decades of steady, incremental decline in health.

3.  Did you start doing this to lose weight?

We initially started our juice fast to kick-start our weight loss, but by the end of four days we had gained a vision of a food lifestyle that didn’t include counting calories or fat grams.  It was so much simpler than that.  Eat lots of plants.  Eat local, humanely raised meat, where you know the conditions the animals live in.  Eat dairy in the same manner.  We are finding as we embrace plants more, we eat less meat, and less dairy, naturally.

4.  Organic’s so expensive.  Do you really think it’s worth it?

I think this question usually assumes an apples-to-apples comparison.  It’s not quite that simple, at least it wasn’t for us.

Before we started on this new lifestyle I went out for lunch at work everyday; subs, chinese, pizza, local restaurants, etc.  When we grocery shopped we’d always buy a couple of frozen pizzas for my mom to feed the kids when Richard and I went on our Friday date nights.  Abby likes crackers so into the grocery cart they’d go, as well as tortilla chips, goldfish crackers, fruit snacks, and always some sort of candy.  We’d also get some fresh produce (half of which usually went bad before we used it), 3 gallons of milk for the week, pre-shredded cheese (more expensive than a block of cheese), canned vegetables, and processed breakfast cereals.  Tortillas made it easy to have a build-your-own-taco night.  Richard and my Friday night date nights always included a dinner out.

So, now we compare that to our usual activities and purchases.  I bring a lunch everyday at work, and it’s usually a green salad or leftovers from the dinner the night before.  Today it was two organic small red potatoes to heat in the microwave at work, with a little pastured butter, organic sour cream, and finished with pink sea salt and pepper.  I brought an organic orange, an organic apple, a small container of raw walnuts, and my two juice bottles for the day.  So that’s the sort of thing I do for lunches now.  It doesn’t cost me anything but leftovers or produce on hand.

When we go out on date nights, we eat at home first.  We have our family meal of good whole foods, and leave afterwards to go do something fun like visit a book store, or see a movie, or scout out new organic grocery sources in the area that maybe we’ve heard about but never visited.  We spend a lot less money and have just as great a connecting evening together as we ever did before, and our kids aren’t eating the frozen pizzas.

Crackers, bread, goldfish crackers, fruit snacks, tortillas, pre-shredded cheese etc. are all processed foods and don’t get into our cart anymore.

All of these changes together have made ample room (and room to spare) in our budget for organic produce, and to obtain meat and dairy from local and sustainability-minded land stewards.  This year we joined our first CSA (Community Supported Agriculture) farm and are looking forward to forging more relationships in the concious-eating community.

As for the organic products themselves, and what benefits they offer:  I think it’s worth it if for no other reason than to detox your body in the intial stages of this change.  I felt like I had been deluging my body with chemicals, unhealthily-raised meat, processed foods, and so many other terrible foods, that I needed to detox all the pesticides and junk that had built up over the decades.  We still juice veggies and fruit for two of our meals, which we consider a medicine.  The nutrition we get from the juices helps our cells work optimally to process the food we consume.  I also think that organic is especially important for kids, because the ratio of what they eat compared to their body size is much different than that of an adult.  They also can’t process toxins as efficiently as an adult because they’re physically smaller and less developed.  I realize that being certified USDA Organic does not erase the problems created by that very certification, but even factory farms that are certified organic are more sustainable than non-organic.

5.  So, what IS ok to eat?

I love this question, because then I get to talk about all the wonderful things we are eating now.  Changing to this food lifestyle is a bounty; it in no way feels like any deprivation such as you might experience on a typical restriction diet.  I feel like we have the best food we’ve ever eaten, every single day.  These days, going out to eat is the almost unavoidable result of obligation (usually work or family related), resulting in a struggle to find something to eat, and it’s frustrating and irritating to be spending more money on less nutritional quality.  Dissatisfying in every way, except the time spent with good company.  Given the choice between big-farm organic or small-farm local non-certified organic, but who take their role as stewards of land, animal integrity, and sustainable agriculture seriously, I’d take the non-organic local product any day of the week.

