Category: home life


I take photos of my food.

I do.

And I share those photos on social media.

I share them because I want people to like what the food looks like and even say ‘ooooh purdy food’ sometimes.

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I don’t share photos of all my food – curry and rice is hard to make look like anything but slop, and sometimes my meals are too mono-coloured to be pretty to look at. Also, dinners are hard to photograph because it is dark, and flashes and food do not go well together.

Those exceptions aside, my food does generally  look good. And it tastes good too.

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But I think it tastes good because I make sure it looks good.

 

When deciding on what I want to eat I consider how the colours would look together, how the plate would be composed, what the balance between items would be. The result is that I eat all the colours of the vegetable rainbow pretty much every day. I never overcook anything because grey, soft vegetables just look gross whereas crispy bright ones still retaining their colour look good in photos. A few slices of pepper and some cherry tomatoes on the side of avo on toast takes a green meal into a different realm of colour – and taste and nutrition. Nutritional yeast on a heap of roasted okra and baby aubergines turns the browns into something that both looks tasty and is actually good for me.

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I have always been an adventurous cook and that has continued to develop now that I look at new ingredients both in terms of what they may taste like, and what they would look like. My desire to explore new shapes, colours and textures in images has exposed me to new flavours and dishes.

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I probably eat less now (but still enough – I used to be a right piglet) because the plates that work well for photos are not huge dinner plates, but smaller, somewhere between side and dinner plate sized. (I think they may be called fish plates – but I dunno really.) If I am hungry I will have four, five, six meals in a day, but all on smaller plates. This smaller, more frequent eating works much better for me than three big meals, with seconds, a day.

 

I also take longer to make my food which stills me three times a day. Rather than a packet of crisps and a chocolate at my desk, I get up and prepare fresh food for myself. I don’t spend hours doing it but I have discovered that stopping for those twenty minutes to make the meal energises me for an afternoon at my desk. I stand, I stretch, I twist, move, bend and pick things up. I also talk to my dogs and sometimes even go outside, notice a new flower blooming, slip into the pool for a second or just breath, arms in the air, while I wait for something to heat, cool, cook or warm up.

I almost always eat at my desk because I spent the time preparing the meal, but I still get time away from work.

I find the process of preparing food meditative. I just stop the noise in my head, calm the thoughts, ignore the work stress, and instead, for a short period of time I just cook, prepare, slice, mix and arrange an attractive plate of food.

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Breakfast is the meal I most like photographing and so, for the first time in my life, I am eating a proper, healthy breakfast every morning. This may be related, or not, but also, for the first time in forever, I don’t get hangry when I get hungry. Maybe having breakfast is something that works for my body and it took wanting pretty photos for me to work that out.

 

I never would have thought that joining the IG and FB food sharing brigade would eventually have this effect on me.
What a win

I have never been a fan of fasts or cleanses or diets which completely cut any one thing out. Moderation seemed to me to be the answer to most of life’s questions. Then a friend of mine, equally not into silly eating things or juicing or colon cleansing (urgh!) said she had done whole30 and felt bloody brilliant on it. So I thought what the hell, let’s give this a bash.

I did it for 30 days but I realise now I did cheat – a lot. I knew then I was cheating but didn’t quite own how much. I drank wine – because life. I also drank sugar-free soft drink because I hadn’t read the book and didn’t think they counted as sugar. They do. And I ate bacon which I now know has dextrose used when curing it.

Blah blah blah – the fact was that even cheating I felt awesome after the month

I then went back to eating and drinking Every. Thing – and felt just totally crap.

So yesterday I started whole30 again. And this time I am doing it properly properly.  And part of that, always for me, is writing about it. So here goes:

Day 1 – it was easy. It seems pretty easy not to eat grain, legumes, sugar and dairy when you had a cheese sandwich  with hummus and a cup of milky, sweet coffee the night before as a sort of good bye to all that. i know this is the false sense of security and easy that this program starts with but that’s okay – I am enjoying the ease know the rest is coming.

 

My food was great and my tummy does already feel less sore. When I was eating all the food in the world, my IBS-like symptoms came back to say hello. I realised then that they had been gone for a month and their return reminded me that I thought a sore stomach was standard issue for life for an adult. Apparently not.

 

And the eating disorder self-esteem gobbling monster in me had nothing to bitch about as I got into bed to go to sleep. My last thought of the day was not what crap I had eaten and how I was weak cos of it. It was normal stuff like ‘oh my god, did I turn the oven off’, ‘I hope the dogs don’t fall in the pool and drown over night’, ‘remember that stupid thing you said in 1986’… you know, normal shit.

Anxiety issues much?? Naaaah J

This lack of self-beration may be the most important thing to me – I am tired of fighting that voice so maybe one way to beat her is to cut her fuel off. But we’ll see.

So yes, there we are, three meals down and up and ready for day 2. Feeling strong, feeling good, looking forward to the next 29 days.

 

One cannot blog about what one eats without begin that person who shares photos of it

so here you are

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breakfast – that’s fried aubergien pretending to be toast and preserved lemon rind on the top

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lunch – coconut flour crumbed chicken breasts on salad

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dinner – always hard to photograph. venison potjie with veg

 

And for what this eating thing is all about, go check out www.whole30.com

Ten kilometres! I walked 10 kilometres. and I wasn’t even trying to get deep into the woods to bury a body, i was walking for fun! 10 kilometres is a very long way
Charles and I did the ECR (local radio station) charity Big Walk on Sunday and we chose the 10km walk.
It was actually quite fun but it was hot and did I mention how far 10km is?
It took us 1 hour 46 minutes and my ankles hurt the same at the start as at the end – so that must be a good, right
There were over 30 000 people walking in the four options so a pile of money raised for charity
Photos are of us fresh before the walk and then at the finish. I went from pale skinned human to swollen strawberry face; Charles, on the other hand, looks exactly the same.
Let’s all collectively give him the side-eye for a second
Pfffft

It was fun and I am so glad I could do it, even on my no carb no sugar eating thing.
Monday will be a no walk day as I wait for my toenails to regrow

pre big walk

Fresh faced

post big walk

Fresh strawberry

 

I had an organic Karoo lamb shoulder to cook the other day and decided to make slow roast lamb – only the best way to cook lamb!

First I made a mint pesto by blitzing together mint, lemon juice, garlic and olive oil.

I browned the lamb and then smeared it with the mint pesto. In the pan, around the lamb, I put onions and fresh tomatoes. I added a small amount of water, just in case anything wanted to stick, and covered it all in foil.

In the oven at 170C for about 3 1/2 hours and the lamb was moist but falling off the bone.

I took the meat from the pan to rest and blitzed the remains of the tomato and onion and lamb juices to make an amazingly delicious gravy

Yum yum

and #whole30 compliant

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morning walk

This morning

Me 1: bleh, i don’t feel like walking today
Me 2: you always think that and always enjoy it
Me 1: i don’t have time. I have to meet Leaza
Me 2: pfffft, yes you do have time. how far you planning to walk? Cape Town?
Me 1: ‘whine’ but i also have to shower and wash my hair before leaving for the meeting

Me 2: it’s a friend, you can have wet hair. and since when do you not go out with wet hair

Me 1: but its hot!

Me 2: …..

Dogs: OMG my god, did she just pick up a shoe??  she did!! quick run to the door. are we walking? we are, aren’t we? OMG best. day. ever (they walk everyday btw) jump. grab her sock. run to the door. jump and twist. are we really walking? oh we are, we are.  quick. run in a circle. jump on her. bark. grab a shoe and drag her. WE ARE WALKING!!!!!!!!

Me 1 and Me 2: well i guess that’s decided