Pictured below is the one and only meal in the past 23 days that I have received any pleasure from.
I made seared scallops with basil and anchovy and they were quite good.
I also made frozen Greek yogurt cherries and strawberries. I heard they were good, but I can’t guarantee that since I didn’t eat any.
I am currently on day 23 of the Whole 30 program (mentioned here). While it’s no longer particularly difficult for me to adhere to, I find it to be a pretty joyless style of eating. Also, this week I learned that coconut can be a laxative. And I had been eating a lot of coconut–coconut milk in my coffee, coconut milk poured over fruit, coconut oil for cooking veggies, and coconut flakes sprinkled over pretty much everything else. This diet is supposed to cure digestive issues. In my case, I didn’t start with any digestive issues, but I introduced them.
My sleep pattern has also gotten really strange. I’ve been wide awake around 5am, and I don’t want to be. So, I guess I have become more of a morning person on this diet, but I don’t want to be awake quite that early most days. Between the upset stomach and disrupted sleep, I can’t say that this experiment has been a rip roaring success so far.
A friend who is also doing this diet suggested that perhaps we have fallen for an elaborate joke, and I am inclined to agree. After all, they do suggest poi as a good post-workout vegetable choice. I can think of few things less appealing and more ridiculous than a big post-run bowl of poi. Between my irritability and the longing, loving glances I have been giving the tub of animal crackers in our pantry, I am already giving off a pretty crazy vibe. Poi could really lock-in my reputation as a woman who has come unhinged.