Dark Chocolate Tahini Cups (Plus Thoughts on Intuitive Eating with Food Restrictions)

Dark Chocolate Tahini Cups (Plus Thoughts on Intuitive Eating with Food Restrictions)

Early on in my “intuitive eating” experiment, I’d hear people ask questions like this:

“But what if I actually have to avoid certain foods??”

With so many years of restricted and regimented eating behind me, I really didn’t know what my body would do if I ate without any rules.

Turns out that rule-free eating was exactly what my sweet brain needed in order to relax…but my body has it’s own set of feel-good requirements.

And, over time, I’ve learned to listen…and without going back to the land of disordered eating and obsession!

There is a “new me” and an “old me” and they basically look the same.

The new me and the old me said “no” to sugar.

The new me and the old me lived with a lengthy list of things excluded from their diet.

The new me and the old me travel with a juicer, and always have packets of sea salt, a bottle of stevia, and a bar of “emergency chocolate” for all occasions.

Here’s the difference: 

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Hers & Hers Dark Chocolate Macadamia Cookies (grain & sugar-free, serves 2)

Hers & Hers Dark Chocolate Macadamia Cookies (grain & sugar-free, serves 2)

I used to hunt down single-serve recipes to save myself the pain of either bingeing on the whole batch or avoiding a single bite.

 

A single bite of forbidden food and I’d be spiraling into binge-land.

 

It felt downright monumental the first time I baked a batch of cupcakes with ease.

 

I’d spent so many years fighting myself and fighting food that seeing evidence of healing melted me as quickly as the frosting I piled on those piping hot cupcakes.

 

The secrets to not being crazy around food?

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How I Met My Wifey (+ Coconut Flour Cinnamon Bark Banana Bread)

How I Met My Wifey (+ Coconut Flour Cinnamon Bark Banana Bread)

I was smitten from the moment I met her.

I was standing at the front of the plane, saying “hello” as cheerily as I could – after having said it to hundreds of people already.

I’d been a Flight Attendant for a couple of years, dwelling in the sweltering city of Las Vegas.

At 21, I hadn’t told anyone but my best friend that I perhaps a tiny bit (okay, maybe a lot a bit) interested in dating girls.

The most daring hint I’d dropped to the rest of the world was briefly changing my Myspace song to Katy Perry’s “I Kissed A Girl”…and really, it was brief.

Releasing perfectionism has come in layers and this was certainly one of them: the “good girl” layer.

The layer where I allowed myself to be labeled as “good” and “sweet” and “the quiet one”.

And while of COURSE one can be a good, sweet, quiet lesbian – the descriptors weren’t the problem – the BOX I was putting myself into was.

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