Why fauxtato? Because instead of potato I used cauliflower, the result? Absolutely delicious and 133 calories per serving! Of course you can read all about it over on the recipe blog.
Last week I made Chocolate Peanut Butter Cup Oatmeal and I think I forgot to tell you all about it, I know some of you found the recipe anyhow but I wanted to mention it here because I've made it several times since then and tried it with dark chocolate cocoa...OH MY! Satisfying and delicious!
Last week I made Chocolate Peanut Butter Cup Oatmeal and I think I forgot to tell you all about it, I know some of you found the recipe anyhow but I wanted to mention it here because I've made it several times since then and tried it with dark chocolate cocoa...OH MY! Satisfying and delicious!
When the weather turns cold I want all of my "comfort food" favorites but I've found that you can easily make over the recipes and end up with something just as delicious and comforting.
I love food and for years I've let it control my life. I've let obsessive cravings drive me to stuff my face. I've always held tightly to the past and I know its rooted in family traditions. My Mom held on to her heritage by cooking foods that her Mom cooked. Together with her six sisters, they held on to family and traditions by gathering and sharing large meals. Dinner for 50, not a problem, invite a few friends, not a problem, there was always plenty to eat. They always stressed the importance of family and I learned that gluttonous eating was not only accepted, it was expected. If eating made you good and cleaning your plate made you better, excessive consumption made you a queen! Don't think this was one big happy family though, dysfunction was running rampant and as soon as I was able, I moved as far away from them as I could.
I love food and for years I've let it control my life. I've let obsessive cravings drive me to stuff my face. I've always held tightly to the past and I know its rooted in family traditions. My Mom held on to her heritage by cooking foods that her Mom cooked. Together with her six sisters, they held on to family and traditions by gathering and sharing large meals. Dinner for 50, not a problem, invite a few friends, not a problem, there was always plenty to eat. They always stressed the importance of family and I learned that gluttonous eating was not only accepted, it was expected. If eating made you good and cleaning your plate made you better, excessive consumption made you a queen! Don't think this was one big happy family though, dysfunction was running rampant and as soon as I was able, I moved as far away from them as I could.
The one thing that has become very clear to me is that I've used food as a drug. I've used it to numb me, I've used it to isolate myself and I've used it to build a fortress of fat around me. Letting go should have happened when I moved away over 20 years ago. Letting go should have happened but it didn't. I continued to use the food to bury the problems and to bury the past.
Over the past year I've looked deep into my soul and I've taken the ghosts of the pasts and I've put them in their place. They had power because I gave them power. I let my fears fuel them. Fears I didn't even realize I had. I've changed, I'm stronger and aware of it now and I won't be controlled by the past nor will I be controlled by food.
Yesterday I was at the grocery store and I walked past the woman giving out samples and I walked past the favorite brownies with cream cheese frosting and I felt my body start to tense up and I told myself that those brownies aren't worth it. As I walked towards the produce department I felt a sense of calm come over me. I had looked at those brownies, acknowledged that they looked good and I kept walking. YEAH!
Over the past year I've looked deep into my soul and I've taken the ghosts of the pasts and I've put them in their place. They had power because I gave them power. I let my fears fuel them. Fears I didn't even realize I had. I've changed, I'm stronger and aware of it now and I won't be controlled by the past nor will I be controlled by food.
Yesterday I was at the grocery store and I walked past the woman giving out samples and I walked past the favorite brownies with cream cheese frosting and I felt my body start to tense up and I told myself that those brownies aren't worth it. As I walked towards the produce department I felt a sense of calm come over me. I had looked at those brownies, acknowledged that they looked good and I kept walking. YEAH!
When I got home Sadie and Max were so happy to see me and I made a cup of tea and sat in the recliner with a blanket to warm up and watch TV, first Max jumped up with me and snuggled in and then Sadie jumped up too. Talk about comfort! No, comfort isn't always found in food.
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