Like an Alcoholic at a Bar

The temptation is real and so are the hangovers. I can’t sleep… my insides hurt. Last week I was in the land of sourdough bread, or more commonly known as San Francisco. I attended a conference there. During the conference we had a nice breakfast most morning provided by the hotel for all in attendance. Oh joy! Coffee and pastries, two things I can’t have. I just watched as everyone around me enjoyed their evil breakfast.

I just though about the last time I “relapsed”. It was during a training week at work. Employees from our international offices came to our headquarters office. I didn’t attend the training, although I was invited to have breakfast. Everyday for a week I could have breakfast for free. The only thing more tempting than pastries are free pastries. I stayed strong Monday and possibly Tuesday. Then I couldn’t take it anymore. I caved. I ate an english scone. The next day I ate a breakfast sandwich on a large and delicious ciabatta roll. I felt fine. Well I felt fine for a day or two.

Then came the hangover.  I found myself writhing in pain in the handicap stall. Thoughts of guilt and remorse ran through my head as I wished I hadn’t done what I had. I wanted to die or maybe I was dying for those 10 minutes. I tried to return to my desk. I must have visited the restroom 7 times that day. I am just thankful no one came in to the restroom while I was in there. The sounds I made would have made a bystander ill.

I made a promise to myself that day that I wouldn’t eat bread. Well guess what? I takes a lot of control. It seems like bread is everywhere and it is often free. Well I caved, sure I didn’t eat the bread at every chance I got in San Francisco but I ate some. Now I have been sick for a couple of days. I am writing this post because I woke up at 4 a.m. I have work at 9 a.m. I hope I can sleep more. It hurts to even move. If I stay really still maybe I can sleep. My stomach is cramping, my left side has sharp pains, my intestines hurt! I am sorry I ate a chocolate croissant at breakfast last week. I am sorry I ate a sour dough roll with my crab at the Crab House on Pier 39. Everybody was doing it. I am sorry I ate the apple muffins the Bishop’s wife brought to church on sunday. I am sorry I ate a tiny pumpkin chocolate chip cookie at the Munch & Mingle after church yesterday. Please forgive me.


Food Matters

After watching Fat, Sick and Nearly Dead I watched another documentary that Netflix thought I would also like. The documentary Foodmatters  examines how the food we eat can help or hurt our health. Nutritionists, naturopaths, doctors, and journalists weigh in on topics organic food, food safety, raw foodism, and nutritional therapy. This documentary brings in a lot of theories and ideas from specialists of all sorts. What stood out the most while watching this documentary was a comment made about eating too much cooked food. The comment alleges that eating a diet that consists mostly of cooked foods will cause your body to react to the food as if it is a toxin in the body. The specialist explains that our diets would ideally consist of at least 50% raw food items. I’m sure that wouldn’t hurt any. It would defiantly cut out a lot of processed foods which I am certain are not as healthy as fresh produce and nuts. Anways while watching this documentary I kept thinking about this whole gluten intollerance deal. I have done research and found claims that people with celiac react to gluten as if it is a toxin in their body. “Celiac Disease (CD) is a lifelong inherited autoimmune condition affecting children and adults. When people with CD eat foods that contain gluten, it creates an immune-mediated toxic reaction that causes damage to the small intestine and does not allow food to be properly absorbed,” Celiac Disease Foundation.

The documentary makes a point that the unhealthy American diet is all a plot to get doctors rich.


“What you eat is what you are”, is a phrase my grandpa would say to me. As a child I would imagine myself as a large bunch of grapes perhaps like the character in the Fruit of the Loom commercials.

While the phrase made me imagine myself as variouse foods the meaning remains intact still today. If you eat unhealthy you are unhealthy.

I watched a popular documentary on Netflix called Fat, Sick and Nearly Dead.  The movie follows an overwight man in his journey to get healthy again. “100 pounds overweight, loaded up on steroids and suffering from a debilitating autoimmune disease, Joe Cross is at the end of his rope and the end of his hope. In the mirror he saw a 310lb man whose gut was bigger than a beach ball and a path laid out before him that wouldn’t end well- with one foot already in the grave, the other wasn’t far behind. FAT, SICK & NEARLY DEAD is an inspiring film that chronicles Joe’s personal mission to regain his health. With doctors and conventional medicines unable to help long-term, Joe turns to the only option left, the body’s ability to heal itself.

He trades in the junk food and hits the road with juicer and generator in tow, vowing only to drink fresh fruit and vegetable juice for the next 60 days. Across 3,000 miles Joe has one goal in mind: To get off his pills and achieve a balanced lifestyle. While talking to more than 500 Americans about food, health and longevity, it’s at a truck stop in Arizona where Joe meets a truck driver who suffers from the same rare condition. Phil Staples is morbidly obese weighing in at 429 lbs; a cheeseburger away from a heart-attack. As Joe is recovering his health, Phil begins his own epic journey to get well. What emerges is nothing short of amazing – an inspiring tale of healing and human connection. Part road trip, part self-help manifesto, FAT, SICK & NEARLY DEAD defies the traditional documentary format to present an unconventional and uplifting story of two men from different worlds who each realize that the only person who can save them is themselves. ” Written by Jamin Mendelsohn

The movie is inspiring. It is amazing to see how much the food we take into our bodies is a help or a hinderance to our physical and emotional health.

So why is eating gluten so unhealthy? This is the question that seems unanswerable. There are so many theories. Everywhere I go I talk to someone who ethier has celiac disease or knows someone who does. Isn’t what supposed to be healthy? Aren’t grains the foundation to build a healthy diet? Did celiac disease exist 100 or even 50 years ago? Why now? One theory is that too much of anything is a bad thing. The American diet has a large of amount refined wheat flour.  I think there is something to research here.

I haven’t started a juice fast, but sometimes I feel so rotten that I think I should do something that extreme.

5 Buck Pizza

I was talking to my friend Skippy Jessop the other day who happens to work at 5 Buck Pizza. He told me I should come in and get some pizza. I used to like going there. I worked across the street and I would get a really yummy chicken alfredo specialty pizza on my lunch breaks.  I told him that I couldn’t because I recently stopped eating gluten, and that means no pizza, Right? Well maybe not. He informed me that they had a gluten free option. What!!!??? Yay!

I finally went and got my gluten free pizza. It comes in a 10 inch option with a crispy herb crust. The order the gluten free crust from some other place. They try to keep it away from wheat flour by cleaning the preparation surface and using clean gloves. That was good enough for me! I was just so happy to eat pizza.

So I pretty much got all the topping because they are free! So now you can go get pizza with your friends and actually order pizza for yourself and not just chicken wings and a salad.

Oh and 5 Buck Pizza is very inexpensive. The GF option will set you back $8, which is pricy for the place but well worth it to me.

I highly recommend this pizza!