tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27709864180933561272024-03-19T00:45:12.096-07:00Girl meats PaleoEmilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09889928951747986297noreply@blogger.comBlogger87125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2770986418093356127.post-71719296824593006802014-03-10T19:30:00.000-07:002014-03-10T19:30:14.761-07:00A Pound of FleshIt felt like March 5th would never come and then when it was close at hand I wanted to do anything to postpone it. I spent that morning at the gym trying to work out any anxiety that I could then met Jeffrey on the Upper West Side at Holy Trinity Church for Ash Wednesday service. We were the only ones in there at the time and I really appreciated that we could sit alone and pray. During the imposition of ashes it is customary to say "remember you are dust and to dust you shall return." Message heard loud and clear!<br />
We went home to spend a little time together. Jeff managed to lull me into a cat nap much in the way a parent puts down a reluctant toddler, wrapping himself around me so that I could melt into him. It worked brilliantly and we made our way to Lenox Hill Hospital in as calm a state as possibly could be expected.<br />
The day prior a rep from the hospital had called and told me that I'd be checking in on the first floor then would be sent to the 3rd floor to Nuclear Medicine before heading up to Surgery on 10th. Instead I was told to go straight to 10th to check in (despite my assertions to the contrary) and upon arriving at the surgery check in I repeated that I should go to N.M. Instead I was told that I needed to answer some questions then Jeff could join me.<br />
I thought I was being led into an office room to answer medical questions but instead was shocked to be led into a large room with outdated curtains serving as "rooms" for patients all dressed in hospital gowns awaiting surgery. I sat there in what I now refer to as my Cancer Dress ( it is perfect for quickly undressing for these endless appointments) staring at old men. I've never felt like I didn't belong somewhere with more conviction. I'm healthy, young, happy....why am I in this glorified holding area with sick old men and Croc wearing hospital staff? It was a lot of reality to process and there o was left alone to stare it right in the face. Finally after more than half an hour someone seemed to take notice of me. I told her I was told I had to answer questions before I could have my husband. She said that wasn't necessary and would get him. Having him sit beside me made every difference.<br />
Nurses popped by to check vitals, ask me to pee in a cup, glamorous stuff like that. Then one finally came and was giving me the speech about what to expect in the O.R. She said it'd be just a few minutes more<br />
Um, I still haven't been to Nuclear Medicine!<br />
This seemed to be revolutionary news even though I'd been repeating it to anyone who would listen to me for 45 minutes. They called down to the 3rd floor and exclaimed that the staff down there was waiting for me and I needed to hurry down.....this is disturbing. Had I not done my own research and known what to expect, they'd have taken me into surgery without any idea of which lymph nodes to biopsy!<br />
Down in N.M. I met Dr.Sharf and his technician. They injected me with a radioactive dye directly above and below my melanoma site. Dr.S then massaged me to get the fluid going. There was a risk that because of my cancer's location it might not pick a direct route. Everyone drains to different lymph nodes,there is no hard and fast rule. This fluid is injected to show where my melanoma would have drained to in my body if it has indeed left the primary site. The idea is to isolate those specific lymph nodes and biopsy them to detect if spreading has occurred. Luckily the technique worked and the juice made a beeline for my right armpit. Dr.S held a wand up to me that beeped like a metal detector as it got closer and closer to the correct lymph nodes. I have to say it was pretty cool stuff and for at least a moment I was enthralled with modern medicine and my body's new Geiger counter skill.<br />
Back up to 10th and we met with the anesthesiologist. He listened kindly to my concerns about intubation and also gave me a patch to help with nausea front the anastesia . He promised me he'd been doing this for 22 years and only he would insert and remove the tube. Then I handed my glasses to Jeff and kissed him goodbye.<br />
I was led down a dark hallway into the bright, open OR. I could see the two tables I knew my body was meant for, since I'd be flipped from back to stomach and then on to my back again in order to operate on my head (basal cell), under arm (sentinel lymph node biopsy), and back (melanoma). Two men had their backs to me and one said hello, the Eastern European accent helped me determine that was my anesthesiologist. I stood there feeling small and scared. I remember a nurse taking my wrap off and guiding me to the table, politely holding the back of my dressing gown closed (though I was actually breaking the rule and was determined to keep my underwear on so no one saw my bottom when they flipped me). I layed down and Dr.Glasberg pulled my right arm out and started trying to locate the beeping lymph nodes. My left arm was pulled by the anesthesiologist as he looked for a vein. I realized I was flayed out in a cross and suddenly scenes of Passion of the Christ started running through my head! Someone was strapping my body in while another man was taping monitors to my chest. No one acknowledged me or spoke to me, I felt like a lab animal or a piece of meat waiting to be processed. So many strangers were touching me and yet no one saw me. It was horrible. I tried to muster out some words to my surgeon so at least he'd have to look at me but it wasn't very successful. Then the burn of the sleepy juice invaded my arm and an oxygen mask was put on my face. I began to cry and suck in air, refusing to close my eyes so they wouldn't mistake me for being out before I really was...<br />
...and then someone was calling my name and I knew it was over. I reached my hand down to make sure they hadn't cut off my underwear and was happy to discover I'd beaten the system :).<br />
I was freezing and my legs were shaking but no one noticed me. My arm hurt and I eventually started to groan to try and get a nurse to come over. It took a frustratingly long time to accomplish this task. I was given morphine and asked for my husband. Poor Jeff hadn't even been notified my surgery was over. The OR staff had just left and he was sitting in the waiting room worrying until I was able to get my bearings to request him.<br />
A few hours later and I was dismissed and have been home since. The Scop patch proved a Godsend as I never got nauseous and the Vicodin was enough to manage my pain. My arm is a bit useless for the time being and I can't wait to properly wash my hair but recovery has been better than expected. The worst was actually my sore muscles. It felt like id been hit my a crosstown bus. Perhaps this was from being flipped repeatedly? I dont know.<br />
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Tomorrow we meet with the surgeon for a follow up. Most importantly, we should be told the results of the biopsy. This is a crucial step in staging my melanoma. If the biopsy is negative then I am indeed Stage 1. If the cancer has spread then a much scarier, more treacherous road is ahead of us. I'm frightened out of my mind. Jeff will be with me and I'm so grateful for it. This is our diagnosis, it is our life together that could be ravaged. I can't really prepare myself but I will be grateful for this night where I am suspended halfway between hope and fear since tomorrow could bring a new awareness of weights we do not yet carry.Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09889928951747986297noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2770986418093356127.post-35891931052907801342014-02-27T08:23:00.000-08:002014-02-27T08:38:28.312-08:00My dermatologist went on vacation and all he brought me back was cancerJ and I went on a vacation down to Florida to play like children at Universal Studios and visit family and friends along the drive. We had the most magical time together. I was practically teary-eyed our last night at the Wizarding World of Harry Potter. We'd laughed and run through lines to ride roller coasters and see cheesy shows. Standing in the cool evening air with a Butterbeer in hand and HP music drifting all around I did not want to leave. All my cares had been tabled for the week, we were consumed with each other and our happiness. I can't remember so many days in a row of being filled with so much gratitude for the life I share with my husband.<br />