I know this post is a little rambly, but I’m still figuring out what makes sense for me and my family, and putting it into publishable-quality form isn’t my goal.  It’s to try to convey our sense of purpose, and our struggles, in a way that might resonate with you.

Let me know what you think; leave me a comment.  If you’re on this food train, why and how?  If you’re not, what do you think about that?  Where are you on the spectrum of interest in this lifestyle?  Or are you just overwhelmed and enjoy reading about it but know you’d never find the iron will it would take to change all of these things at once?  Just curious.  Let’s have a dialogue.

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Since we started this new food lifestyle in January I’ve gotten this question a LOT.  Here is a list of the other questions I’ve gotten, a LOT:

  1. You’ve lost a lot of weight.  How did you do it?
  2. How did you get started on this kick?
  3. Did you start doing this to lose weight?
  4. Organic’s so expensive.  Do you really think it’s worth it?
  5. So, what IS ok to eat?
  6. How did you find this information about food, like what to eat and what not to eat?
  7. Really?  You only drink water?
  8. How do you get your kids to eat all those veggies?
  9. Monsanto?
  10. How do you find time for all this stuff?

I want to start answering these questions.  Tomorrow’s post will tackle 1-5.

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For the first time ever, I had a green salad with avocado and a quinoa cake WITHOUT DRESSING.  Just had to share.  When I shared this breakthrough with a coworker, she said, This is the breakthrough?

Well.

Unimpressed coworker notwithstanding, I just may have finally broken a lifelong addiction to salad dressing, and you were here to see it.  If you need me, I’ll be up on the mountain top over yonder, dispensing whole food wisdom.

Follow-up:  I had another salad for dinner, but this one didn’t even have avocado.  Lettuce, tomatoes, cucumbers, radishes, cauliflower, and a quinoa cake.  CAN I get a witness?!

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Today Richard was out putting mulch in the sun garden and the girls were playing in the yard.  I took advantage of the quiet in the house to look around for new recipes.  I came across a recipe for almond butter.  We just happened to have a 1/2 gallon jar of unshelled almonds from an after-Christmas sale.

I’ve been curious about almond butter.  Really, what’s the difference from natural unsweetened peanut butter?  What’s the POINT of making your own nut butter?  Well, some research turned up the following interesting points about peanuts:

  • Potential aflotoxin contamination.  Unless organic,  peanuts are usually grown in rotation with cotton, which is the crop with the  highest pesticide use in the world.
  • Organic peanuts don’t have the pesticide which means that they grow a really nasty mold that is linked to liver cancer.  You need the nasty pesticide to get rid of the mold.
  • They have one of the poorest Omega 3-6 ratios.
  • The peanut agglutinin (PNA) in some studies has shown to disturb the gut  lining, perhaps leading to leaky gut.

Hmm.  Leaky gut.  Doesn’t sound very sexy to me.  I searched for information about similar problems with almonds and didn’t come up with anything except it’s better to soak them overnight so you get more of the nutrition from them.  Well, I was too impatient to do that.  I wanted to take advantage of my quiet time NOW!

After shelling the almonds, I revved up the food processor.  Less than 10 minutes later I had delicious almond butter.

Honey Almond Butter (The No-Soak Version)

Makes 2 cups

INGREDIENTS

  • 9 ounces raw almonds
  • 1/3 c. plus 1 T. melted coconut oil
  • 1 T. raw honey
  • 1/4 t. sea salt
  • 2 t. vanilla

DIRECTIONS

  1. Put the almonds in the food processor on high for 5 minutes.
  2. After 5 minutes, add the coconut oil about a tablespoon at a time.
  3. Add the honey, salt, and vanilla at the end and blend about another 2 minutes.

Enjoy!

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The eggshells are sprouting, the eggshells are sprouting!  These ones are heritage cauliflower sprouts.  Aren’t they pretty, with purple edges?

There’s also heritage cucumber and broccoli sprouts.

