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CAUGHT in the Act!

Sooooo, Bratty Taste Buds, I understand you hijacked this blog and posted all about how misunderstood you are, how you have been laying low and waiting me out, how you are all about “love” and “malleability” and “kindness” and peace, joy and happiness.

Right? Riiiiiight!

So, why then, after saying how much you loved the Smoothie (and I truly believe that you did), did you go all RabidForChocolate on me? And what about the coconut cookie? And the ice cream? And I know there was more over-the-top noshing going on, but The Brain became enveloped in some kind of weird fog and lost touch with any form of dietary reality.

THAT’S why I’m still not able to trust you, Bratty Taste Buds. Just when I think you are truly happy, that little gleam sneaks into your eye (figuratively speaking of course) and before I know it, you have hijacked more than my technology … you are running rampant in the kitchen!

I realize I ran out of your favorite Paleo treat and that may have set you off. I also realize that I stocked up on some grandkid treats, making the pantry more like Disneyland than a health-food store. And I know from experience that the busier The Brain gets, the more demanding you get. And it was a very busy day.

But I don’t forgive you, yet. I am trying to create a wonderful world for you … a place you can inhabit and enjoy, a place that will meet all your needs, satisfy your cravings … essentially rock your socks off (again, in a figurative sense). Your world has to be able to co-exist with my world, the world of The Brain as you like to call it. Because The Brain is in charge of health.

And without health, Little Buds, there is no me. And if there is no me, there is no you.

Shhh! We’ve Got A Secret!

Don’t tell The Brains, but we, HerBrattyTasteBuds, hacked into her blog account and it’s OUR turn to post.

We’ve been biding our time to see how long this “diet” thing was going to last. While we relaxed, we did a little bit of poking around on the web. And we found this guy who seems to understand (and maybe even like?) us little sensory organs.

Listen to THIS! “Taste buds are malleable little fellas. When they can’t be with the foods they love, they learn to love the foods they’re with.”

What do you think of THAT? That enlightened piece of wisdom is straight from the mind of Dr. David Katz, director of the Yale University Prevention Research Center. (You can read the whole article containing that quote in the article Salt, Siblings and Shelf Life, April 23, 2010 here:

Doesn’t Malleable Little Fellas sound so very much kinder than BrattyTasteBuds? And did you notice that Dr. Katz used the word “love” not once, but twice in the SAME sentence. He was talking about US, and what we are capable of!

So, The Brains made us something today that totally validates the wisdom of Dr. Katz. We are going to call it Taste Buddies Delight. What The Brains did was put all this stuff (and most of a banana) into her blender, whirred for about 40 seconds, and poured it all over us.

MAN! I want to keep it clean here, but we’re not called sensory organs for nothing! It was like bathing in the most beautiful sunrise you could imagine. It really woke us up and got us dancing!

So, maybe we will just re-direct any remaining brattiness we have left into hacking and blogging. Maybe we can convince The Brain that we want to be less bratty where food is concerned. Maybe we can even become her Taste Buddies!

Taste Buddies Delight

Ingredients for Smoothie

Blend all:
¾ banana
6 pineapple chunks
1 T pineapple juice
¾ c. coconut almond milk blend (unsweetened)
1 T almond butter
½ t. cinnamon honey
1 t. hemp protein
2 ice cubes

A Good Day for MyBrattyTasteBuds and I

Yesterday at my Crossfit gym, the workout started with a discussion on what powers our workouts: nutrition. Crossfit recommends Zone or Paleo eating. I didn’t know much about Zone, but found out that an important concept is to eat every 3-4 hours, including an hour before bed and within an hour of waking in the morning. That keeps the metabolism even. Every meal and snack needs to have protein, good fat and good carbs. This keeps the insulin even.

I might try to blend the two if possible.

But today, everything I ate made me feel awesome! MBTBs were so content and non-demanding! I gave them a tasty sweet potato hash from The Everyday Paleo cookbook, some “Paleo poop” (, some yummy almond butter …(and other things, of course) … And to top it off …

Fresh strawberries with coconut/ almond milk poured over them, with a bit of cinnamon and hemp seed topping. Happy, happy Taste Buddies!

Resource for Stubborn Taste Buds

My daughter, who has been my role model for my journey this last year, recommended this book. So I just got the Kindle version, and now I can have everything at my fingertips.

