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Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Scribbles and Scrambles ~ Thirty Day Vegan...Day 13



Day 13 delivered a fabulous dinner of Kamut pasta (delicious, didn't taste or feel whole grain. And it's an ancient grain with high protein), the marinara sauce I posted yesterday, topped with sauteed mushrooms, spinach and zucchini. Garlic bread (a dribble of Olive Oil, a smear of Earth Balance and Garlic in whichever format you prefer spread over lengthwise split Italian bread and broiled.) Tasty salads. Yum.

We made enough sauteed veggies for pizza tomorrow, too, and with the leftover sauce, pizza will be easy breezy. We are going to try the Trader Joe's $.99 whole wheat pizza crust. I made a bunch of "meat" balls last week that aren't quite ready to share with you. But decent enough for tonight's pasta and tomorrow's pizza. (It is my goal, over the next couple of weeks, to tweak/create/find the perfect "meat"loaf recipe that works as burgers and "meat"balls, too.

We've found a cheese we really like, too. Dayia. It doesn't taste amazing just out of the bag, but it melts well and tastes good. Not cheap, about $5 for 8 ounces. But we use less and get the taste and feel of cheese, not a thick, melty layer. (If you put this on your list, know that you need to use it once you open it. Within days. We open it and place it in 1/2 cup portions in small bags and freeze it.

This adventure is turning out to be less painful and more pleasant than I expected. I really thought I would feel very, very deprived. We are training our taste buds. Some training is not so pleasant....I guess it's a lot like Jillian Michaels' Shred at 5:30 in the morning. So good to know I'm making that choice to do something great for myself but i sure don't like it. But. The thrill of mastering a move, or having done the workout bright and early thereby starting my day off right feels fine. And knowing that the food choices that we are making are good for our bodies is kind of the same. And finding a recipe or item that tastes great is a yippee moment.