Then we cheated and went to a local greenhouse and bought some tomatoes.  Richard got these Wall-O-Waters for a great price at a thrift sale last summer, and put them up last weekend to protect them against frost and promote growth.  You just prop them up around the plant and fill them with water.  A veritable wall o’ water.

Did you see up in the first picture that blue bin with holes in it?  It’s a compost bin.  We saw a steel garbage can done up this way and sold for $38 while we were out and about last weekend.  For $11 and 10 minutes of hole-making, we have a compost bin.  It even has holes on the bottom, so stuff can drain out and attract worms up into it.  His plan is to have 4 bins of compost, with an empty one for rotation.  By the time the compost makes it to the last bin it should be ready for the garden!

Our bleeding hearts are blooming, and I absolutely love them.  They’ve been transplanted a couple of times, as we’ve taken them with us where we’ve moved, and are thriving in our shade garden.

Last but certainly not least, I will be getting my honey bee hive within the next two weeks.  Their little spot is all ready for them, and FiBear awaits their arrival!

I can’t wait for my little buzzers to arrive…. and I can’t wait to share them with you!

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While I may have the nutrition market cornered in our house, Richard has taken the initiative with making cleaners.  I discovered his little stash growing in the laundry room.  He’s been collecting emptied cleaner bottles as they become available in our house, basic cleaner ingredients on grocery shopping trips, and cooking/mixing containers from various sources.  I used to think this was a little bit ridiculous and a lot crunchy.  And possibly stinky or streaky.  What could possibly work better than a blue window cleaner, or an expensive orange jug of laundry detergent?

I, of course, was badly mistaken.  My crunchy friends know this, and have been trying to tell me for years that I am an idiot, in the friendliest and most non-aggressive ways, which is apparently why I missed it completely.  Speak more clearly next time, please.  “You can use vinegar and baking soda to clean almost everything in your house!” doesn’t cut through the duh that has accumulated in my ears from decades of marketing.

When we ran out of Costco dishwasher detergent and rinsing agent (please don’t carp on me about using a dishwasher – baby steps) he made some.  (Sorry about the cruddy picture quality.  No natural light at 10:30 pm.)  On the left is the tub of dishwasher detergent, and on the right in the rinsing agent – pure vinegar, in an old water bottle.

When I went into the pantry the other day, what did I spy?  He’s brewing a little general/glass cleaner.  All you do is fill up a mason jar tight with orange peels (which we have from our juicing every morning).  Fill up the jar with vinegar.  Stick it on a shelf for 3 weeks.  Strain it, and use equal amounts of the cleaning mixture and water to fill up a spray bottle.  Voila, orange cleaner.The man has plans.  Tonight he mentioned that he’s been reading some blogs on how to make soap.  He’s my rock star.

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High School Reunion.

I’ve been thinking about high school lately.  (And water.)  A few weeks ago I was reminded of a middle school friend and idly looked her up on Facebook.  Even though I’m in the IT profession and get paid to do computer-y stuff every day, I have never looked up a high school acquaintance before.

On her Facebook page there is one Activity and Interest.  It is a picture of a cross, and next to it the words, Let’s join forces as Christians and start a Jesus Christ revival!  Press Like if Jesus Christ is your Savior!!!  Alright.  Then I saw another high school acquaintance as one of her friends, and down I went into the rabbit hole.

I emerged a few hours later feeling small, dazed, and lonely.  Lingering anxiety and shame colored the edges of my view.  I took a deep breath and my worldview shifted.  I was suddenly so very grateful for the life I have created.  It is a thousand years and miles away from the girl I was.  A girl who was distorted with anxiety and struggled with daily interactions.  Something very few people know about me is that I did not graduate from Chippewa Falls High School.

All through elementary and middle school I had one or two close friends but was largely ignored by everybody else (when they weren’t openly hostile).  I certainly don’t blame them.  I was heavier than almost all the girls in my school, and I struggled with gym class.  I wasn’t fluent in social skills and hadn’t ever been in activities or sports outside of school.  I didn’t go to dances because boys had no interest in me and it seemed embarassing to dance.  My parents were very poor and the house I grew up in was old, in ill-repair, located in a poor area, and was hoarded and filthy, so I never had anybody over.  I was terrified if they saw my house that I would lose the few friends I had and be ostracized completely.

