But, today I'm trying to sit and be. I've been a bit off. My crabby flag has been wisping, nearly listlessly in the wind, against the cold, dull gray sky. My first reaction at times like these is usually to diagnose the problem, but today I realized that I just needed openness. I needed to let myself be open to this somewhat mysterious mood of melancholy. It will go away soon enough. I have faith. I have that hope. Like anything else, this is a phase, a rhythm.
I don't have any recipes for you today. In fact, Kent noted my crabby flag and has been paricularly nice to me. He's making dinner now, frying brussel sprouts in garlic infused butter and they smell divine! He also made what he's calling a "pork mummy" that is roasting in the oven...so stay tuned for a post about that soon.
What I do have to share with you, though, are food pictures that represent happiness to me. I've frequently been a drown your sorrows in a pint of ice cream and a massive bar of dark chocolate kinda gal. Of course that is tempting, but those foods aren't deeply joyful or nourishing, and they lead to regret. So instead of the typical fattening comfort foods, I want to share with you pictures of foods that have made me deeply joyful.
|A bright, drenched with color salad eaten at my desk for lunch.|
|This salad I made with a lemon hazelnut oil vinaigrette: delicious!|
|Lingering over a bowl of oatmeal and a good book while wearing my pajamas.|
|Silly black and white kittens that try to steal my coconut-apricot oatmeal.|
|The most gorgeous shade of magenta imaginable in a plate of shredded beets.|
How about you? What food moments have made you feel deeply joyous and nurtured?