Wow did some serious crap come up today. I was so freakin’ angry I just wanted to beat something to a pulp. And I know exactly why I was so dang mad. I was mad because of all the years that I was taught by teachers, by my family, by friends, by doctors, etc. to eat all that freakin’ CRAP! I mean, I know that they all meant well, and they were doing the very best that they could with the information that was provided to them. And I’m not mad at them as people. I hold no grudge against them. What I AM mad at is the big agribusinesses, pharmaceutical companies and lobbyists who got the lies into the heads of those who taught them this stuff in the first place. I was fed garbage and lies, and in no small part by the advertisers of the world. My mom thought she was doing us a favor by cooking with Crisco. It was advertised as a healthy vegetable oil, better for the body than animal fat. And before it was sprayed all to hell on the plant and then hydrogenated, maybe it could’ve been. Did you know that hydrogenated oil (trans fat) actually BURNS the inside walls of your veins??? And the people who manufactured this stuff KNEW it was bad when they made it! It was invented to fatten up cattle, but the cattle got sick and many died from it. But they had this shelf-stable grease and didn’t want the invention to go to waste. So instead of saying, “Gee this looks like a poison”, they thrust it on US!!!
Beef, it’s what’s for dinner. Pork, the other white meat. Milk, it does a body good. The incredible edible egg. Why did I never see a commercial stating that “An apple a day keeps the doctor away” or “You are what you eat”. Why didn’t I get told that cooking foods kills all the enzymes and half the protein in them? Why? I’ll tell you why. Because everyone in a position of power or teaching was telling me what they were told, and they were just trying to help me be healthy. And THEY were never told! How could they have possibly taught me what they’d never been exposed to? What reason did they have to think they were being lied to and played? What a sick twist to my story, and so many countless millions of other people. Why isn’t the slogan, “Milk, it does a body good … if you’re a calf!”? Or how about “Pork — Just what it sounds like.” Maybe The Incredibly Indigestible Egg? Just some ideas.
At Jahn’s school they have several posters of young celebrities with milk mustaches advertising dairy, and it just makes me wanna scream, “Yeah, you see those thick, pasty looking mustaches? That glue is inside you kids!!! Stop drinking all that pus, blood and antibiotics!!!” I wish that the school nutritionist knew how bad this garbage is. I mean actual GARBAGE! I’ve read the ingredients for what they serve. I wish that whoever is in charge of nutrition at the state and federal levels had a freakin’ CLUE what they were talking about!!! Why are raw vegans treated like lepers and crazy people when we are the absolute cleanest (internally), most energetic people on the planet? But we’ve got it wrong and are somehow badly mistaken, just because most people don’t know squat about detox and what happens to you when you withdraw from cooked food.
It reminds me of the line Liev Schriber had in Kate & Leopold when he said that dogs are color blind, and when he referred to the fact that he found a crack in the fabric in time that was supposed to be impossible to find (after being admitted to a mental hospital against his will, mind you). He said, “I’m just a dog who saw a rainbow”. He saw something no one else could see, and the other “dogs” thought he was crazy ONLY because they couldn’t see it. Their eyes were incapable.
That’s how I feel sometimes with raw food. We’re all getting so much healthier, Jahn’s behavior, ability to handle change, sleep patterns, ability to have patience and get along with other children and attitude have all improved exponentially, Jason and I are losing weight like crazy and feel SO much better!!! But we’re “weird” and don’t eat a “normal” diet. I swear, the next person who talks about eating “normally” is going to get an earful from me. Normal is not the same as standard. Maybe it is STANDARD that people eat all the crap that is out there, but it is FAR from NORMAL!!! If it was normal, we would not see so many health abnormalities in this country or the world. Ugh.
Ok. I’ve had my rant. Now on to what I had to eat today. First, it was 2 litres of water, then a bit of chocolate ganache around 11 a.m. Lunch was my usual salad with nutritional yeast, olives and raw, homemade vinaigrette. A bit more ganache for dessert. Dinner was the last peppermint patty (made a nice few patties filled with chocolate-mint creme) and an avocado. I also, quite by accident, invented a spice cake today that has the taste of gingerbread, fruitcake and just a general feeling of Christmas about it. I was going to make my standard chocolate cake, but made a mistake and made pecan butter instead of minced pecans in the Vitamix. I’ve never done this before, while making cake, but out of curiosity, I stopped and tasted the dates and pecan butter mixed, and for some reason, that reminded me of fruitcake. Brain fart in the best way! I added pumpkin spice to it, and I tell you, if you added some grated apples to it (like a granny smith apple), you’d have yourself apple cake! Mmmmmmmmmm ….
So back to the menu. I had a few nuts with TONS of mustard on them! I found a mustard at my Community Food Co-Op today made from raw apple cider vinegar, brown stoneground mustard seed, water and sea salt. It’s made by Eden, and even though it doesn’t specify that it’s 100% raw, I’m guessing that the water and salt aren’t cooked, 
and it’s all organic. I have missed mustard SO much, and to find it so close to raw and totally organic, I was willing to take the chance. You see, I love mustard. I love it as in, I’ll-eat-it-by-the-squirt-or-spoonful-straight-out-of-the-container love it, with nothing else to accompany it. I LOVE mustard!!! Hmmm … 30 Days of Mustard? Maybe not. But anyway, I had sprouted nuts in mustard, and more mustard just by itself for good measure. Then later in the evening, because I had missed it so much, I had some … well … some more mustard. Ate half the jar in one evening! (Although Jason did have a little on nuts, too.) And it’s a 9 oz. jar! I’m eating some right now as I write this. Don’t know what’s in it that I need so much, but I’ve loved loved loved the stuff since early childhood. This particular mustard is a smashing variety, too! I can’t recommend it highly enough. Just a wee bit spicy and a little sweet and tangy. Ahhhhhhhhh, the magic that is mustard. Sighhhhhhhh. Say! That could be a mustard slogan! Ha! There’s a good one for the next commercial. Ha, ha, ha! Well look at me cheering right up.
So enough about all this anger and mustard. I feel much better now. Always good to vent. I will try to have a more positive sounding post tomorrow. Maybe the REAL reason that I was so angry was because I was mustard deficient.
