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Going Mediterranean

At the beginning of this semester I decided to head back into omnivore status from Primal status in terms of nutritional choices. After 2 1/2 years of vilifying grains of all kinds, most sugar, spending inordinate amounts of time conjuring up ways to wrap things to create sandwich-like foods, and boring every single one of my family members and friends with the idealized Primal approach, I threw in the towel.

I had begun to dislike meat. I had begun to have fantasies about toast and the occasional tortilla. I thought long and hard about making the change, and then went for it.

I began heading in a mostly plant protein vs animal protein direction, and have settled on the Mediterranean Diet. Diet is a misnomer; it's a way of life, sustainable forever. It's ridiculously similar to the way I ate growing up. It's deliciousness with lots of fresh veggies, herbs, lean proteins, plenty of good fats (olive oil, avocado, nuts, coconut oil), and the approach produces beautiful, appealing dishes.

A summer dinner could look like: Caprese Salad, Whole Wheat Crustini, a glass of red wine, and Baked Pears wWalnuts for dessert. Yum, right?

And I am feeling really good. Energy is high, brain seems clear (as it gets at this point...ahem), and I've fallen back in love with preparing food.

I found some really good resources on the Oldways website (oldwayspt.org), and feel like I have all that I need to establish a strong foundation with this approach and move forward. The Mediterranean food pyramid looks like this:





I'll let you know how it goes, but a few weeks in things are feeling fabulous.

Hugs,

Stevie

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