Entries in food (10)
Dit bly my gunsteling plek in Kaapstad op 'n Saterdagoggend. Die Neigbourgoods Market by die Old Biscuit Mill in Albert Straat Woodstock in Kaapstad.
'n Fees van kos en drank.
Daar's 'n "vibe" en 'n "buzz" soos nêrens anders (in die oggend) nie.
Jy beter honger hier aankom. En dan tyd hê om te peusel en te proe.
Simply Italian is al 5 jaar by die mark. En sy foccacias so eenvoudig - net die beste bestanddele.
Definitief 'n instelling wanneer ons ookal in die moederstad is.
Who can blame me for having lunch at this lovely spot twice last week!
And the food!
Just imagine having Salad of green beans, crispy fried chorizo, feta and basil-olive pesto on a Tuesday,
Coffee and garlic fillet steak on potato and sweet potato mash, served with chickpea salad on a Wednesday
Cumin and lemon pork fillet on pomegranate cous-cous, topped with whipped feta, pink peppercorns and sweet pickled beetroot on Thursday
Smoked chicken & turkey in rosemary-tomato sauce on rice with a salsa of chilli, mozzarella & tomato on Friday
Baked corn, masala & goat's milk feta served with fried bread & cucumber salad on Saturday and
Crumbed calamari on shu-shu and butternut cous-cous topped with toasted sesame and coconut/curry sauce on a Sunday!
Passion cake was the perfect companion for our Craft Share today. This is what we did. Have a great weekend! C x
PS The Passion cake recipe is from Antony Worral Thompson's book GL diet made simple. It's gluten-free and therefore the healthiest cake I've had in a long time! OK, I'll be honest: it's the only cake I've had in a long time.
Over the last couple of weeks, the following happened …
I made a list of things I appreciated in my life, as well as things I wanted to include in my future. The list is 13 items long and includes aspects of relationships, financial goals and personal aspirations. I was happy to experience some of the items on my list like ‘I am loved and adored by my husband’ and ‘I am the doting mother of 3 (mostly) happy children’, while at the same time looking forward to ‘I am an illustrator’ and ‘I am a designer of apparel, fabrics and interiors’.
One of the items read ‘I am radiantly healthy and gorgeous’. So, when I got on my bathroom scale on Sunday 18 October and weighed in at the same weight as my previously 38-week-pregnant-self of more than 4 years ago, I knew exactly what had to happen – a diet. Being someone who usually takes things to the extreme, it would most definitely be a detox diet, cutting out sugar, wheat, milk, caffeine and alcohol. I could already imagine myself being 11kg lighter, losing 3kg in the first week, 2kg the next and 1kg each the following 6 weeks. Because of my vivid imagination, I’m really good at setting myself (mostly) unattainable goals.
On the Monday morning, after enjoying a fruit smoothie followed by a boiled egg, I phoned a friend and asked her if she would pick up the weight loss supplement that everyone was talking about at her beautician-friend. I transferred the money into her account right away.
On Sunday 25 October: I’d lost 3,4kg, was not sleeping well, had a dry mouth all the time and felt that my heart was beating faster than usual. I couldn’t concentrate long enough for meaningful meditations and had become really irritated with everyone (husband and children included). But I weighed less.
On Sunday 1 November: I’d lost another 1,6kg (5,5kg in total). This was after spending the weekend with friends and their kids at a resort! I had serious willpower, didn’t ‘cheat’ once, but lost my sense of humor completely, becoming ‘rattier’ every day, fighting with my husband and kids, convinced that I was right and they were wrong. Not to mention sleep deprivation, an even drier mouth and a literal heaviness on my heart. I felt like concentrating on my breathing to prevent taking only shallow breaths. The weight loss should have been cause for celebration, instead I felt empty and helpless, crying often. The last thing on my mind was blogging/creating/sharing anything with anyone. I wasn’t starving myself, although I was hungry most of the time. I had 3 small but balanced meals a day and snacked on an apple with a handful of almonds at 10 am and 3 pm. I drank at least 2 liters of mineral water daily.
On Sunday 8 November: I weighed exactly 6kg less than when I started the diet! Because of restless sleep, a mouth as dry as cardboard (my lip got embarrassingly stuck to my teeth while talking to a friend one day) and the heavy heart-feeling, I didn’t take the weight loss supplement on that particular weekend. I felt a slight ‘lifting’ of my spirits by the Sunday afternoon. Back to taking the capsules on Monday morning, but by that evening I was in tears again. I decided to take them every second day, because I felt that my appetite was under control. On Wednesday morning I reasoned myself out of taking it altogether. I still stuck to my 5 small but balanced meals a day, without getting cravings. On Friday the 13th Melanie, Ronel and I had a long chat before Olga, Belinda, Adele and the girls arrived. Mel picked up that my sense of humor had returned (compared to the previous humorless Craft Share) and someone mentioned that one of the ingredients in the weight loss capsules I’d been taking was suspect.
Where am I now? I have lost a staggering 7kg since Sunday 18 October. I’m not proud of the weight loss – more relieved that the worst is over. I’m not sure if the weight loss was worth all the emotional turmoil. Losing weight slower is better. If you want to lose weight drastically, discuss it with your GP first! Let it be under their supervision, so that your vitals can be monitored.
Most important lessons I have learned:
- Weight loss should start with healthy eating habits.
- Care enough about yourself to plan for healthy meals and snacks.
- Never let yourself become so hungry that you would eat ‘anything’.
- Comfort food can be wholesome.
- There’s nothing wrong with a list of what you have/what you want, as long as your expectations are realistic.
- I have to start exercising soon
- Some of us only learn through experience …
Ok, so I know the book’s not new (it was first published in 2002, then 2004 and reissued in 2007), but I’ve never cooked from it. I’ve been eyeing it’s mouthwatering content for the last two weeks, though. And seeing we’re having a brother each (one on Neill’s side, one on my side) over for a late Sunday lunch, this is the chance I’ve been waiting for. We’ll be having the Moorish crunch salad as a starter, followed by some roasted chicken stuffed with fragrant couscous and cooked on a sweet potato stovie, as well as the slow-roasted balsamic tomatoes with baby leeks and basil. But the absolute best should be the Baileys and banana bread and butter pudding!
It doesn’t help, of course, that I haven’t had breakfast yet. Just looking at the beautifully photographed dishes in the book makes my tummy rumble! C x
PS One brother will bring his wife and one child, and the other brother a girlfriend!
PS. I was so eager to get them in the oven that I forgot to add the brown sugar and cinnamon topping before baking (had to sprinkle it on afterwards). But, I baked them, and I'm not sorry!