This book has a great section on eating Paleo (which I’ve been *mostly* doing since January and dramatically reduced my LDL cholesterol) and a great section on the kinds of exercise I’ve been doing for 2 months (dramatically reducing the number of migraines I’ve had while increasing muscle tone, strength, flexibility). I don’t think the exercises are called Crossfit in the book, but the moves are the ones I do at my Crossfit gym.

It shows how to feed kids the Paleo way, and tells of how the author’s children benefitted (including some behavior improvements).

I am excited to try some new recipes!

Balancing the Guilt Factor

We are on a working vacation. So it’s not really a vacation. I’m away from my routine, my Vitamix, my Crossfit gym, and many of my go to foods. And currently watching slender Giada on the Today Show making sorbets and ice cream treats. Does she REALLY eat what she cooks? Unbelievable!

Last night after a day of running, walking, packing, cleaning and eating reasonably, we went to dinner. Here in California, every item on the menu lists its calories. So I chose well and had a great Paleo meal. But, hungry and tired, I gave into bread and wine.

Now that’s not a grave sin. But My Bratty Taste Buds are gloating a little. It feels like they won a little tug of war and I don’t like giving them even that at this point on my journey. If I had gone into the restaurant with a PLAN to have bread and wine, I’d be OK. But they snuck one in on me.

So I’m dealing with some guilt over this.

Tough Love for Taste Buds Pays Off

Bratty Taste Buds, you know I love you. It’s just that you have run me ragged over the years, and frankly it wasn’t working any more. So I had to get tough.

I appreciate the fact that you are being so understanding lately, and actually enjoying almond butter and coconut milk and chia seeds and vegetables all sorts of ways including blended up into a gooey drink.

It was very nice to be able to take you out for dinner and give you some coconut shrimp and Chilean Sea Bass with a great sauce. I know you appreciated the Key Lime pie, but I was truly impressed when you only wanted half the portion and waited until the next day for the rest.

Is it possible we can both be happy? I’m keeping my fingers crossed.

My Bratty Taste Buds School ME!

I have offended my taste buds. Seems they don’t love being called bratty. They sat me down and told me a thing or two. Here’s how it went:

MBTBs: You are hurting our feelings. We don’t like being called bratty.

Me: (Didn’t I just say that?)

MBTBs: If we’re bratty, it’s because you’re a wimp.

Me: I get it. You don’t like to be called names. I don’t either. Truce?

MBTBs: No. You started this war and we think you need to hear some things before there can be a truce.

Me: Well …. Okay … does it have anything to do with me being a so-called wimp?

MBTBs: It has a LOT to do with you being a wimp. You remember the days when you just SAT AROUND all day?

Me: I NEVER sat around all day! I was a working mom of three! Not only that, I was a teacher! I worked looooong hours and had to be in the car for hours each week getting to and from work, and when I got home I had to grade papers, and prepare new lessons, and make phone calls to parents, and do report cards AND cook dinner for the family, and help my own children with homework and drive them to events, AND do work for my online master’s classes, AND —

MBTBs: Whoa! We didn’t say you weren’t busy! We applaud your work ethic and all, but …

Me: But WHAT?!

MBTBs: But … while you were so busy taking care of everyone and everything else, we were taking advantage of you.

Me: But why? Why would you do that?

MBTBs: Hey. You’re forgetting that YOU are the one with the brain! We’re just little sensory organs. Your big, powerful brain LET us take advantage! That brain you think is so evolved … is a WIMP!

Me: OK, you’re going to have to explain that one.

MBTBs: As we started to say … remember those days when you just sat around all day? We know you were busy, but your body was basically a blob being moved around by mechanical devices and sitting in front of electronic devices …

Me: Hmmmm. My car. My computer. My TV.

MBTBs: Aha! When you were ranting about all your hard work, you forgot to mention your favorite pastime … watching TV!

Me: Well, it was so handy, and I could do some of my schoolwork in front of it and it gave my mind a little break from more stressful thoughts, and sometimes it made me laugh … and these aren’t BAD things, are they?

MBTBs: Hey, we don’t judge. We’re just here to tell you the facts, ma’am. Fact is: we, your so-called bratty taste buds, were only doing what you asked us to do.

Me: Really? I was asking you to stuff my face with so much food that I came very close to hitting the 200 pound mark? I was asking you to scream and cry until I gave in and gobbled cake and cookies and doughnuts and second helpings of everything? I was asking you to make me think of food when I wasn’t even hungry? I was asking you to take one little sniff of freshly baking bread and go bonkers on me? I was asking you to ——

MBTBs: Yes.

