Thursday, November 5, 2009

Safe Comfort roots

Goat milk is bomb - enabled me to make perfect mashed potatoes (a little expensive olive oil, salt, white pepper, goat's milk) to go along with my purple carrots (with their orange cousins, sauteed in walnut oil with a bit of turmeric). Cozy.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Safe Pumpkin nut bread

Happy autumn. This bread is seriously delicious. Especially warm and smothered in goat butter. (I've been nuking slices at work and making folks jealous with the wonderful smell.)

Ingredients:
3/4 cup bean flour
3/4 cup rice flour
3/4 teaspoon salt
1 teaspoon ground cinnamon
1 teaspoon nutmeg
1 teaspoons baking soda
1-1/2 teaspoons xanthan gum
1 cups pureed cooked or canned pumpkin
1/2 cup honey
1/2 cup corn oil (or other vegetable oil)
1/4 cup water
2 eggs' worth of Ener-G egg replacer

Directions:
Grease and flour loaf pan. Stir together flour, sugar, baking soda, salt and spices.

Stir together pumpkin, corn oil and water, add egg substitute (mixed with warm water per the instructions on the box) .

Make a well in center of flour mixture, add pumpkin mixture and stir.

Pour into prepared pan and bake for 1 hour at 325 degrees.

Modified from recipe found here.

Safe Bison shepherd's pie

Who knew shepherds ate bison?

I just needed a break


Turns out my post of despair was the 50th post on this blog. Perfectly reasonable to think a girl would require a break and a change of focus after 50 diet-dedicated meditations.

Nine days of diet without conviction (and a reinvigorated job, and the creation of a band - The Stickers - and some serious good times rolling) later, I'm cooking and excited about it, so it's back to the Lactator.

Sunday, October 18, 2009

Almost 2 months, and I've had enough

I cheated on Saturday and ate eggs and french toast. And somehow had the best gut day I've had in months! No nasty symptoms, all party fun times at the garage rock fest in Portland. And more energy from food than I've felt since starting this thing. Thursday's the official 8-week ending, and I'll be damned if the fucking fasting will suddenly start feeling beneficial between now and then.

Perhaps the prescription for wellness is just PARTY.