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As we drove from Orlando to Savannah for the last evening of our private getaway, my dermatologist called. I had been referred for a skin screening by my PCP in the Fall and had finally made an appointment for 2.12. The derm removed a spot on my head that he said was most likely just a patch of rough skin as well as a mole on my back that he said was a bit darker than the others. "don't wait for bad news, I don't think they'll turn out to be anything." Now I was suddenly being told that my biopsy results were not as assumed, "You have melanoma. You need to call Dr Glasberg to schedule surgery."<br />
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Less than a week later and I feel like I've aged 15 years. Since that initial call I have also been informed that the spot on my head is a Basal Cell Carcinoma. That's right, I've got TWO forms of skin cancer. I guess they were having a BOGO deal at the pathologist's office? I've met my surgeon and will be going under general anesthesia for a 1.5 hour surgery that will include two Wide Local Excisions to remove the cancers and surrounding healthy tissue as well as a Sentinel Lymph Node Biopsy. Basically radioactive blue liquid will be inserted to determine which lymph node(s) my melanoma would most likely have been able to infect with cancer cells. They will be biopsied during surgery and removed if cancer is found.<br />
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My heart is broken. How did we get here and what will come next keeps rolling through my mind. Surgery risks, scaring, recurrence, mestasis....death.<br />
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This day last week I was laughing with my husband on the Popeye water ride, today I'm trying to figure out what I want out of my life if there are only a few years left to us together.<br />
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If the surgery is successful and there is no mestasis to the lymph nodes then the percentage of Stage 1 melanoma survivors at 5 yrs is 98%. That is such a better number than so many others have, and people keep saying "you'll be okay." I don't feel okay. In my mind is the knowledge that for every 100 Emily's who are being told they will be okay there are two being buried in the ground and that 10 years out more will join them. I will do everything in my power to be healthy and proactive, but what if it isn't enough? How can I leave the love of my life when I've only just found him? This can't be real. Other people get cancer. People who use tanning beds or smoke, people who don't respect their bodies and fill them with crap food or dangerous drugs. And now people like me, because melanoma is merciless. Every 8 minutes someone in the US will be diagnosed with melanoma and one of us will die every hour. GET.SCREENED<br />
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My surgery will take place next Wednesday and then we will have more information. I will have another skin screening and biopsy more moles for good measure. For now it is a waiting game and trying to measure my tears with reassurance. I will continue to share this journey in hopes it helps me process what is happening and that it might spurn others to have their skin checked.<br />
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If you'd like to leave comments of encouragement or helpful advice about surgery and/or skin cancers then please feel very welcome. Stories of bad results and tragedy are not needed, it's hard enough to smile as it is right now. Thank you<br />
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<br />Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09889928951747986297noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2770986418093356127.post-30980424005208425422014-01-10T12:50:00.001-08:002014-01-10T12:50:30.136-08:00Little tweeks, big resultsLittle more than a week into my super clean committed eating and the results are quite impressive. In my early forays into Paleo the changes were slow to come. The scale didn't move much and although there was body composition changes (combined with CrossFit) I was frustrated that I wasn't seeing results akin to those vile 2AM infomercials. You know the ones...<div>
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Fruit is in no way a regular item. I bought some medjool dates but am treating them like rare gold nuggets. I allow myself to eat one and savor every bite. My goodness, with making fruit a rarity these babies taste like the best French pastry! It's an awesome consequence. </div>
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Those 2 tweeks plus lots of water and tea is really helping me. Being at home most days I would usually succumb to constant grazing but so far I'm really able to keep it together. I'm so motivated to meet my first goal of getting back into the 150's and that is just a few days' clean eating away :)</div>
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ALSO, if you're ever in Manhattan check out <a href="http://hukitchen.com/" target="_blank">HU KITCHEN</a>.<br />
<b>New York City's 1st PALEO RESTAURANT!!!!!!!!!! </b>Hu's team does a great job of really following Paleo food values. They even make their own almond milk so you won't find dairy or even carageenan anywhere. Their enchiladas are <i>fantastic</i> and they've got a great Thursday night Happy Hour with some pretty awesome beverages on tap including blackberry kombucha, which I have yet to try. It is pricey but the quality is there. If you need to eat clean and don't have time to prepare a meal then Hu Kitchen will keep you on the right path. I'm really proud of what co-owner <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2012/09/26/dining/taking-processing-out-of-take-away.html" target="_blank">Jordan</a> (great guy, super fun to tweet at so give it a try) has done with this place and look forward to their growth both in popularity and in expanding their hot menu offerings. Hu's success is a great sign that Paleo is becoming mainstream and we are going to make true and effective change to the health of so many.<br />
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Brunch of 2 organic eggs with 2 pieces of uncured bacon plus half a cup of coffee with some grassfed milk.<br />
Another organic orange and some dark chocolate.<br />
Dinner was an awesome melange of grassfed beef with onions, turnips, small organic potatoes from our CSA and so many awesome spices. Be well~*Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09889928951747986297noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2770986418093356127.post-15771914515471470622014-01-01T21:17:00.005-08:002014-01-02T10:36:10.624-08:00Happy New Year!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The winter holidays are coming to a close. For J and I it has been delightful. We spent almost 2 weeks fully together enjoying Manhattan in its glorious Christmas season. We also decided, somehow, not sure when the train derailed....to buy a bag of flour (a first for me in YEARS) and do some baking.<br /><br />
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We made biscuits with fried chicken and gravy.<br />
Blondies for a holiday party.<br />
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Scones two ways with lemon curd and clotted cream.<br />