Me: (Blank stare)

MBTBs: We can see by your blank stare that you don’t get it.

Me: (Blank stare)

MBTBs: OK, breathe girl! And listen. Add this up: body sitting around all day + relatively unlimited supply of tantalizing food = (pause, pause, pause) …?

Me: (Blank stare and furrowed brow)

MBTBs: Equals?

Me: (furrowed brow)

MBTBs: OMG! No wonder we’ve been in control for so long. The part of your brain that regulates health is apparently dormant.

Me: Hey!

MBTBs: OK, let’s try this. You’re familiar with the Law of Inertia, right?

Me: A body at rest will remain at rest unless acted upon by an outside force.

MBTBs: Bingo!

Me: Are you saying that because I was “resting” my body so much, it just wanted to keep on sitting around?

MBTBs: And eating. To make sure that it could just keep resting. Because moving around got harder and harder. That’s when you became a total wimp.

Me: Hmmmmmm. When I started having lots of back problems. And knee problems. And hip pain. And I just wanted to keep sitting because it hurt to move.

MBTBs: Don’t think we aren’t sympathetic … we are human after all. But we just don’t want to be blamed for stuff that you caused.

Me: OK. I’m starting to get it. You thought that since I was just “sitting around” so much of the time that’s what I wanted. So you *encouraged* me to eat. So I could keep sitting. You were just trying to make me happy. I guess I owe you an apology.

MBTBs: Apology accepted. But don’t forget … there is another part to the inertia thing.

Me: Oh, yeah. A body in motion will remain in motion unless acted upon by an outside force.

MBTBs: And you HAVE been getting a lot more motion in your life. Those Crossfit workouts are impressive. At least, the fact that you do your best in them is impressive. Ever since you have been moving your body more, we have been behaving better, don’t you think?

Me: Wow. I’m not sure. We’ve been at war for so long, I don’t know that I can really trust you. There have been so many times you have led me to food when my body didn’t really need it that I am not sure I know yet when I’m hungry or just trying to please you.

MBTBs: (Blushing a little)

Me: So you kind of enjoy taunting me a little, right?

MBTBs: (Blushing a lot)

Me: OK, here are my terms for a truce. Term 1: I don’t have to change the name of my blog. Term 2: Henceforth, the term “bratty” is used with complete respect, in light of all I have put you through. Term 3: Try to work on your brattiness.

MBTBs: Agreed. Now, how long has your body been at rest in front of this electronic device?

Me: Right. I’d better get moving! But first, can I get you a snack?

MBTBs: Thanks for asking! We’d like a Krispy Kreme original doughnut please! Or two …

Me: How about some fresh spinach sautéed in a slight amount of olive oil, a scrambled egg, and some Ezekiel cinnamon bread topped with almond butter, all washed down with a glass of almond/coconut milk infused with chia seeds?

MBTBs: (Humbled). Actually … that sounds better! Maybe we can be trained …

(To be continued)

My Bratty Taste Buds go to ChuckARama

Before Taste Bud Training: A typical buffet meal included french fries with fry sauce, STICKY BUNS, rolls with butter, pasta salad, potato salad, crab salad, fried chicken, coconut shrimp with sauce, fruity desserts with frozen yogurt, lemon cookie, oatmeal raisin cookie, snicker doodle, then veggies (fresh and cooked) and meats. I was stuffed.

After Taste Bud Training: Fresh salad greens with carrots, olive oil and a splash of vinegar, green beans, squash, roast beef, roast turkey, more salad, tablespoon of crab salad, a meatball, fresh fruit, then most of one lemon cookie, two bites apple crisp, two french fries with a dab of fry sauce, more salad. I was very satisfied.

Brats, behave!

It’s beeen said before. The older you get, the harder it is to lose weight, to get in shape. In my previous efforts to drop pounds, it was hard at first, but soon I’d get over a hump and it got easier. Not that way so much anymore.

Every ounce has been residing comfortably in my body for decades, aided and abetted by my bratty taste buds. Every ounce wants to stay, make no mistake about this. The longer I let them stay, the more stubborn they become.

There is some good news. I am making progress with my bratty taste buds, but the battles continue. Just as I tame the sugar-monsters, the salty-dogs rise up to cause trouble, sneaking in when I’m not looking. I don’t see them coming. Plus I tend to underestimate their power.

Bratty Taste Buds, give me a break here!

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