Yes I've been away for a while. Sorry.
So.
The condition I have that causes me to eat this way has gone into overdrive. I have been confined to the couch for about two weeks now and I am going stir crazy.
Unable to do much other than potter around I have resigned myself to lying on the couch and watching the food network over and over and over again.
I am so damn bored.
I'm driving my wonderful fiancé crazy I'm sure. The poor man has had to do all the cooking (which he hates), all the cleaning, and on top of that I keep freaking him out by keeling over every other day.
Plus my knees are bruised and not in a fun way.
I miss cooking. Right now I'm having to sit on a chair in the shower so standing up to cook for any length of time is out of the question. I have a list of ideas I want to try as soon as I'm better, tastes and flavour combinations I'm craving. Like, right now, I would kill for the toast in this photo:
That's homemade hummus with kalamata olives from the turkish food shop down the road. Just the right amount of salty umami flavour on crisp toast with an indulgent drizzle of olive oil to go with it.
I know, I know, I have strange cravings. But a horizontal life will do that too you. I remember being bed bound after a nasty bout of glandular fever when I was 21, I was obsessed with the idea of veggie sausage rolls (I was still eating dairy and gluten back then) and butternut squash and ricotta ravioli with sage butter. Thats what I do when I sit and watch the food channel, I lie here making up random food combinations and then fixate on them for weeks.
At least I can eat properly right now, usefully the nausea only descends after I've eaten. But my weirder food combinations will have to wait. Fiancé is an angel but I've only just been able to persuade him to make me porridge for breakfast. (The poor man hates the idea of porridge, but he's made it for me twice now!)
I know it's weird to sit and watch food that I can neither cook nor eat being prepared for hours on end, but I'm obsessed with cooking shows. I love watching people delight in food. I know my diet is restrictive, and I would never advocate for this way of eating, but I do make sure I still delight in what I'm eating. Take the Pioneer Woman for example. On the surface, she is completely wrong for me right? I, a life long vegetarian turned gluten free vegan (ish), should get no information or pleasure out of watching this woman cook her way through an entire cow, right? But oh my god, I'm officially obsessed with her. Her liberal use of butter and cream and cheese and meat makes me want to cheer! And from my position on our sofa, eating my healthy kale soup or whatever for lunch, I love the fact that this woman will indulge in whatever the hell she, her husband and her kids feel like. It is honestly so refreshing, after an entire morning surfing "clean" and "wellness" blogs, to turn on the TV and watch her roast a steak in butter and dump a load of cream and cheese on top. Yes Ree! Go Ree!
My cat, I have to say, is loving this new development. I think he sees me as an extra seat he can snuggle down on. Plus the animal has an unhealthy obsession with Jamie Oliver. So he keeps me company on my down days.
Hows everyone else doing?
So.
The condition I have that causes me to eat this way has gone into overdrive. I have been confined to the couch for about two weeks now and I am going stir crazy.
Unable to do much other than potter around I have resigned myself to lying on the couch and watching the food network over and over and over again.
I am so damn bored.
I'm driving my wonderful fiancé crazy I'm sure. The poor man has had to do all the cooking (which he hates), all the cleaning, and on top of that I keep freaking him out by keeling over every other day.
Plus my knees are bruised and not in a fun way.
I miss cooking. Right now I'm having to sit on a chair in the shower so standing up to cook for any length of time is out of the question. I have a list of ideas I want to try as soon as I'm better, tastes and flavour combinations I'm craving. Like, right now, I would kill for the toast in this photo:
That's homemade hummus with kalamata olives from the turkish food shop down the road. Just the right amount of salty umami flavour on crisp toast with an indulgent drizzle of olive oil to go with it.
I know, I know, I have strange cravings. But a horizontal life will do that too you. I remember being bed bound after a nasty bout of glandular fever when I was 21, I was obsessed with the idea of veggie sausage rolls (I was still eating dairy and gluten back then) and butternut squash and ricotta ravioli with sage butter. Thats what I do when I sit and watch the food channel, I lie here making up random food combinations and then fixate on them for weeks.
At least I can eat properly right now, usefully the nausea only descends after I've eaten. But my weirder food combinations will have to wait. Fiancé is an angel but I've only just been able to persuade him to make me porridge for breakfast. (The poor man hates the idea of porridge, but he's made it for me twice now!)
I know it's weird to sit and watch food that I can neither cook nor eat being prepared for hours on end, but I'm obsessed with cooking shows. I love watching people delight in food. I know my diet is restrictive, and I would never advocate for this way of eating, but I do make sure I still delight in what I'm eating. Take the Pioneer Woman for example. On the surface, she is completely wrong for me right? I, a life long vegetarian turned gluten free vegan (ish), should get no information or pleasure out of watching this woman cook her way through an entire cow, right? But oh my god, I'm officially obsessed with her. Her liberal use of butter and cream and cheese and meat makes me want to cheer! And from my position on our sofa, eating my healthy kale soup or whatever for lunch, I love the fact that this woman will indulge in whatever the hell she, her husband and her kids feel like. It is honestly so refreshing, after an entire morning surfing "clean" and "wellness" blogs, to turn on the TV and watch her roast a steak in butter and dump a load of cream and cheese on top. Yes Ree! Go Ree!
My cat, I have to say, is loving this new development. I think he sees me as an extra seat he can snuggle down on. Plus the animal has an unhealthy obsession with Jamie Oliver. So he keeps me company on my down days.
Hows everyone else doing?
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