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Not Paleo. Not even remotely healthy but oh so fun. Baking with traditional wheat flour is comfortably familiar to me. It's inexpensive, easy and for me serves as a creative outlet. Some people sketch. I bake. Hey, did I ever tell you that I won THE Bake Off contest for the Girl Scouts of the Colonial Coast in 4th grade? <b>Cuz I did and it was a huge deal.</b> Every year your age class would have a category (muffins, cookies, cakes, pies, etc) and each individual troop would have a baking contest. Those 1st place winners would then be entered into the annual bake off which included the winners from each troop in our whole region. Every year I wanted to win<b><i> so</i></b> badly but never seemed to make it. How my brown sugar topped blueberry muffins lost out to another girl's mealy yellow corn muffins still eludes me but I think it may have to do with the fact that the judges thought my mom was doing the baking for me and passed my Martha Stewart-esque creations over for a more believable entry *conspiracy*. But finally cake year ended up being my ticket to elementary school stardom. Everyone knew the cake category was THE one to win so when they called my name and I walked down that long auditorium to get my ribbon and gift while all of the girls cheered, damn it was good stuff. I was a very tall, very fat, very loud little girl. People don't give you standing ovations when you're that kid.So being the belle of the bakeoff for an afternoon meant everything to me. All that to say: I love baking. I'm good at it, my treats make people smile and give me compliments.<br />
<b>Too bad WHEAT = DEATH</b><br />
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2013 was the first year I made no weight loss resolutions. I was the thinnest I'd ever been thanks to the wedding stress (literally, pounds DROPPED in the months up to the big day thanks to my Hell on Earth <b>nightmarish</b> wedding vendors at The Obici House and Ava Clara Bridal. <i><b>Yes, they were that bad.</b></i> But before I go down that rabbit hole: No weight loss goal was a great feeling. I was 100+ pounds down and I could find my size in any store. I even planned to gain a bit of weight. People close to me felt I was a bit too small and my once buxom bosom was a thing of the past. A little bump up the scale wouldn't be such a bad thing. Trouble is I took way too much liberty and tasted my way around the 5 boroughs. It has been an awesome way to explore the city but I am feeling the consequences of the SAD diet and am all too happy to clean it up from now on.<br />
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OKAY, so, I'm up 25 pounds in 2013. Ouch. Oops. Did it to myself.<br />
What am I gonna do about it? Eat the way my body needs me to.<br />
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So today we shared organic eggs, avocado and uncured bacon for brunch.<br />
An organic orange was an afternoon snack.<br />
Dinner was wild sockeye salmon with peas and rice mac.<br />
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So that's me on this first day of the new year. Aiming for transparency, honesty about my feats and failures along the road back to ideal health and hopefully a few tasty food finds. Be well~*<br />
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<br />Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09889928951747986297noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2770986418093356127.post-22634494080201038602013-05-15T19:58:00.004-07:002013-05-15T19:58:51.803-07:00Savory Slow Cooker Short RibsLiving in Manhattan isn't easy. You work A LOT so that you can afford the crazy <a href="http://youtu.be/rHEitsYJnmw" target="_blank">sky high rent </a> and then by the time that and the basics (student loans!) are paid there isn't much left with which to indulge. I'm primarily in charge of grocery shopping and menu planning in our home so this is an area I look to for conservative spending. We eat a LOT of grass-fed ground beef ($6 per lb) as well as some chicken, bacon, canned salmon or maybe a filet of fish to shake things up. If it's clean and cheap it's getting served for dinner. This being the case, we don't get to eat much steak these days. When the Food Emporium was going out of business we stopped by the usually overpriced "gourmet" shop on the Upper West Side to snag a bargain. Happily, everything was discounted including meat so I grabbed up the last of the lamb as well as a pack of beef short ribs. Originally these were intended for a recipe from <a href="http://www.theclothesmakethegirl.com/wellfed/" target="_blank">Well Fed</a> but I got tired of waiting to amass the various ingredients and just went for it!<div>
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You'll be using two dishes for this one. The first is a <b>skillet</b> where the seasoning and browning is accomplished. I used a hefty scoop of <a href="http://www.tropicaltraditions.com/" target="_blank">Tropical Traditions Coconut Oil</a>, got it nice and hot, then placed the ribs in, <b>Salt</b> and <b>Pepper</b> the raw sides before their turn in the oily hot tub. This process took about 10 minutes as I gave each of the 6 sides of the ribs a chance to brown. Towards the end of the process I sprinkled on <b>Red Pepper Flakes </b>and dried <b>Thyme </b>leaves. </div>
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Now for the easiest bit! Set the timer for at least<b> 3 hours to as much as 5 hours</b> and walk away. When you come back all of those herbs will have mixed together to create a heavenly smell in your kitchen, the fat and tomato sauce mix will be dancing together and the ribs will be in a state of thoroughly cooked-ness. At 3.3 hours our ribs were falling off of the bone but the meat was firm yet tender. If you want it to melt away in shreds then leave it be for a few more hours. Personally, we enjoyed being raucous cannibals with the chunks. I'd been liberal with the red pepper flakes so there was a nice warm burn that came at the end of each bite without being super spicy and the defining character of the dish. All of those carrots will be delicious so make sure to eat those up as well. To increase the veggie load these will be great with smashed cauliflower or maybe a sweet potato with some melted ghee. Since J had made some spicy. Eastern seasoned cauliflower we used that as a quick side plus an organic green salad of spinach and kale. Twas YUMMY, easy and a fun mix up from our routine. Let me know how this one works out for you and what modifications you made for your family's dinner. Eat well~*</div>
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Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09889928951747986297noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2770986418093356127.post-52685283814481331602013-02-14T13:51:00.002-08:002013-02-15T05:26:00.487-08:00V-Day QuickieOk, I have less than an hour to get prettified for my sweet husband who is about to whisk me off for an evening of romance. BUT I just HAVE to share this with you:<br />
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<b> PALEO CHOCOLATE MOUSSE </b><br />
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I realize this is already out there 100 fold in the blogosphere but for whatever reason I didn't know about it so maybe you don't either. If you're dealing with some serious cravings for an indulgent dessert and you're trying to be a goo dlil cave person and not even dip in to dairy then this is it.<br />
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No measuring necessary, just eyeball it to your taste and how much you want to scarf down. And this is yummiest when eaten cold.<br />
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DEVOUR & REPEAT Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09889928951747986297noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2770986418093356127.post-81912352831726466262013-02-12T19:36:00.002-08:002013-02-12T19:36:31.178-08:00Mardi Gras (in my belly)<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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I am massively susceptible to suggestion. This week combines both the celebratory awesomeness of Fat Tuesday & Valentine's Day. I'm subconsciously being driven mad to overindulge, especially on dessert. AND, because it is the aforementioned Carnival USA-style, I am compelled to believe that I totally deserve to indulge.<br />
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Well I don't, but I did. There was an ice cream incident today that I'm not ready to go in to. Happierly (heck yes, made a new word) I also concocted a super indulgent yet nutritionally acceptable dinner for the sweet hubs.<br />
