It truly is embarrassing that my last post was so many months ago. It wasn't because I fell off the wagon, or stopped eating. It's definitely not because I stopped eating at restaurants. Come on, I am a die hard foodie... can't stop eating, can't stop going to swanky eateries. I blame two things. 1. Sometimes I move into a place mentally where I feel like I need to be more private (which is pretty terrible if you want to be a serious blogger like I do). I guess it's the crazy Greek traditionalist side of me, where you feel like you need to hide your life from lurking eyes. 2. My career has been crazy bananas. I am very grateful that I believe I am at a point where I am able to push myself professionally, be challenged daily, and use the skills that I have been working so very hard to develop over the past several years.
Last Month, Dean and I both completed our one year mark of this plant skinny journey. Dean down around 80 pounds, and me down still around 20 pounds. My goal was 30, but let's be real... even though I was eating plants and whole grains... I did continue to eat a heck of a lot of plants and whole grains. In January, I began eating fish about 1 to 2 times a week. In February I began to allow myself to eat some dairy. I don't drink milk, I don't buy any dairy really, but if there is some cheese in a sauce or some dairy in a meal that someone is serving I don't say no. I have bought one container of Greek yogurt (no regrets).
Dean has taken a different approach. After one year of zero meat and dairy, he decided what path he was going to take going forward. Dean is eating meat, has continued to eat zero dairy, and has eliminated grains. He has adopted an approach similar to the Paleo Diet.
That being said, it is impossible to cook again. IMPOSSIBLE. I have no idea how families cook and accommodate for family members that have drastically different dietary restrictions. I give moms/dads a lot of credit that work around their children's allergies and preferences. My experience growing up in my home "what was for dinner, was what was for dinner." My mom always worked, prepped our dinner as she was making breakfast. I wonder how that would have worked if I hadn't eaten meat in those days? Poor Anna!
I love eating primarily green. When I have tried bits of meat over the past year it hasn't excited me. On one occasion, I was quite disgusted by the texture and thought of ingesting a dead animal. I know! It's shocking to me too! I eat beans like nobody's business. Dean won't touch beans. I eat whole grain pasta and whole grain rice. Dean won't eat either. Dean wants me to cook him a steak, I look at the meat that I used to enjoy preparing and seasoning and I think it repugnant. I gag smelling meat cooking in an oven.
We are continuing to move forward, most importantly this past year has taught both Dean and I to give care to every morsel that we place in our mouth. And I continue to be convinced that eating from the ground is the best way to eat!
Thank you for reading and not giving up on me!