February 28, 2009
The monthly office birthday cake – Oh Noes!
But then I thought to myself: Cake should always be a gift. It should be given, received and shared with a sense of occasion and thankfulness.
So, you should either give or receive cake but never just buy a piece of cake that cannot be celebrated, even in a small way.
In today’s body-obsessed world, cake should be a rare enough occasion to be celebrated without anxiety about bodily harm, not to mention actual, lasting bodily harm. Otherwise, cake will never be received with unabashed pleasure and gratitude. And the whole point of cake is unabashed pleasure and gratitude.
February 19, 2009
Has anyone ever suffered from a peanut butter hangover? I’m not talking salmonella poisoning, just ODing on Whole Foods 365 Crunchy. Headache, nausea, regret. But it’s so good, man. I need to take a week long break maybe, and practice moderation!
February 16, 2009
Since taking up yoga and meditating, I have actually gained 3% body fat. So much for inner peace.
I’m making a conscious effort to limit fruit, nuts, and peanut butter, and to do resistance and interval training. I wanted to give up dairy, but my mother told me not to “get weird.”
If, as Richard O’Connor says, it is not human nature to be content for very long (due to dopamine reward pathways, adaptability, etc.), and because of this, getting what you want will not make you happy…
Whatever. I’ll set the bar for 105 lbs., and stop trying to get to 97. That’s just 3 more lbs. I should be able to get there in 2 weeks.
February 15, 2009
Freakishly, I love almonds but have always been disappointed with the taste of almond butter. And while I have an unholy love of peanut butter, I always feel guilty about eating it (PUFAs, legume suspicions, aflatoxins, etc. ARGH!). In contrast, almond butter has more of a green tea-ish “health halo” that I’ve been diligently trying to ignore because I never could make myself enjoy the taste. Whereas peanut butter is, sadly, delicious. But then I read this post on Peanut Butter Boy, which references…vanilla flavored almond butter.
Vanilla flavored almond butter, you guys. Brilliant.
So I dashed off to add vanilla extract to my poor, neglected, languishing, unloved jar of almond butter. And totally binged on the results in the name of recipe testing, but it’s what I do for science. Vanilla flavored almond butter is my new favorite nut butter*.
*I can safely say that peanut butter is not my favorite nut butter, because peanuts are not nuts, but legumes. And I’m trying to kick the PB habit, like I know I should. But I still have about 3/4 a jar of Peanut Butter & Company’s “Smooth Operator” singing to me its siren song of deliciousness. Addicted? Mayhap. If loving peanut butter is wrong, I don’t want to be right. Sob.
February 11, 2009
Ate a pear; dappled like sunlight falling through trees to warm earth; it tasted like summer.
February 10, 2009
Slowly savored Greek yogurt was not as enjoyable as I thought it would be, though perhaps this was because I took it out of the fridge too soon, which affected the texture. The pleasure factor of tinned sardines was raised when mixed with shredded cabbage and balsamic vinegar.
I’m looking forward to goingout for Thai tonight, as I have prepared properly misleading questions that I think give me the best chance of a straight answer to “is there sugar in that?” I intend to get soup, but have several salad options lined up if that doesn’t work out.