I can't believe it's been a whole week already.
Mom roasted and slow-cooked a sirloin roast last night for dinner. It turned out totally Whole30, since she discovered she was out of beef gravy and only had beef broth. This was great for me, since the gravy she uses has MSG and all kinds of weird things in it besides the cornstarch and the flour you'd expect anyhow. It turned out delicious, and I had some for lunch today.
Breakfast was early this morning and I made 3 eggs. Oh, eggs. How I wish I had other things to eat with you! I cooked them in clarified butter and seasoned them with Essence. I didn't take a picture, but they looked like a trio of eggs fried over-medium with red stuff sprinkled on top.
For snacks and lunch I had some nuts, an apple, and some broccoli salad which I made yesterday. I chopped up most of a bunch of broccoli, added some chopped celery, onion, apple, and red pepper, and mixed it all up with some homemade may-le-o. That's mayo, but paleo. Get it? I was hoping the brocc would soften a little overnight, but I noted that it's rather... dry, as compared to a typical mayonnaise-dressed salad. I will probably add some more mayo to it when I go after another helping.
The combination of onion and apple is a delicious one. It goes especially well with pork, as in the stuffed pork chops I made not to long ago.
I was ravenous on arriving home, so I made some tuna salad with more of my mayo and--drumroll, please--I mixed it into the broccoli salad. Topped with some halved cherry tomatoes fresh from the produce market, this was an excellent lunch-dinner hybrid thing.
I eated it all.
Mostly because my salad greens went bad and I haven't replaced them yet.
Seriously, that's all I ate. Oh, and maybe a spoonful of almond butter. Tee hee!
On the non-food front, I may be coming down with whatever Daniel has. My throat is getting a little sore and I'm about to be a very angry Kristina if that happens. No sicky sicky! No!
My last thought for the day:
When you find the wonderful and beautiful things inside yourself, own them. They are yours and no one else's, and they were always there, even if you had to be shown where to look.