Week Four: Sunday Day 21...yes, I want some wine. Bordeaux 82. Just one glass at sunset, almost broke down and had a glass. I didn't, mostly because of my commitment to fellow VCTers. Tomorrow, Scarlet...tomorrow is another day. That's my mantra for now.
Main meal was a large baked potato with sautéed onions, herbs and olive oil. And fresh green salad with avocado and tomato, lemon, garlic and olive oil.
All ingredients except the olive oil came from my garden. Yes, I'm growing potatoes this year, as well as beets and corn. I got a real kick out of that. I was raised by a grandmother who grew and harvested everything. Going to the garden was something I took for granted...now it thrills me to see the baskets of lettuce, fava beans, and herbs, fresh picked.
I very much enjoyed my homegrown potato, but I did think some grilled sea bass would have been great along with. That's progress—when the thought of fish is wishful thinking.
What I know for sure is I've reached a new level of awareness about food, eating and the whole process of how it gets to my table. I used to say thanks before a meal out of perfunctory habit. Now I consider it true grace to be able to eat anything in a world of increasing food shortages and starving people.
This has been exactly what we intended: enlightening. I will forever be a more cautious and conscious eater. That's my commitment for now. To stay awakened.
Thank you for escorting us along the journey to wellness.