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Seriously, I pulled EVERY form of fatty dairy out of our fridge and used it to make a rice mac n cheese (Munster, Brie, grass-fed Cheddar. Cabot butter and Kerrygold unsalted). Brussels sprouts were sauteed in Hudson Valley duck fat. But the centerpiece of delectable yumminess was Lea Valle's <a href="http://paleospirit.com/2013/paleo-buffalo-chicken-nuggets/" target="_blank">Paleo Buffalo Chicken Nuggets</a>. The recipe was spot on and really easy to execute. We didn't have any Frank's Red Hot on hand but there was a small bottle of Tabasco (going with the Louisiana theme!) that I subbed in and WOO were these babies spicy and on the money for flavor. Plus, ground chicken is really affordable even here in Manhattan.I served a small side of strong blue cheese & artichoke dip as a cooling side and because it just seemed appropriate. J seemed pleased with the line up and we both filled up very quickly on such rich fare. This is definitely not a meal to repeat weekly but we both did agree after licking our plates that we're ready to lighten up. Well, after the 14th of course ;)<br />
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<br />Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09889928951747986297noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2770986418093356127.post-86656614503075150122013-02-11T19:11:00.001-08:002013-02-11T19:11:36.601-08:00A Case of the Mondays, or better yet: COMBATING THEM<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Today I woke up after only 5 hours of sleep looking toward a long shift on a rainy day. I had to do TWO bank runs for the business, work even longer than scheduled and missed my night's free movie screening because I don't have any close friends in town yet that wanted to come along, plus work ran late so I missed the chance to go alone. One would think this could be summed up as a bad day, but it wasn't. I had a good Monday.<br />
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Perspective, attitude, optimism. We hear these buzz words over and over. Often we are told that life is how we approach it, not what happens to us. I guess that's true though sometimes it is just damn hard to push through the muck.<br />
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It doesn't work every time but if we can remind ourselves to keep pushing through then we're almost guaranteed to gain some ground, at least much more than if we just stand there frowning at the challenge. <br />
<br />Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09889928951747986297noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2770986418093356127.post-90251523938578432412013-02-08T19:46:00.003-08:002013-02-08T19:46:28.129-08:00BLIZZARD!<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Well, "Winter Storm Nemo" was threatening to be a behemoth but is shaping up as more of a welcomed excuse to head home early on a Friday. The snow is falling and plentiful in Manhattan but isn't threatening to trap us all in our buildings. As much as I'd love to have all of tomorrow to be cozy with my J, it looks like work will be all systems go.<br />
Blustery winter days seem to entreat a hearty meal. I wholeheartedly offer <a href="http://www.marksdailyapple.com/beef-burgundy-recipe/" target="_blank">Mark's Beef Burgundy</a> as an absolutely delicious recipe to try out. it's incredibly rich with delicious chunks of beef in a salty think sauce. It cooks slowly over the course of a few hours, asking only to be tended to a few times throughout the day. Being that many of us are seeking respite from biting winds anyway, what's a few trips in to the kitchen? This is a great one to practice, master and incorporate into your rotation of winter warm-ups.<br />
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I've got this hang up where if I can't do something PERFECTLY then I shy
away from it outright. It's a really wanky tick and completely self
sabotaging but it seems to be my schtick.It was a recurring excuse when it came to my weight loss based on the premise that I hadn't begun my new diet (whatever it was at the time) on an even date, usually the first of the month. Yes, silliness. And so the same has persisted with my blogging. Indeed I was very busy wedding planning and then getting married and then cutting my hair ;) followed by MOVING to NYC and starting a bold and brand new life with my wonderful husband...all great excuses for getting sidetracked. Yet always, always it has been n my mind that I should be writing. After we began to make our home together Jeffrey told me how much he wanted me to get back to writing. And I have shyer away from it because I didn't know where to start. "I have to talk about our wedding first." A month later, "I need to review this Fall festival fare before I can go into holiday cooking." Well with those ever increasing limitations I seemed to be digging a grave for my blogging desires. So we'll start here and now. It's Lent! I'm promising to write every day. Let's see where this road leads.Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09889928951747986297noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2770986418093356127.post-55111503048591146362012-08-30T21:56:00.002-07:002012-08-30T21:56:59.998-07:00ROAD TRIP!My amazing bridesmaids are whisking me away to Atlantic City for a weekend of bachelorette goodness!<br />
As the wedding is 15 days away (OHMYGOODNESS) I am trying to stay on track so that my very unforgiving wedding dress will fit come "I Do" day. Road trips always used ot be my excuse to pig out on fast food. I loved a Hardee's Chicken Biscuit or grabbing a Dary Queen Blizzard. Well, no more. No more poison and no more crap. To fuel our journey I've packed mostly Paleo goodness that I hope my ladies will enjoy as much as I do. On board for this weekend is:<br />
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<li>Bananas </li>
<li>Coconut water</li>
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<li>Organic apple sauce</li>
<li>Dried peaches</li>
<li>Potato chips cooked in olive oil</li>
<li>Lightly salted, roasted almond,</li>
<li>Larabar</li>
<li>Pecan crackers </li>
<li>Dark chocolate PB (all natural atleast)</li>
<li>Pork Rinds, oh yes, we're going there!</li>
<li>Organic beef jerky and turkey jerky</li>
<li> Apple Cider Vinegar for general wellness, vitamins and fish oil</li>
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Yum yum! What do you like to travel with when traveling and keeping it clean? Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09889928951747986297noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2770986418093356127.post-80367550770241072572012-06-12T06:48:00.000-07:002012-06-12T06:48:01.562-07:00<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Oh, hey look, I have a blog! How is everyone's 2012 going? Mine is a whirlwind! Exciting news: in March Jeffrey proposed!!! Our wedding is in mid-September so we're halfway through the engagement period. It has been a very interesting experience: emotional roller coaster, surreal and STRESSFUL.<br />
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It's silly that the most joyous day of one's life would drive a girl so absolutely bonkers. I've allowed subconscious anxiety to creep up on me and it has effected my sleep patterns, diet and daily activities. Panic attacks, clammy hands, racing heart beat and stomach aches: ridiculousness. I finally decided that I have to be brave within and push through. I've always been open about periodic anxiety, but I consistently succumb to the physical reactions. This time I'm taking a cue from my great aunt who is living with leukemia: the woman never complains. I am hoping that by asserting my inner strength I can override the scary things that happen when my self panics. In the past week since adopting this mentality it has really helped. I'm not mean to myself, but I remind my consciousness that life is beautiful, I am well and the day will go on beautifully. This won't work for everyone, but it's always best when you can take control of a manifested situation.<br />
