I woke up this morning, went to the kitchen, and was like, fuck. I want to throw two eggs into a frying pan. I want to throw cereal into a bowl. I want my eating habits to be simple, damn it. I want my kitchen to stop looking like a tornado hit, because I’m always cooking with raw fresh ingredients, using up every g@ddamned pot, bowl, plate, and spoon in the establishment.
I stood there in my PJs, opened the fridge, looked around, scowled, grabbed a banana, and walked back out. I checked my email, called my mom, scowled some more, checked my email again, made some coffee, then got to work (and I mean work) cranking out breakfast.
It was totally yum delish, and I felt like a rockstar for being so fucking healthy. Which got me to thinking about this little snapshot of the food changes in my life in the past month:
- Variation on two eggs – sunny-side up or omelet fashion, with cheese, garlic, mushrooms, spinach, maybe broccoli
- Toast with butter and fruit spread (no added sugar or sugar substitutes)
- Latte – espresso and warm cow’s milk
Smoothie with the following all-organic ingredients:
- Collard greens
- Pineapple juice
- Fresh ginger
Latte – espresso and coconut cream
It is really a fucking pain in the ass to eat like this, I’m not going to lie to you, and I’ve caught myself fantasizing about killing chickens with my bare hands (bad vegan! bad!), because I’m so damn hungry sometimes. But at the end of the day, I am hecka proud of myself for going on this path and sticking to it, and I feel really awesome about every damn morsel of food I’m putting into my body.