Our school district had middle school for grades 6 through 9, and high school started with 10th grade.  I remember the first day of 10th grade I felt so light, so unburdened.  I felt like it was a fresh start with fresh hallways and teachers.  I joined the spanish club, the french club (I took both languages concurrently for four years), Thespians, and the outdoor club.  I think there was one or two others as well.  None of that made me more popular, or made me fit in better, but at least I was enjoying it.

Gym was still hard, though, and getting harder.  Nutrition and fitness were no part of my family life.  Food wasn’t used for nutrition in our house.  The worse it was for you, the more you groaned over how incredible it was, and the more you tried to eat.  It was the drug we could all lose ourselves in to forget about how crappy the house was, or how much money we didn’t have, or how fat we all were.  Dinner was an anxious time.  There was a semi-hysterical edge to the quick banter that directly proceeded dishing up; I imagine that’s how addicts get when they’re waiting for their turn on the needle or the pipe.  I still see my mom, who moved in with us after my dad died in 2010, act this way at mealtimes.  Witty comments to distract from a taboo over-indulgence of portions;  total focus on dishing up;  ecstactic moans and exclamations after the first few bites; and finally, losing herself in the drug.  There’s no judgment on my part about her behavior.  That’s the way it worked in my parents’ house.  I can accept that while still choosing a different environment in my home.

So 10th grade went pretty well, even though gym class was a stressor.  By the end of 10th grade I was so glad for summer, though.  The anxiety and self-loathing were overwhelming.  That summer was my first with a driver’s license, and I had use of a 1989 Geo Metro.  It was a fun summer.  As fall approached, however, I began to be haunted by a sense of dread.  I was so anxious about gym class.  I didn’t know how I was going to get through it.  It was humiliating to be the slowest, to be the last picked for teams, to be the target of sideways glances and sudden hushes in the locker room.

The second day of 11th grade, I hid in the girls’ bathroom from 2:00 pm (gym class) until the halls were clear, then left the school.  I made up my mind to take the only option I could come up with:  I was going to homeschool the last two years of high school, and get out of this hell.

I went back one time after the second day of 11th grade, and that was to clean out my locker.  A little over a year later I graduated from American School, my high school experience ending quietly with the arrival of a white envelope containing a diploma.  I never had a prom dress, senior pictures, or a cap and gown.  I didn’t go to parties where kids drank; I didn’t go to any parties because I was never invited.  I didn’t have a graduation ceremony, or dates with teenage boys.  I disappeared, and nobody from my high school ever bothered to find out what happened to me.  I don’t get reunion invitations, because I wasn’t part of my peers’ graduating class.  My yearbooks only go through 10th grade.

This story has a happy ending, though.  That distorted girl has fought her way through the dark and the fear, and made her way here, sitting in bed next to her dear and faithful husband, and their two little girls are asleep in their beds down the hall.  Her house is cheerful and bright with big windows, and she has strong and nurturing relationships all around her.  She gets healthier physically everyday.

When I came up out of that rabbit hole, and my worldview shifted, two separate pieces of me merged.  I finally accepted all the faces that I have worn throughout my life.  I acknowledged the shame and fear that has stayed with me for over 20 years, and has kept my past a secret from even my husband.  I looked that girl in the eye, and loved her completely, because I finally saw how hard she worked to steer me away from an almost inevitable life.  She has worked tirelessly to acquire the skills needed to get us out of the suffocating box we started in, and out into the light.

I invited that girl to come join me in embracing the life we created together, so she doesn’t have to be so lonely anymore.  She accepted, on one condition:  that I let the world see her, and embrace her as I finally have.  So with that in mind, I present to you Muriel Ouimette Robinson.  She is delighted to have met you, and invites you to join her on her ever-continuing journey toward her best self.  Thanks for listening.

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