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I've been much more strict with my diet lately, avoiding excess sugar as much as possible hoping that the healthier my body is the less I can let myself worry about. Do you have issues with anxiety and/or panic disorders? Do you feel that a Primal or Paleo diet has impacted those reactions? Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09889928951747986297noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2770986418093356127.post-54474471722269997112011-10-13T06:46:00.000-07:002011-10-13T12:03:40.696-07:00Bonjour mes Amis!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlDF29OaM1nzz6O_Pc3DIXVQ1M-WwFTTpiewZ4qVtzPX3dWeRndQLwGB5kVtMNmVok7ovDrKb8AGS7O6VK0vRofSh-K5_SMbO23phG20rPhGrJIm9lQqmb5y7GxtOf7RyBKHFTOp2_hNM/s1600/beachfr.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlDF29OaM1nzz6O_Pc3DIXVQ1M-WwFTTpiewZ4qVtzPX3dWeRndQLwGB5kVtMNmVok7ovDrKb8AGS7O6VK0vRofSh-K5_SMbO23phG20rPhGrJIm9lQqmb5y7GxtOf7RyBKHFTOp2_hNM/s400/beachfr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663054048738803026" border="0" /></a><br />I'm Alive! Whew, been gone far too long but my oh my what an adventure it has been. About a month after my last post I was offered a position to sing in a music festival in France. So I upped and quite my job, hopped on a plane and spent the summer overseas.<br /><br />Now I'm home and trying to re-acclimate to life here. I've scrounged up a few PT jobs (thankfully they're both pretty fun ones) and am slowly getting back to my old schedule. I haven't returned to CrossFit since moving home and that's pooey. I thought I would be back in the box the week after I got back but the laziness generated by temporary unemployment and a pansy-a$$ fear of having to start all over with my body conditioning have kept me from rolling up and getting down to the 3...2...1... <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">"Excuses are a heavier burden than any barbell."</span><br /><br />Good News: I've convinced my family to go Paleo for 3o days!!!!! They are on day 4 and dealing with it ok. The finite rules seems to be escaping them and they certainly aren't gung-ho about this but I think that as time progresses they will see that the food going in truly affects not just the waistline but the whole body.<br /><br />Need some motivation? These guys seem pretty enthusiastic about <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cO8vY8bmt0U&feature=player_embedded">what you eat.</a><br /><br />So now that I'm home and no longer under the regime of <a href="http://girlmeatspaleo.blogspot.com/2011/05/is-it-friday-yet-yes.html">evil firewall land</a>, I hope you'll join me in continuing to reach for healthy goals and cooking up delicious things.<br /><br />Who has a Fall/Winter goal to achieve?Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09889928951747986297noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2770986418093356127.post-14913761256021432962011-05-20T05:03:00.001-07:002011-05-20T05:17:24.782-07:00Is it Friday yet? YES!!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioog2DoG4q5InyyzMnBg_IufC67YnRM2WVOcgeiDetFTOopkDEnu7CVjtj5GSwvht9UJbmAA3Ym9g4YEnB9uUXI9do_bbdfKuc-RWZnPgIcao1sgIrj2d79y7al8tLM0SktirqAfrpAAA/s1600/lol-cats_cant-get-into-teh-interwebs.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioog2DoG4q5InyyzMnBg_IufC67YnRM2WVOcgeiDetFTOopkDEnu7CVjtj5GSwvht9UJbmAA3Ym9g4YEnB9uUXI9do_bbdfKuc-RWZnPgIcao1sgIrj2d79y7al8tLM0SktirqAfrpAAA/s400/lol-cats_cant-get-into-teh-interwebs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608770522638724450" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Seems I've let the bulk of the week go by with no posts. Corporate updated our Firewall at work and now none of us can access any of the fun sites and that includes no Blogger.com<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I was horrified.</span><br /><br />My favorite co-worker and I are seeking a way to circumvent this Berlin Wall of web communication: freedom will come soon my friends.<br /><br />It's been a good week. Not that life has been amazing but more that I've been reaping the fruits of my efforts. The scale has moved down by 2lbs which has refreshed my fervor to attain my ultimate goal. I've also been making it a priority to get more sleep. #killyourtv has been a contributing factor plus I've been avoiding the interwebs directly before bed time. Having averaged 7 hours a night it has been so much easier to get up for my 5am WODS and face the work day.<br /><br />The office staff is going out for lunch today on the company dime so I picked a steakhouse. It may not be grass-fed but alteast I managed to divert them away from talk of Hooters. Now how tacky would it be to order the filet mignon?<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">All the best: Go conquer the day!<br /></div>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09889928951747986297noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2770986418093356127.post-64731756691763513912011-05-16T10:20:00.000-07:002011-05-16T10:33:15.652-07:00Weekend Wrap-Up<p class="ecxMsoNormal">It didn’t rain on Saturday. The weather was actually quite lovely. My knee-jerk reaction was that I should go out and work in the yard or go ahead and clean my car <i style="">but</i> (with a little help from Jeffrey) I stayed true to the plan.</p><p class="ecxMsoNormal">By early afternoon we set to the task of re-creating Mark Sisson’s <a href="http://www.marksdailyapple.com/beef-burgundy-recipe/">primal take on Boeuf Bourguigno</a><a href="http://www.marksdailyapple.com/beef-burgundy-recipe/">n</a>. The only diversion from Julia Child’s original recipe is to substitute almond flour. We were also sure to use unsalted <a href="http://www.kerrygold.com/usa/media_general_1.php">Kerrygold butter</a> and grass-fed stew meat. Since J is not a fan of traditional bacon I bought beef bacon. It seemed to be a good substitute, though the product is far leaner than it's porky counterpart. Mid-cooking we mad<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7_YPV0htkLHB-AHlcDdfdcA30I2_rZrwu0-S9NGoaaqkceklj305UsNcrllBef44wVZFGsCPgPWiNSuJ0JIY8qRnb92WhbBjIr36C86vQr3afyFyDc0mQxq_Q9BWtMQH335j4cewPPK4/s1600/IMAG0006.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7_YPV0htkLHB-AHlcDdfdcA30I2_rZrwu0-S9NGoaaqkceklj305UsNcrllBef44wVZFGsCPgPWiNSuJ0JIY8qRnb92WhbBjIr36C86vQr3afyFyDc0mQxq_Q9BWtMQH335j4cewPPK4/s320/IMAG0006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607367773787096050" border="0" /></a>e the unlucky discovery that the mushrooms I’d bought the day before had gone quite bad. Everyone at home forbade me to run out to the store (probably because I was supposed to be taking it easy?) so I was only able to include one third of the recipe’s actual mushroom requirement. In the end we had a delicious meal (I'm enjoying the leftovers right now *yum*). I do think it would have benefitted from more shrooms and I’d definitely use a low sodium beef broth next time. Another idea from the taste testers was to use a bit more butter in the cooking process and perhaps serve the dish alongside smashed cauliflower. As is, our meal was full-bodied and very satisfying. <span style=""> </span>It was a lengthy process but not difficult. During the in-oven cooking time we all sat outside and played card games. It was such a wonderful day, as indulgent as the dinner. After such a luxurious weekend I have decided to make this a priority in the future. I’m so much more rested and Monday doesn’t feel like a slap in the face. Plus, the opportunity to play with more complicated recipes is very attractive. How did you spend your weekend?</p>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09889928951747986297noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2770986418093356127.post-46563672053892217422011-05-13T17:42:00.000-07:002011-05-13T17:50:24.531-07:00Is Jason Voorhees a fan of Paleo?<p class="ecxMsoNormal">It’s Friday the 13<sup>th</sup><span style=""> </span>I wonder if Freddy Keugel will haunt my dreams? </p> <p class="ecxMsoNormal">“I see SAD people.”</p> <p class="ecxMsoNormal">All bad Paleo joking aside, <b style="">Happy Friday!</b> We’ve made it to the weekend; two whole days to do with as we like. Personally, my weekends tend to be a whirlwind of chores, church and social events. I rarely score a full 8 hours of rest each night and tend to bluster in to Monday quite fulfilled from the good times but partly drained by my whirling dervish ways. </p> <p class="ecxMsoNormal">It’s vitally important to embrace rest. Our society loves to compare accomplishments by way of self-flagellation. Have you ever noticed that if you casually mention you were up late the night before working on a project then someone is all too quick to retort “I only slept 3 hours last night, was cleaning my whole house <span style="font-style: italic;">and</span> writing the next great American novel!”</p> <p class="ecxMsoNormal">Accomplishment is a wonderful thing. What are we here for if not to produce a product; be it a family or mastery of one’s chosen career? Every day I try to move forward, to improve my body, my mind and my relationships. I wasted too many years losing the days in a whirlwind of mindless television and binge eating. Today, I’m not perfect, but I am ever improving and having the most wonderful time. Each day is vital, a chance to evolve, and I keep that as encouragement not to lose momentum. Conversely, we can take that zeal too far.