Here’s a bit of a run-down. Earlier this year I went mostly raw. Then I burned out for about a week or two and couldn’t look at anything not cooked. lol. Now I’m on cruise control on 900-1000 calories a day with highly concentrated raw foods included, but not the whole shebang for now. It must be some weird brain fart I’m having. My digestive problems like reflux have all but gone away doing at least half raw vegan and cultured foods like kefir and kombucha.

How much do I weigh now?  I don’t know. I don’t own a scale. I’ve been fighting with myself on getting one. I have had to get rid of 2 pairs of pants that are now too big for me.

Exercise is STILL a problem for me and this is why the weight is slow coming off.  I love my rebounder, but right now it’s being used to hold papers and computers. lol.  My goal is to get it cleaned off again this week and start jumping more often.

I’m 5’10 and I want to weigh 130 lbs. lol.  I’ll be almost model-material. lolz!!  But seriously, 130 is my ultimate goal. I don’t think I’ll kick myself for 150 but I’ll probably be one of those people forever trying to get off that last 20 lbs. If I am a rich lady by the time 150 happens, well hell, I may just pay to have the rest vacuumed out.

I’m sitting here snacking on a piece of heaven. And trust me when I say that you don’t know the meaning of the word heaven until you’ve tried lychee fruit.  Lychee is not a product or a recipe or a new diet pill, you simply peel and eat. If there is one thing that being mostly raw has taught me so far and that is the love of nature’s own “packaged” foods. There isn’t any Hagen Daaz ice cream flavor that can surpass the taste, character and mouthfeel of real, live fruit.

Lychee has a quality that only one other fruit (that I know of) has: rose scented flavanoids – and that would be rose hips of course.  The rose nose of lychee is so decadent, so enchanting, that it’s easy to get lost in this low-calorie indulgence!  Go ahead and eat the whole bag!

Isn’t that the best part about fruit? Unlike potato chips, you can eat this entire bag of lychees and still have a good day!

I’m eating my bag right now.

]]> http://www.msfatty.com/for-the-love-of-lychee/feed/ 0 http://www.msfatty.com/zit-cream-in-lasagna-silly-putty-in-mcnuggets/ http://www.msfatty.com/zit-cream-in-lasagna-silly-putty-in-mcnuggets/#comments Mon, 28 Jun 2010 15:36:20 +0000 Ms. Fatty Cake http://www.msfatty.com/?p=574 Sometimes while shopping I like to look through the frozen food section (used to spend a lot more time there before trying to get healthy) and see what kind of chemicals are in everyday frozen, processed foods.  Here’s one I’ve never seen before:

Benzoyl Peroxide

A package labeled “gourmet” lasagna with a price tag to match, among other chemicals I had no clue about, benzoyl peroxide was listed as an ingredient. How about that? Zit cream in your lasagna!  YUMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!  What will those whacky food corporations think of next?

How about silly putty in your McNuggets!?

But then again, you always knew this crap was bad for you, right? Yet, knowing the facts and then actually doing something about it (like not giving these jerks your business) are two different things altogether. I mean, the heroin junkie KNOWS that heroin is bad for his body, yet he continues to visit the heroin dealer. There is no doubt in my mind that these “food” (and I use that term loosely here) corporations know what kind of chemicals make their food irresistible to American tastebuds and continue to follow that path, because of course, they have to eek out a living too, just like the corner heroin dealer.

You like fried food? Why not buy some fresh chicken, eggs and bread crumbs and fry up your own chicken McNuggets?  I once read a story about a mom that took her child to grandma’s for a visit. Grandma proceeded to do just this: fresh, wholesome, home-made chicken “McNuggets,” but the child screamed and cried for McDonalds when they were served to him. How sick is that??? Would you take your child to the local heroin dealer so that they could develop a taste for his “chemicals” as well?

Now, when skimming over their website I get the distinct message of “we’re high falootin’ and also we can be gluten and nut free” … ok well maybe not “nut” free (har har).  By god they charge $8 for their cupcakes which is more expensive than the custom organic ones I’ve had done at Whole Foods in days yonder of blissful gluttony.

So let’s get something really very very clear:  Carrie and David are poison peddlers not so different from McDonalds or any other poison peddler. They peddle food that is deadly to us fatties…. so it would seem if they dislike us, they’d love to sell us a lot of their unhealthy product. Er… or maybe that’s how they should be thinking. Come to think of it, maybe that’s why they don’t work out of a brick and mortar, because they only sell cakes to “beautiful people” they like. And as we all know, for any sugar-salt-fat peddler, the fatties are their best customers.

Cakes, no matter how much whole wheat flour they are baked with, ARE NOT HEALTH FOOD. I don’t give a monkey’s behind if it’s gluten free, “organic” or whatever.   FRUIT is health food.  Vegetables are health food. Cakes are for skinny people without a problem, not for us fatties. Therefore we shouldn’t bother ourselves worrying about some two-bit home-kitchen “bakery” and what they think about us; for the record, I don’t like them either! They sell things that are poison to my body!

