A busy Easter weekend

I do my best to stay as raw as possible, but this past Easter weekend I had some stumbling blocks. I knew last Saturday was going to be busy. We had my son’s soccer game in the morning followed by Easter brunch and an egg hunt, then a birthday party in the late afternoon and finally date night. It was going to be the exact opposite of the day I wrote about in Slowing down for a sick day. I thought I was prepared. I made my son’s breakfast then I made some green juice for my husband and I.  I also made banana almond shakes to drink after the game as well as some other small snacks, because playing soccer makes my son really hungry.

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After my son’s game we headed for brunch, we were all hungry and ready to eat.  We go to the same Saturday Easter brunch/egg hunt every year. I couldn’t wait to get there and enjoy an extra large salad. As I headed up to the buffet I noticed something very strange. NO SALAD! I was really hungry and wasn’t sure sure what I was going to eat. I noticed some fruit in the corner but it looked under ripe, because it was all out of season. I knew if I had fruit without greens I would not feel very good afterward, so I decided to have an egg white omelet with no cheese. Yes, that’s right I had eggs. I’m not a vegan, I do enjoy eating fish and honey. If my body stops craving fish I will most likely stop eating honey and become one, but for right now I’m happy the way things are.

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It felt a little strange ordering an omelet for myself, I don’t crave eggs anymore but I wasn’t disgusted by the thought of eating one so I gave it a try.  I asked the chef to load my omelet with vegetables and omit the cheese. I walked around with my plate still in disbelief that there were no vegetables in sight. Am I the only one who wants salad at brunch? I did find some roasted white potatoes, I added a small scoop to my plate. I ate my food and still didn’t feel full so I got some fruit, I tried to get the most ripe pieces.  I was glad I had my green juice in the morning and wasn’t craving sweets, because there was a huge table of desserts.  I felt unsatisfied and craved more nutrition, but it was time to move on so we headed to the egg hunt.

After my son gathered all his eggs we stopped stop by our house for about 1/2 an hour before heading to the birthday party. I decided to make some snacks. I washed and chopped some mache and romaine lettuce, sliced an avocado, added some lemon juice and sea salt to everything and wrapped it all up in nori sheets. The ultimate fast food. I ate my wraps as we headed out the door. My son enjoyed an apple. I was so glad I took some time out to nourish my body because there was nothing for me to eat at the party either. I felt much better after eating my greens and had a great time watching my son play as I talked to my friends. Next stop was home then finally, date night.

After our babysitter arrived we said our goodbyes and we headed to my former favorite pizza restaurant to meet our friends. They make the most amazing salads there and I was really looking forward to ordering one. My salad was even better than I imagined and I enjoyed every bite as the rest of the table ate their homemade Buffalo mozzarella. I wasn’t at all jealous. I was however curious if I would still like the pizza without the cheese, because I once loved the crust. I decided to order a cheese less pizza and find out. I don’t believe in depriving myself, if I want to try something to see if I still like it I will. The result is I don’t crave too many things that aren’t raw.

When my cheese free pizza arrived I was anxious to take a bite. I didn’t like it as much as I thought I would. The crust wasn’t as good as I remembered it. I suppose my tastes have changed. I ended up picking the vegetables off and just eating them plain. I was glad I tried it, but next time I’m ordering two salads.

One thing I learned from this experience is that I always need to keep some fruits and vegetables in a cooler with me when I leave the house. Sometimes things don’t turn out the way we think they will. As for the eggs, I liked eating them but I will probably not be eating them again.  The smell of eggs doesn’t turn me off the way the smell of meat does, but the texture seams a bit funny to me now. I think I’ll stick to my large salads.