</p> <p class="ecxMsoNormal">Rest is essential. Our bodies require sleep to function at optimum levels. But beyond that, our brains need down time too. 8 hours in bed and 16 hours of cooking, cleaning, working, exercising, hand shaking, party hopping, baby wrangling…..it’s taxing! And day after day of this, even with RX’d sleep, will render you exhausted in many facets. Eventually we must be honest with ourselves. Productivity feels great but machines we are not. <b style=""><i style="">Be willing to say no</i></b>. Admit that you need to skip a party to pull on your pj’s and read a book instead. Realize that a missed workout is not a terrible thing if it’s occasional. Allow yourself to be fragile at times.</p> <p class="ecxMsoNormal">Tomorrow in my region thunderstorms are predicted. Initially I furrowed my brow and pondered how it would affect my day’s flurry of planned activities. Now, I have resolved to rest. I’m ignoring my planner and instead it will be a day of slow movement and <a href="http://www.marksdailyapple.com/beef-burgundy-recipe/">slow cooking</a>. Yes, there are chores that need to be done and my car requires some serious cleaning out but so does my brain. It’s going to be a day of <a href="http://www.npr.org/2011/04/28/135550848/first-listen-fleet-foxes-helplessness-blues">good music</a> and quality time with the people in my life. </p> <p class="ecxMsoNormal">Whatever is on the books for you this weekend I hope you’ll grant yourself a few moments of stillness, then go conquer the world. Enjoy~*<br /></p>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09889928951747986297noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2770986418093356127.post-49405355320210926832011-05-12T08:23:00.000-07:002011-05-13T17:58:08.489-07:00And the winner is<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeUrTWHCwoUXDCpMO5i55KvZAqNOMUebDLZ814ix-ZrhptfaUw2lXxLkIB8-IYy7fIuvnPLb1WtL-yCTpUNfAKmV5LamedTDasZAnpPPO6a4DeowNXVb0Ky8BTjdkt6DIWmN465UQW2V8/s1600/paleostix.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeUrTWHCwoUXDCpMO5i55KvZAqNOMUebDLZ814ix-ZrhptfaUw2lXxLkIB8-IYy7fIuvnPLb1WtL-yCTpUNfAKmV5LamedTDasZAnpPPO6a4DeowNXVb0Ky8BTjdkt6DIWmN465UQW2V8/s400/paleostix.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605850354453531474" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >ERIN! </span><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><br /></span></div>Congratulations, you're the winner of FIVE packs of Grass-fed Paleo Stix from <a href="http://www.stevesoriginal.com/">Steve's Original</a>.<br /><br />Thank you to everyone who entered and for your very kind comments, I hope you'll all feel welcome to keep chiming in feedback whenever you pop by.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://nourishedmeadow.com/">Erin</a>, please disclose your mailing address to me and your goodies will be on their way! operaismyopium@hotmail.comEmilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09889928951747986297noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2770986418093356127.post-87701484288773477512011-05-11T11:43:00.000-07:002011-05-13T13:38:16.081-07:00Last Chance<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Happy Wednesday Everyone!<br /></span></div><br />I hope the weather is as gorgeously sunny where you are as it is for us. I ache to be outside 24/7 with these warm, breezy days. Never has the unnatural circumstance of a chair and fluorescent lights been more evident to me.<br /><br /><br />This is just a reminder that there is ONE DAY left to enter the <a href="http://girlmeatspaleo.blogspot.com/2011/05/giveitaway-giveitaway-giveitaway.html">FREE GIVEAWAY</a> for Steve's Original Grassfed Paleo Stix. Just comment <a href="http://girlmeatspaleo.blogspot.com/2011/05/giveitaway-giveitaway-giveitaway.html">here</a> and tomorrow I'll announce the lucky winner. No gimmicks, no mandatory blog following, just a thank you for popping by and a reminder that <a href="http://twitter.com/#%21/GirlMeatsPaleo">Girl Meats Paleo</a> is now hanging about on <a href="http://twitter.com/#%21/GirlMeatsPaleo">Twitter</a>.<br /><br /><br />Make this day a great one. Express gratitude to the people in your life, hug somebody, move your limbs and eat whole foods. Enjoy it~*Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09889928951747986297noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2770986418093356127.post-6202563740572759462011-05-10T07:48:00.000-07:002011-05-11T04:53:08.401-07:00Chicken Tostadas<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLQvrTzZCge7vEdRtKcdjReekwV45q81tDhEW3vH3nWF7XspEb7lhQyVWl7bhaBH5cXa-WLxeHBNQvmGaT5XLy33GjYRACP65n_G6jlCRx1W5siI_W7CKTNqsbIOEax5k98IbQl78uHuk/s1600/IMG_0335.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLQvrTzZCge7vEdRtKcdjReekwV45q81tDhEW3vH3nWF7XspEb7lhQyVWl7bhaBH5cXa-WLxeHBNQvmGaT5XLy33GjYRACP65n_G6jlCRx1W5siI_W7CKTNqsbIOEax5k98IbQl78uHuk/s320/IMG_0335.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605424432435057554" border="0" /></a><br />Still can't get the awesomeness of Jeffrey's Cinco de Mayo dinner off my mind. It was so delicious and satisfying. If you're craving a meal that is muy delicioso try this one out. There are a few steps but it's really worth the effort when the craving for a Mexi night comes along.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Tortillas</span> (per tort<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxWkKde7ZW8o7b0g9Jnl70heKdND5cj5ZU5B7MUQmpp4IGaxyqR8hdcimypg0PaCv8OwsgT92GJXpvHY4p6ROpUOHmsPKVy-PBS7LKjWtMYedi508yOU1oTZ7rqtG-HgHqgGvlWub-Y78/s1600/IMG_0327.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxWkKde7ZW8o7b0g9Jnl70heKdND5cj5ZU5B7MUQmpp4IGaxyqR8hdcimypg0PaCv8OwsgT92GJXpvHY4p6ROpUOHmsPKVy-PBS7LKjWtMYedi508yOU1oTZ7rqtG-HgHqgGvlWub-Y78/s200/IMG_0327.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605424644328388034" border="0" /></a>illa, J prepared three):<br />2 heaping tablespoons/3 tablespoons of almond meal<br />2 egg whites<br />Olive oil<br /><br />Combine almond flour and egg whites, slowly adding water and whisk until mixture is less than lumpy and not quite runny.<br />Pour a capful (J's favorite measuring implement) of oil into your skillet to lightly coat the surface<br />Once pan is warm add mixture and use a spatula to spread it thinly<br />After 1 minute on high heat, flip tortilla to other side<br />When golden brown on each side place on paper towel to cool<br />*these are heartier and will only become so thin, expect it to be more like a pancake's thickness which makes them perfect for those hearty toppings<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Yummy</span>:<br />Whole chicken<br />1/2 white onion, julienned<br />1/2 each of a red, yellow and green bell pepper<br />8 0z (half carton) of sliced mushrooms, try button or baby bella<br />Red pepper flakes<br />Chili powder<br />Paprika<br />Fresh cilantro<br /><br />Bake chicken, or grab a quick a rotisserie bird at the local store, then strip the meat excluding the breasts (save these for another meal)<br />In skillet, saute bell pepper medley, onions, and mushrooms until softened.<br />Add red pepper flakes, chili powder, paprika, and cilantro . These amounts are unspecified, cater them to your tastes. Now finish cooking the veggies before incorporating chicken meat for a final stir.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6ToVlCobFURYd5BAb8n5P5RgctiOKwZLG-QYkyaPVHmX4qfzFoCkF7WRHEdFBehzu7Yd7uodj2FFKuIRy8WeBRQBaT5ddYGETNn11x0wZR7xJonrm-biVzb2ZYnr-DlKT_2AnRezFwLw/s1600/IMG_0329.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6ToVlCobFURYd5BAb8n5P5RgctiOKwZLG-QYkyaPVHmX4qfzFoCkF7WRHEdFBehzu7Yd7uodj2FFKuIRy8WeBRQBaT5ddYGETNn11x0wZR7xJonrm-biVzb2ZYnr-DlKT_2AnRezFwLw/s200/IMG_0329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605425077993057250" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Assembly:</span><br />1/3 lb sliced Habanero cheddar cheese<br />fresh chives<br /><br />Place tortillas on a baking sheet and top with half of the cheese<br />Pile on the chicken&veggie mixture then top with remaining cheese slices<br />Add a few long strands of chives and place in oven at 350 for 15 minutes or until cheese is well melted on top. <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">This recipe serves 3. We plated it along with a refreshing guacamole salad. The third tostada made for an excellent lunch the next day at work, it warmed-up fabulously.