Please enjoy a piece of fruit and a half mile walk tonight instead of a cupcake.

It’s supposed to be the big whoop for dehydrated raw crackers that are gluten free. Gluten doesn’t make me feel great, but I feel a heck of a lot better on sprouted Kamut or even sprouted buckwheat. I also do the unthinkable with my sprouted Kamut, I grind it up with yeast and salt, let it rise and then dehydrate into raw loaves or crackers For shame, right?  I love it this way the best since the yeast makes the Kamut crackers more light and airy once they are dried out.

Now, tomorrow I am going to try the following, which will not include yeast as an experiment:  sprouted Kamut berries, sprouted buckwheat groats, sprouted sunflower seeds, poppy seed and a little salt for a new kind of raw cracker!   If that turns out good I will think about making an onion version this week, yum.

Anyhow… I’m not terribly enamoured with the medical industry in the USA. When I was super-fat I got the same “you’re fat” medical treatment, er.. or should I say “non-treatment.” Being fat is like being a smoker, it doesn’t matter what is wrong with you it’s always the fat or the smoking causing it. Which is really just on-the-job laziness by these M.D. Gods. But I digress.

I quit smoking 9 months ago in a bid to feel better. Well, I can breath better. I can exercise…. when I’m not falling into a state of catatonic fatigue, that is. I’m looking at making some changes? Yes. Maybe. Well, yes, I am, in fact, I just threw $30 at a vintage, non plastic, food dehydrator… yep… I’m going to attempt to go raw to save my life.  And it’s my understanding that one must be at least %75 percent raw to start getting benefits from it.  I still need to be allowed my occaisonal martini, and once a week beer and “lite” popcorn movie night. lol. I know, I know, talk of martinis is likely to make these raw gurus shudder in pain.  lol. 

I’m really excited about this dehydrator because last summer, when I was baking essene bread out in the hot sun, and not eating any grain unless it was sprouted, I really felt a lot better.  It’s inconvient to only be able to do this on hot summer days, so I’m counting on this dehydrator being the bomb!

My solution to this was two-fold: Take the party to a restaurant when you can -or- if you have to cook at home for guests, cook the good and healthy stuff! Roasted turkey instead of “fried,” baked sweet potatoes instead of that marshmallow brown sugar nightmare found on most holiday tables, low sugar, highly spiced fruit crisp with minimal crust, and so on… If you don’t present it as “healthy” foods, but instead present it as “gourmet” or “something different and yummy” people are not going to moan and groan about it. This year, we took the party outside. Restaurants were the answer. My kitchen was left in its’ immaculate state with twigs and barks intact and ready for me when I came home!

The restaurants were not a fail whale for me at all. You see, since I have been on this very low calorie diet based in high levels of nutrient intake, my appetite isn’t much to write home about. I was not at all tempted to order the banana split sundae. The thought of that made me think about hurling. It did!  I had salmon. I had vegetables. I had a bite of someone elses tiramisu.  I was satisfied, not tempted, not suffering, not in pain and best of all, I did not have to deal with the digestive consequences of breaking my diet.

This fatty did not take off the holidays. I trudged right on through. Ok, I did get drunk on pear-in-the-bottle brandy. lol. The rest of the time I stuck with vodka and grapefruit juice.

It was a long argument.

What this is like is getting a two year old to eat the broccoli.

But in the end he agreed to TRY it. I told him this will be like “smoking outside,” If he wants pizza, he can go out and have pizza. He’s not forced to eat what I have here, but I simply do not have the time to cook 2 meals or clean up after 2 sets of meal dishes. I work 16 hours a day. We do not bring anything into the house that isn’t healing and nutritious.

I’m very busy getting this all ready to go. 

Quitting smoking was a similar situation. We’re both successfully quit for almost 6 months now using those electronic water vapor cigarette  — otherwise known as an e-cig. We both wanted this with the same passion and desperation. How much better we both feel since we stopped smoking!

But when it comes to food, dude can pack it away and when I bring out the barks and seaweeds, he can’t deal. He’s skinny, andl except for his little potbelly, which, for him is a non-issue that goes away if he runs around the block every day for a month. lol.

So today after an especially painful cuisine experience, I’ve decided that our kitchen is going to be transformed into a health center. He has no say in this. He can eat his food out if he wants to have anything that is not in the kitchen, and I’m chucking a whole truckload of food out, that doesn’t need to be here. But really, I don’t have much on hand that is necessarily “bad,” but for example, peanut butter… it’s just too damn easy to make peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, you dig???!  This kitchen needs to be a restricted area, with barks and seaweeds, lentils and hempseed.

And that is what is going on tonight. The transformation of the kitchen from a feeding trough to a health center.

I haven’t told my husband yet.