breakfast today was another purple smoothie (do you need a photo??), but i think i may have put too much passion fruit puree in it. something about it tasted like bile in the back of my throat. i kept adding more stuff, hoping to mute the flavor, but in the end, i had to suck it down through a straw as fast as i could to try to avoid the burning-the-back-of-my-throat sensation.
for lunch, i made the warm winter vegetable salad. i’m not normally a fan of walnuts, but freshly toasted, they tasted fantastic on this salad and were an excellent textural contrast to the roasted root veggies. the lemon dressing also brightened the flavors of the dish. quite tasty!
for part of my afternoon snack, i ate an apricot apple bar and was surprised to discover that the back of my throat was still responding badly to tart flavors, so for supper, i made the most mild smoothie i could:
one pear, almond milk, & a dash of nutmeg. i think that may have been the whole recipe. i can’t remember exactly. it was very smooth and didn’t hurt to drink, and that was a blessing.
the happy boy re-discovered his appetite this week and so he actually wanted to eat supper. i offered him an omelet and he agreed. i was trying to decide if i should grate or slice the cheese for his omelet and decided that resisting grabbing shreds of cheese might push me to tears (literally), so i chose to slice the cheese. still, resisting eating the little crumbles that always happen at the edges of the cheese was one of the most challenging things i’ve done so far on this cleanse. seriously. but then again, i’d always figured cheese would be one of my weaknesses, no shock there.
earlier this morning, i tried perusing a few restaurant menus to see if by any chance any of them served any “clean” food by accident. i surprised myself by bursting into tears as i read through these online menus. the food sounded so good and the thought of someone else cooking and cleaning sounded almost even better. i love eating out at restaurants. i love trying new foods that someone else (who generally knows what they’re doing) has expertly prepared. i hadn’t realized how sorely i’d miss restaurants. and although one restaurant came close, the “clean” items on the menu were things like hummus or a salad plate which i can fix at home no problem and which i’m not particularly craving. and if reading menus online makes me cry, how much worse would it be if i were in the restaurant, smelling the other food and not able to order it?
my sister called last night, and in true sisterly fashion pointed out that although this is a cleanse, i haven’t really talked about whether or not i’m getting…. cleansed. i’ve chosen to avoid scatological discussions here to protect you, gentle readers, but if anyone’s really super curious about that part of my experience, you’re welcome to e-mail me or leave a comment in the comment section and i’ll fill you in on the details. the short version is, as far as i can tell, things are going just fine, thank you.