</span> Enjoy~*Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09889928951747986297noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2770986418093356127.post-12469659324483851402011-05-08T04:50:00.001-07:002011-05-08T05:01:14.203-07:00Happy Mother's Day<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5p73vA51uQzyV63YBV8UrtfqBZk-yEMbp-q2ZkeisWMQ_9jL1knO1aszkTJVl9bSGu3QNKZy7rlaS_qUBBJtyURFQYyN4Vwny4I8NVI37cqkdYhtTUe-q3t97bRegzwQk5FUIa2S7wwU/s1600/mothers+day+2.png"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5p73vA51uQzyV63YBV8UrtfqBZk-yEMbp-q2ZkeisWMQ_9jL1knO1aszkTJVl9bSGu3QNKZy7rlaS_qUBBJtyURFQYyN4Vwny4I8NVI37cqkdYhtTUe-q3t97bRegzwQk5FUIa2S7wwU/s320/mothers+day+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604313103082238354" border="0" /></a><br />To the women who cook Paleo and Primal for your families, thank you. You refuse to pass off poisonous fast food to your children. By shopping Farmer's Markets and researching where your meat is produced you are stimulating the local economy and encouraging sustainable farming. Your children are learning to be informed consumers, to appreciate food. All of this effort promotes a person who is not only whole in body but in spirit because when you feed someone <span style="font-style: italic;">good</span> things it says "you have value, you have worth." Thank you for not passing the buck, exclaiming you're too busy or that it's too hard. You defy the status quo. Your families are so blessed to have informed, vigilant moms like you~*Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09889928951747986297noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2770986418093356127.post-19021668280998924022011-05-06T11:38:00.000-07:002011-05-06T12:14:55.668-07:00So you ate cheese?Happy Friday! I hope everyone had a fun Cinco de Mayo. Obvious Paleo-friendly meals to fit the theme would be fajitas (sans tortilla) or carnitas (no arroz, gracias). Maybe this is what you ate and maybe you pounced on the chips and salsa, washing it down with a margarita. It's all bueno, today is a new day. <br /><br />J prepared a delicious treat for me. Originally the goal was chicken enchiladas though we decided that in the end he had created more of a tostada-esque meal. It was SO GOOD. He's been practicing his almond meal tortilla recipe and I think it lent itself fabulously to this dish. We both had wide grins on our faces as we tucked into a dinner that kicked the pants off of anything we could have ordered in a restaurant.<br /><br />We did go over into Primal territory by including cheese in our meal. There weren't gobs of it, but some. I personally don't feel like I blew the diet by eating some dairy. But I will say that my tummy was aware of the foreign invader when I went in for my early morning WOD. Which brings me around the bush to today's recipe: Chia & Prune Pudding.<br /><br />Yes, as in<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tzY7qQFij_M"> Ch-ch-ch-CHIA</a>. It's a fun little seed I picked up at Wegman's after seeing it appear on several RAW food blogs. Now, there are conflicting theories on Chia's usefulness but I'm not looking to it as a source of Omega-3's. I just think it's cool.<br /><br />Ya see, chia seeds can absorb up to 9x their weight in liquid! They also have this magical knack of making the liquid you put them in turn thicker and gelatinous. Thus they lend themselves perfectly for making fun treats like puddings. <br /><br />If you're wondering why I prattled on about last night's queso here's the chia/cheese link: these little seeds will, erm, <span style="font-style: italic;">move</span> you. For that reason I limit my intake to one Tablespoon a day. More is perfectly safe, I just don't feel a need to push it. (no pun intended!)<br /><br />If I haven't scared you off with my bathroom humor then please grab some seeds and try your hand at this happy little treat. Personally, I find my daily dose to be creamy and refreshing.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Chia & Prune Pudding</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><br />1 Tbl. chia seeds<br />3 prunes<br />1/2 cup So Delicious unsweetened coconut milk<br />1/4 tsp. vanilla<br />cinnamon<br /><br /><br />Mix chia, coconut milk and vanilla together in a bowl. Add sliced prunes. Stir again, sprinkle with cinnamon and walk away. You can eat your pudding in 10 minutes when the seeds have absorbed some of the liquid. However, I like to leave mine overnight. The next morning it is fully absorbed and the prunes have also plumped up from the milk and vanilla all while imparting their natural sweetness into the mix. It's yummy, satisfying and maybe a little bit beneficial. Just be sure to give it a good stir one more time before digging in. ENJOY~*Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09889928951747986297noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2770986418093356127.post-58906873237789773352011-05-05T06:35:00.000-07:002011-05-05T06:54:47.241-07:00Giveitaway, Giveitaway, Giveitaway, Giveitaway Now!<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >Anybody want some free food? </span><br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhArUkRtW8SjQtiioPnegp-4nZisaxgPSw8vxwiFNWd5oMnoCIczVNOMh586sRR18dMkHiYm_f3TUkLo9h3x5jQD3W9gmBfkUZKqBmFUanBTx8Ac6pakc9K9k83WUXyU0VK3K88_9QpoKk/s1600/index.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 181px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhArUkRtW8SjQtiioPnegp-4nZisaxgPSw8vxwiFNWd5oMnoCIczVNOMh586sRR18dMkHiYm_f3TUkLo9h3x5jQD3W9gmBfkUZKqBmFUanBTx8Ac6pakc9K9k83WUXyU0VK3K88_9QpoKk/s320/index.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603229770769295810" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">I've got some <a href="http://stevesoriginal.com/cart/Grass-Fed-Paleostix/">Grass-Fed Paleo Stix</a> from the good people at<a href="http://www.stevesoriginal.com/"> Steve's Original</a>. These protein packed pipes are comprised of the same lean</span> grass-fed beef used in their legendary Paleo Kits. It's mixed with some spices and presented to you in the fashion of a Slim Jim only not made of CAFO beef and assorted unpleasantness. It's a great source of portable protein~*<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">What's the catch?</span><br /><br />There isn't one, I just like to feed my friends. It's my way of celebrating the fact that <a href="http://twitter.com/#%21/GirlMeatsPaleo">GirlMeatsPaleo</a> has finally joined the modern world on Twitter! But no, you don't have to friend me, tweet this, follow the blog or jump through any other hoops to get the goodies. Yes, I'd LOVE for you to link up with me so we can continue to share knowledge, support and recipes but if you just want to eat and run that's okay too. Comment on this post and I'll announce the winner in ONE WEEK: Thursday May 12, 2011.<br /><br />Happy Cinco de Mayo, thanks for <a href="http://twitter.com/#%21/GirlMeatsPaleo">connecting</a>!Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09889928951747986297noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2770986418093356127.post-58321330379202557292011-05-04T13:04:00.000-07:002011-05-05T11:42:04.277-07:00Product Review: Paleo Brands "Almond Crusted Cod"Happy Hump Day Y'all! The weekend is within site -> reminder: <span style="font-weight: bold;">Mother's Day is Sunday</span><br />I'm planning on taking my family on a picnic but still mulling over what to pack that will be yummy for the group and Paleo for me and J. If you have any suggestions, by all means, send them my way!<br /><br /><br />On to today's tidbit: round II of Paleo Brands' frozen meals. This time I tasted the "<a href="http://store.paleobrands.com/store/pc/Almond-Crusted-Cod-with-Spicy-Vegetables-and-Cauliflower-Leek-Puree-3p16.htm">Almond Crusted Cod with Spicy Vegetables and Cauliflower Leek Puree</a>." When I placed my order (you have to choose 12 frozen meals for shipping purposes) I decided to select 3 of these since they seemed like one of the more appealing recipes. Of course, I thought similarly of the <a href="http://girlmeatspaleo.blogspot.com/2011/04/paleo-brands-product-review.html">Beef with Curry Pistachio Stuffing and Broccoli. </a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvaIQhuxGbnpJ5246OXTY6meuqQP9L1-GdUh6lfYP5G5N5Wo5BsT3yiYP-850J7_dRJEfPlL4Jg58UctYLm0ADfKna1Ct-sSSIKmtsDTpX69p9rgfoseKIUytj2veDYDOoiUnVaEsnkRI/s1600/Almond-Crusted-Cod_lg.