So, this whole "No animal products, cut back on sweeteners and processed food"...thing is now two weeks old.
And honestly, it's not been difficult or unpleasant.
I've dropped five lbs, I'm eating well, trying new recipes, cooking more, spending way less money on take out food I don't even really enjoy eating, haven't had a soda in over two weeks....
All good things. Yay, me!
whatev.
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There was a moment on July 4th, however, when we were out running errands and it was past lunch time and like a hundred g.d. degrees out, and I hadn't slept the night before and I just wanted lunch, dammit. Where ever was most convenient, some place that we didn't have to wonder if there'd be anything that my daughter would eat.
My daughter, who was also very vocal about the fact that she, too, was hungry.
So there's my deep dark secret. I almost chucked it out of laziness and irritability.
Not out of some deep craving for a Five Guys burger, or deep dish sausage pizza or random irish pub's beer battered fish and chips.
Nope.
Not me.
Irritability and laziness!
That's how I roll, baby.
And of course we persevered, in large part to my wife's cooler head, and the fact that we had frozen stuff in the car, and it was 100 g.d. degrees out, so we shouldn't dally on our way home...
And so we came home and ate veggie burritos and freshly mashed avocado and pineapple salsa, and equilibrium was re-gained.
Turns out, I'm an irritable rascal when I've not had anything to eat for too long. I'm like a living, breathing Snicker's commercial. I get all Joe Pesci.
Better than getting all Aretha Franklin, I s'pose..
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One of the obstacles we worried about when deciding to try this, was the idea that we'd end up having to eat... someplace that wasn't our home, eventually.
"Oh, we'll just NOT do that for the first few weeks, until we're settled" was our plan.
Promptly chucked out the window six days later, when we found ourselves at a balloon festival way past dinner time. Good lord, the food booths went on forever. Biggest italian sausage sandwich god ever made? Two places were offering that. burgers, hot dogs, pulled pork, chicken sandwiches, fish sandwiches, turkey legs.... Looks like I may be eating french fries for dinner....
Oh, wait. Veggie burritos. We'll take those, please, hold the cheese and the sour cream.
"Hold the what?"
The cheese, and the sour cream.
"Uh..ok..." and then we were given our burritos, and of course they had both of those items on them.
And we had to hand them back, and say "no, really. We don't want cheese and sour cream."
And we got the stink eye from the guy running the booth, as we were somehow inconveniencing HIM, by asking them to just leave off the goddam spoonful of melted cheese and of sour cream!!!
Two tries later, we had our burritos, and they were delicious, and we were happy little vegans-in-training.
I actually used the term with burrito boy, after the second screw up.
"We're vegans. we don't eat dairy."
And it hit me.
Holy crap, we're vegans...
Anyhow, yesterday was another potential hurdle. My sis and brother in laws annual gathering at his family's lake house. We were not in control of the food choices, so... what were we gonna do?
My sis is cool, and knows we're trying to avoid things, and we took apple and dill coleslaw and vegan brownies, and.... it was awesome. Hummus and blocks of frozen guacamole (defrosted...) and tortilla chips and pasta salad and fruit and veggies and... yay!
But the guac's running low, we we'll need to get another block of it out of the freezer....
We get back around dinner time, tired and not feeling like cooking at all, and it was time to play a trump card, one I've been holding since we started this.
Sushi.
Vegetable maki and ebby maki (cucumber rolls, basically). Lots and lots.
go nuts with the pickled ginger and wasabi...
We were in heaven.
What else should I order with that, hon?
Veggie egg rolls!!! yeah, veggie egg rolls. no meat! they're vegetarian.
Woot!
Didn't dawn on us immediately that the WORD "EGG" IS RIGHT IN THE DAMN NAME!!
Until we were halfway done with them.
It was like an invisible hand reached out and face palmed me.
"Oh, dear."
"What?"
"EGG roll."
"what about them?"
"EGG. Roll. EGG.."
"No! no way. there's no egg in this thing."
"Maybe in the crusty part?"
And we looked at a package of flat dough we have in the freezer, from when we made our own, and... yep.
There is, indeed, eggs in the dough of the outside of the egg roll.
After reading labels diligently on everything I've purchased from the store for the last couple of weeks, I didn't even blink at ordering something called...egg.
Guess we should avoid the egg drop soup..... It might have egg in it.
Ice cream... may need to question that, too.
Does your chicken soup have... never mind...
So, I've signed on for another two weeks at least. Fingers crossed that it remains this easy.
And that my reading comprehension skills improve...
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