It’s like 2:30 and I’m just now starting to get hungry for lunch. I had a pretty late breakfast, which is probably part of it. I think I ate around 9:30 this morning, once I got to work. I brought a banana, two hard boiled eggs and one of my chorizo links. Seriously, you guys. That’s a hell of a breakfast. I haven’t had any urges to snack at all, which is precisely what I was going for. I think I’ll get my lunch together shortly, and see how that treats me.
I have to say, I’m liking this. I remember I had done some similar meals before and felt great after eating them. Stayed full and satisfied for a good long while. They’re quick, too. I boil my eggs in batches of a dozen and eat two per weekday so a dozen will last me all week. The chorizo, which I know I should be pan-frying or grilling or something actually comes out delicious from the microwave at work so that makes things simpler, too. If I’m at home, and I have time, I’ll cook and eat my breakfast. But if I’m in a rush it’s nice to be able to toss some things in a tupper and bring them with me so I can eat at my desk. So anyway, I’m going to try to stick with this for a bit. I’ll probably mix up the meats (sausage patties, ham steak, bacon, etc.) but i really like doing a couple eggs for breakfast most days of the week. We get pastured eggs, so they’re just full of tons of good stuff, and keep me full for a long time. The only thing i don’t love about boiled eggs is the dry texture they tend to have, and that’s completely mitigated by adding some fatty meat to the mix. Perfection.
Also, I’ve been barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen the past few nights. Well, not actually barefoot. I was wearing my Chucks. And I’m not pregnant, technically. Funny story about that, though. My wife and I are like fairytale soulmates, and we’re kind of silly about it sometimes without even meaning to. Anyway, my wife refers to things like “our placenta” and the like without really meaning to. I think it’s adorable. So I’m not pregnant, even though I’m apparently part-owner of a placenta. Back to the story. I made lasagnas night before last and froze them, and last night I made a double batch of my world-famous gluten-free zuppa toscana. I say world famous because all the people who know about it live on the world. I’m pretty sure that counts. I’m trying to get this stuff prepped because our baby will be here literally any day now (we’re at 40 weeks + 2 today) and we don’t want to have to worry about cooking in the first few days of having him around. So we’ve got some food saved up now, that will hopefully last us for a while. I’m being optimistic and thinking I’ll still be up for doing a little basic food prep, but we’ll have to see.
I’ve also been talking with Heba of MyLifeinaPyramid in the comments of one of my other posts, and she’s gotten me all jazzed about raw milk again. She has a great post about her raw milk journey, and reading it has inspired me to get my proverbial butt in gear and figure out some local sources for my family. Here’s a quick recap of our own journey: My wife and I have always been lactose intolerant. Me, moreso than her. We got the tablets and those worked well most of the time for us. We got curious about doing raw dairy, and went to a meetup group about it to get some more info. Loved the people, loved the milk, but decided it wasn’t for us at that time. We just weren’t drinking much milk, so it didn’t seem to make sense. Time goes by. Then, I got into my whole paleo thing, we started buying grassfed dairy products and noticed that it didn’t make us sick, even without the tablets. Then, trying to go back to conventional dairy products, I felt even worse. Even with a lactase tablet, it would just make me incredibly sick to my stomach. So we’ve been doing that for a while now, trying and liking a lot of different brands of grassfed milk, butter and cheese. We’ve also found Kalona, which is low-temp vat pasteurized and non-homogenized. It’s not raw, but it’s about as close as we can get from a store. Anyway, since switching to the grassfed stuff and not needing the pills anymore, we actually go through a fair bit of milk. Not a ton, but much more than we used to. So it seems like it might be a good time to start looking into the raw thing again. I’m going to write an email to my local WAPF leader and see what info I can get. I’ll keep you all posted, of course.
Okay, I’m calling it a day. Thanks for reading!