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvaIQhuxGbnpJ5246OXTY6meuqQP9L1-GdUh6lfYP5G5N5Wo5BsT3yiYP-850J7_dRJEfPlL4Jg58UctYLm0ADfKna1Ct-sSSIKmtsDTpX69p9rgfoseKIUytj2veDYDOoiUnVaEsnkRI/s320/Almond-Crusted-Cod_lg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602954901401475570" border="0" /></a><a href="http://girlmeatspaleo.blogspot.com/2011/04/paleo-brands-product-review.html"><br /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span>This meal is higher in fat and calories than the others. I wondered how this could be since it is comprised mainly of pureed cauliflower and white fish. Yes, there is an almond crust but it is a mere dusting. Further inspection of the ingredients list reveals that there was a mayo in the cauliflower/leak puree (WHY?) and this mayo contained <a href="http://huntgatherlove.com/content/robb-wolf-paleo-brands">soybean oil</a>. Not cool, especially since it in no way improved the flavor.<span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><br />Yes, flavor. It's what makes eating so dang enjoyable and ever since going Paleo my meals have been succinctly delicious. I am baffled once again by this company's line of frozen meals. The cod looked appealing in the package. It was a reasonable serving of protein along with some colorful veggies and a hearty portion of smashed cauli (and I loooove me some<a href="http://girlmeatspaleo.blogspot.com/2011/03/party-time-primal-polenta.html"> schmalipower</a>). I even plated it so that my eyes would be visually appeased. Before me was what looked like a good meal. But as I tasted, re-tasted, pondered, reheated and doctored my meal there were two absolutes: it had an unappealing texture and was tasteless.<br /><br />The texture was similarly disturbing to that of the beef with stuffing that I previously reviewed. It was mealy. The nuts seemed too finely ground and yet, simialrly, soggy. It was an alien mouthfeel. I'm not persnickety about texture but here it was off-putting.<br /><br />And as for flavor.....wait, flavor? Other than notes of spiciness there was no flavor. I have tried many a dieter's frozen meal in my time, liking most, and this is the worst recipe I've ever tasted. There was nothing there. <span style="font-weight: bold;">It felt like eating beige.</span> So there I was eating mealy <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Beige">beige</a>. I tried to liven it up first with a small amount of salt and then with juice from an orange I had brought along (thank God for that orange, only tasty thing in my lunch). Nether condiment was able to improve the dish. I'm still baffled as to how one can produce something that tastes like soggy cardboard. Now perhaps I'm being unfair. There was ONE flavor that came through: the cod was overwhelmingly fishy. Disturbingly fishy. I convinced a co-worker to try it and she entreated me to not eat another bite. So yeah, if I don't live to blog tomorrow then we know <a href="http://www.paleobrands.com/">who to blame</a>.<br /><br />Sorry to be so critical folks but I think you deserve to know what's out there. As Paleo and Primal products become more mainstream there will be a host of manufacturers chomping at the bit to sell us items with a trendy spin that's all hype and zero quality. While I may have wasted $70+ dollars on 12 very bad meals hopefully I can spare someone else the disappointment of paying for and tasting these epic fails.<span style="font-weight: bold;"> If you like Paleo Brands' frozen meals then I'd love to hear it/sell you my remaining meals ;)<br /></span>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09889928951747986297noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2770986418093356127.post-18877720602628211152011-05-02T09:09:00.001-07:002011-05-02T10:01:29.263-07:00May Day MuffinsHappy Monday! I hope everyone had a great weekend. Gotta say that mine was fantastic and thank goodness too: Last Thursday and Friday in the office was overwhelming. Jeffrey stopped by at close of business with flowers and a card to cheer me up. His timing was spot on! We went for sushi that night and enjoyed some new flavors including Black Marlin and mango in our roles. It's always fun to use dates as explorations into uncharted menu territory.<br /><br />Saturday I hit up a friend's Going Away party and successfully avoided the buffet of lovely food with the exception of some candied sweet potatoes. Everyone was raving about them and I got curious. Thanks for the great party Christianna, good luck out West!<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Sunday was perfection.</span> I've never had a truly perfect day before but this one was splendiferous (it's a word, trust me)! We had a lot of fun singing at church then met friends for a themed brunch and game of croquet. I donned a vintage hat & summer whites, J sported a lovely bow tie and we all went to town a la the Age of Elegance. We had so much fun playing in the backyard, dressed up and embracing the silly. Also lovely was that the brunch was easy to navigate. Our hostess had prepared assorted frittatas along with heaps of freshly picked strawberries and a bowl of chicken sausage and onions. I had a spot of champagne as well; it may or may not have helped my croquet skills.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwPkqL7gOEZlirgJbnTaysxFVMJtAzOkl4xzy55kCmzfjMNrT4kc3obZB9OtjiqT7Kb7feK-NSLRkYHrlitKb4b5gxcdOYS1MArSxz5S2BTdBMuONoNg2lmoj4u-4nqyFJev9greVoVYI/s1600/IMG_0300.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwPkqL7gOEZlirgJbnTaysxFVMJtAzOkl4xzy55kCmzfjMNrT4kc3obZB9OtjiqT7Kb7feK-NSLRkYHrlitKb4b5gxcdOYS1MArSxz5S2BTdBMuONoNg2lmoj4u-4nqyFJev9greVoVYI/s400/IMG_0300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602163147865797778" border="0" /></a><br /><br />For our contribution there were Paleo-fied muffins thanks to the inception of <a href="http://www.dessertstalker.com/">DessertStalker</a>. I used the basic outline of <a href="http://www.civilizedcavemancooking.com/2011/04/blackberry-banana-muffins.html">this recipe</a> then changed....well, a lot of it. The result was a very tasty muffin that was a bit too wet as the edges stuck to the cupcake liner. Also, these muffins were very small. I would double the batch next time and bake up 18 muffins as this produced 11 very small ones. To make it less moist, next time I'll try adding an extra tablespoon or two of coconut flour.<br /><br />Here's the recipe from our maiden tour but I do encourage a bit extra flour and prepping a double batch, or just baking up fewer muffins.<br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">Wild Blueberry & Banana, Cinnamon Crusted Muffins</span></span> <span style="font-size:130%;">(aka <span style="font-weight: bold;">May Days</span>)</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;"><b><br /></b></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Ingredients<br /></span></span></span>3 organic eggs<br />2 Tbl. coconut milk (I used So Delicious Original)<br />3 Tbl. honey<br />2 Tbl. melted coconut oil (let it cool or you'll have scrambled eggs)<br />1 very ripe banana, smashed<br />1/2 cup wild blueberries (mine were frozen)<br />1/4 tsp sea salt<br />1/2 tsp vanilla extract<br />1/4 tsp baking powder<br />1/4 cup coconut flour<br />3 Tbl. brown sugar<br />2 tsp. cinnamon<span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />Where the Magic Happens<br /></span></span></span>Combine eggs, coconut milk, honey, coconut oil, sea salt and vanilla extract in a blender until incorporated. In another bowl sift together coocnut flour and baking powder. Re-sift this dry mix into the wet ingredients and combine until no lumps are left. Fold in blueberries and banana.<br /><br />After distributing the batter into 10-11 cupcake tins: combine brown sugar and cinnamon. Sprinkle the top of each muffin with this sweet addition. Add as much or as little as your Paleo conscience allows :)<br /><br />Bake muffins at 400 F for 20 minutes. Allow to fully cool; these were better the next day at room temperature rather than straight out of the oven IMO. <span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /><br />Let me know how you tweak the May Days and please, enjoy!<br /></span></span></span>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09889928951747986297noreply@blogger.com0