No More Bark for You
I always joked my sister has nothing but bark, twigs, and grass blades in her house. There was no bark at my house. Her kids loved to come here and eat things that were not healthy.
I’m a good aunt like that.
Relearning how to cook is like trying to crochet a blanket, underwater, for a seagull. It is not fun. I do not enjoy it. Change is not cool.
I love my son.
During our time in Florida, we learned that Hunter has *several* food allergies. Things I have cooked with since the beginning of time, I can no longer use.
I just put a 500 lb cow in my freezer.
The one thing I season my food with (my lovely seasoning mix), I can’t. I love garlic.
Dairy. Goodbye love of cheese and adding cheese to every single dish. Every. Single. Dish. Butter. BUTTER.
B. U. T. T. E. R.
When I make soup, 98% of them have heavy cream, sour cream, cream cheese, cheese, milk. How will I make soup????!!!
Chicken bouillon? Gone. Beef bouillon? No Bueno.
No. Chicken broth with cream of chicken soup, butter, heavy cream, garlic, and cheese.
No broth people of internet land…..that hurts.
Bread, pasta, my heart, and soul in eatable form.
Nuts, I can take them or leave them.
I am still going to cook. Relearning healthy ways to cook will create good habits in my children. Hopefully, we will lose some weight (well, Big Daddy and me).
This change will be good for Hunter. It will calm the inflammation down, in his brain. By calming that inflammation down, I hope that his progression will continue. His health is number one, right now.
There are still some things I will cook, normally, but adjust for him. Be on the lookout for lots of hits and lots of misses in my new recipes.
It’s all about the journey, right?