Last you heard, I was cleansing and loving it. Well, I have been cleansed, and immediately (predictably) went straight back to eating sweet. I think that’s what’s called “falling off the wagon.” But I make no apologies; I knew from the beginning this would be a temporary thing, and I’m so, so glad I did it anyway! I slept better, focused more, felt healthier, and saved money. I cooked things I have never cooked before. I rediscovered my appreciation for avocados and grapefruit. And…I’m still sick of brown rice. All in all, I’d call it a success.
About two or three years ago, when I was still waitressing regularly, a bunch of my coworkers decided it was time to do a little spring cleaning: from the inside out. Someone had read somewhere that the “Master Cleanse” was a healthy, no-fuss way to kickstart your natural mechanisms and boost your energy, mental function, and overall well-being. If you’ve never heard of it, read all about it here. Essentially, it’s a juice fast that typically lasts ten days and involves, ahem, flushing the toxins in your body out the back door, if you know what I mean. You drink lots of the special spicy lemonade, which is a mixture of fresh lemon juice, maple syrup, cayenne pepper, and filtered water, and you also do what’s known as a “salt water flush” daily. It can get a little gross but it’s suppose to be very good for you. At least, that’s what we reasoned.
I’ve been traveling a lot lately, back to Michigan last month and NYC last weekend. This means a lot of eating out, and a lot less eating sweet. Well, a lot less writing eating sweet. But I have spent a lot of time walking, and enjoying the sunshine and little buds just starting to bloom. I discovered a little park not far from my apartment and I’ve been walking there almost every day, snapping pictures and catching up on NPR podcasts. (Am I a full-blown yuppie or what?)
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Again, no pictures of the guests. I’m embarrassed to snap photos during dinner! It’s like, “Put your fork down, I’m going to put this on my blog.” I suppose I’ll get the hang of it eventually. Here is the menu for my “In Like a Lion” vegetarian feast, in honor of Jesse and Alice, spring, and …
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In like a lion, they say. We’ll see about that. I’m still thinking about February. February always has a sort of finality to it, for me. It’s such a short month, and it’s the last one before my birthday, which falls on the last day of winter. So the second month of the year already …