I’m not sure about how I feel today. I think I went through all the possible emotional stages. Like if puberty happened again. I felt miserable in the morning, even though I woke up after 9 hours of beautiful sleep. Then I felt useless and completely out of focus. Being just moments from feeling great and full of energy. I am quite familiar with the mood swings, but I have to say that this was extreme even for me. I almost teared up watching Guardians of the Galaxy in the forenoon.
I’m not gonna lie. I spent most of the day 5 of Whole30 thinking about cakes, slices and all the other scrumptious baked goodies. Oh, like my (pretty healthy!) Chocolate Raspberry Muffins. They could be my best friend today. Anyway, it all started last night, when I went to the cupboard for my delicious lemongrass and ginger tea. Which my loving husband got for me – thankfully the tea problem averted for some time. And then, not even noticing it there ever before, a muesli bar fell out on me. Literally just jumped out of the cabinet. My question is – is the universe giving me some signals?
Crappy sleep is back. I am exhausted. I feel light headed. And I really really didn’t feel like doing anything today. I mean at all. I even made up our bed at 2:30 in the afternoon. Just to get back to it one hour later. But no, I didn’t have a nice refreshing afternoon nap. I felt worse. However, enough grumbling, I should find something positive about day four. In fact, there is one thing, I finally wasn’t hungry the whole day. Win!
I woke up at 7:30 this morning. Comfortably peckish, not too tired, back to normal. Hopefully yesterday’s early craze was just a little body adjustment, getting used to the healthy meals again. Presumably not that surprising when I replaced the stuffing-my-face-with-pretty-much-anything-moving. I was quite homesick after arriving to Australia, you know? But really happy as well, which also makes me eat a lot. My relationship with food can be quite complicated sometimes. My mood too.
Would you like to add more veggies to your breakfast game, but can’t really handle them raw in the morning? Trust me, you are not alone here. I would probably get sick if I was supposed to chew on half of raw capsicum for brekky. However, like with a wave of a magic wand, I can eat almost the whole thing if roasted. Preferably as a part of hash. Like in this Beetroot and Sweet Potato Hash.
I made it till morning. I honestly can’t remember a night when I would go to bed this hungry. It took me a while to focus my mind on something else and finally fell asleep. Am I really snacking that much so I don’t feel hungry normally? I mean, I do usually eat about five meals a day, but they are quite small, you know? Man, is this Whole30 thing already doing something to my body after one day or is it just in my head?
This is it. I’m finally doing my first Whole30. And I think I’m gonna die this month. I mean, I would consider my diet pretty healthy. But then, I eat almost everything, even if I know that sometimes I don’t feel the best after certain meals. But chocolate, you know. And wine. And the occasional pasta.
It’s still such warm weather here in Australia which for me means lots of BBQ and lighter meals. That’s why I made the Sticky Ginger Chicken Wings yesterday (we were so hungry that I just wasn’t able to make pictures, but I will be definitely making the wings soon again) and this Asian Style Coleslaw on a side. At least the salad is served cold so I could snap a couple pics before dinner.
I love curry. All the possible versions of it. Meat or vegetarian, sweet or spicy, I’m for all. But let’s be honest, it can be quite a lot of work sometimes to make a nice curry at home. Especially when using beef or lamb the cooking process can take up to few hours. And that is exactly when Crock Pot comes in handy.
This recipe shows my (paleo friendly) version of one Eastern classic – savory Sauerkraut Soup with Klobasa (Paprika Sausage). This rich soup is a fixed star in the kitchens of Middle and Eastern Europe. Yet it has many forms as every Slavic country has their own interpretation of it and almost every family carries their own unique recipe.