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Green smoothie before bed; the best medicine

I’ve been eating horribly the last few weeks, which is about how long I’ve been in school. I’m sure these two things are connected. When stressed, I go toward the familiar foods, and I’ve been eating loads and loads of high-fat carbs, chicken (ugh), and sugar. I’ve gained three pounds. I can feel it around my middle, which disturbs me; easily 75% of my excess fat is the stress fat that hovers around the internal organs, the kind that is supposed to be extra-unfriendly to longevity.

Tonight’s remedy: a green smoothie before bed. Specifically about 32 ounces. I began to notice this “medicinal” effect of green smoothies after I’d been drinking them for awhile and then tapered off. I’d start to feel worn down, overwhelmed, and my body would feel achey and slow. If I made a green smoothie before bed and drank a ton of it right before I went to sleep, I woke up feeling like someone sprayed me down with Awesome.

Another benefit is that it seems to calm whatever sugar cravings I’m having. The trick here, when beginning to realize you’ve had a nutritionally bankrupt period, is to actually go make the smoothie, which means getting oneself out of whatever carb and stress-induced torpor you’ve managed to roll yourself into. Often this involves a trip to the store for fresh kale and fruit, which can feel like oh such a burden when you’re already swamped with plays to read, notes to go over, and homework to make sure your first grader does. In the larger scheme of things, these are small problems, but in the moment they can feel like more than enough to send you back to the couch with your Chips Ahoy and your remote control. Just one more cookie won’t hurt, will it?

But I try to remind myself it’s well worth it. If there were a pill they could make that made me feel this good, the side effects would likely be as ridiculous as the cost, and I’m sure I’d stand in line to get it. Green smoothies are available at any grocery store for maybe $2.50 per quart, and are, in my opinion, nothing less than nutritional magic. The one sitting next to me is half of the following recipe:

Recovery Smoothie

2/3rds a head of kale (usually I use half, but tonight I was feeling green)
2 small satsumas
2 T flax oil
2 T lemon juice
2 pears, one very ripe, one still pretty firm

IT TASTES DELICIOUS. I am not kidding. I know people find this blog and they read “green smoothie”, and say to themselves CUCKOO!, but I’m telling you, it’s fantastic. I’ll drink an entire 32 oz jar before I fall asleep, and then let it work its magic. In the morning, before I go to school, I’ll try to drink the remaining jar, or most of it.

Now if I could just get back to drinking them every day, I might end up like Clent.

Diet update.

A week ago I posted about going on a diet. I figured an update is in order.

So it turns out I’m not good with diets. Not with this one at least. It’s a very low-calorie diet, with the idea being that you get your weight down quickly. There isn’t any particular reason one would want to drop weight that quickly I suppose, unless you have a lot of it, which I don’t. It was just seductive, the idea of being rid of something so annoying so quickly. It’s still seductive, even while I’m admitting that I don’t think it works for me at all.

I was on the diet (off and on, but mostly on) for about three weeks. While I didn’t lose a single pound, I learned a lot, so the experience wasn’t a complete waste. I learned that I feel a lot better when I incorporate more protein into my meals. I learned that I eat more at night than I probably should. I learned that eating every 2-3 hours greatly improves the quality of my life; I’m less hungry and tired, and my general outlook is a lot more stable.

I also learned that eating at  a very low level of calories (900-1000 a day) is, to put it mildly, NOT CONDUCIVE TO MY HAPPINESS. Or the happiness of my family. Every time I spent more than a day or two fully on the plan, I developed headaches, was extremely grouchy, emotional, moody, depressed, weepy, and generally a complete pain in the ass to live with. I share my house with two other adults, and two children, so I say that with some confidence. It’s bad when the people you live can always tell when, “She’s on her diet again”. Even the dogs got out of my way.

I’m not sure where I’m going to go from here. My friend Ivana talked about reaching the point where she knew it was time, and researching her options, and I’d say that’s about where I am, too. I know that I’m too bull-headed to do anything too restrictive, and I know that what I do now I want to do for the rest of my life. Unfortunately that’s about all I know at the moment.

The Vegan Pancake Curse

Last night while Greg, Sonja, Jason and I were playing The Farming Game, I started looking at my shelf of cookbooks and wondering how I could pare some of them out. I remembered a project I’d wanted to start before, of going through each cookbook and making every recipe that looked good, thus “using it up”. I could take out what worked, and then give the book to a friend, freeing up shelf space and hopefully eating better along the way.

While my game-mates were rolling to see how much cash they got for their wheat harvest, I leaned over and grabbed Dreena Burton’s Vive Le Vegan!, and started flipping through the chapter on Breakfasts. The Apple Oat Pancakes and Banana Bliss Pancakes seemed especially yummy, so this morning I attempted them. Unfortunately, it didn’t go so well.

The Apple Oat Pancakes look yummy….

…but I couldn’t get them to cook all the way through without burning them. I don’t know if this was a problem with my pan (a Le Creuset cast iron skillet) or if I just wasn’t getting the burner set at the right temperature. The oaty and apple flavors went great together, but both pancake recipes call for a whole tablespoon of baking powder, and I think that might be responsible for the metallic aftertaste that I seem to be so sensitive to. I’ve tasted it before in recipes that have a lot of baking powder, like some cornbreads. Maybe I just have weird taste buds?

I managed to get about three okay-looking pancakes out of this batch, and I gave a couple to Miles, my six-year-old. He loved them.

Since we were all still hungry, I cleaned out my bowl and dove right into the Banana Bliss Pancakes:

These cooked up a lot better, but I still had problems with burning (you can see the uneven color), and the taste was pretty awful. The banana flavor was, for me, drowned out by the taste of the baking powder, and they weren’t sweet at all. Jason suggested I add some honey, so I put two tablespoons in the remaining batter, but it didn’t seem to improve things. The household declared them “Hippy Pancakes”, and they got a thumbs-down.

I’m disappointed they didn’t work, but I think this might have something to do with my Vegan Pancake Curse. Almost every single vegan pancake or french toast recipe I’ve tried has been awful, and I don’t know why. The one exception to this rule is the recipe we tried for Easy Weekend Pancakes, from VeganYumYum. Those are DELICIOUS, I mean crazy-delicious, the kind of pancakes that are hard to get to the table because we keep wanting to eat them right out of the pan.They were immune to the curse, maybe because they go through the Vita-Mix, and since I’m a whiz with the Vita-Mix, my mojo with that appliance might be canceling out the curse.

I will keep trying. I will fight the curse!