JLoeats.com

Man. it’s official,
i have the world’s most sensitive body.
i like how my horoscope today totally warned me about this too –
check it:
“Difficult sleep; don’t aggravate the situation with a dinner which is too copious or too rich in fats.”
HAHAHA,
hence i am up at 2:58am on sunday,
having to go into work in approx. 11 hours.
and i can’t sleep.

my body is itchy and i think i busted out in a small rash from the steak dinner i cooked myself,
and i’ve already downed 3 bottles of water. :P
i’ve been over eating this week, and i will be the first to admit,
i can’t help but put amazing flavours into my mouth sometimes, even when i know that i shouldn’t be eating such rich foods when i need to be “detoxing” right now.
haha. the car needs an oil changeeee
and it’s hard when i still need to take it for a roadtrip. ;)
we going the distance baby,
and i know,
i need to take better care of it, esp now. with all the stress from work.

but come on…
perfectly seared off steaks with finely chopped red onions sauteed in butter with an orange juice balsamic reduction compote with sides of sauteed spinach with chopped hierloom mini tomatoes from mexico, and roasted rosemary potatoes with sweet potato mash?! how can you resist.
and i just threw it all together!
“how can i make you cook on your day off from work?!”
“because it’s fun, and i miss making my own food :)”
“i cook. let’s eat!”

you know how i roll.
i spent 22 bucks,
for a dinner for two (cooked for my god bro tonight, since the idea of both of us trying to find a restaurant to eat out at that is affordable, on the last night of winterlicious, when we both were craving meat, potatoes, and a cold beer — seemed totally out
of the question… i’m sure you have this problem too, i like to call it — restaurant ‘EH’ syndrome, precisely when you know exactly what you want to eat, exactly what you’re craving, but know that you will have to spend over 50 bucks a person to get mediocrity at the ‘usual’ place in town, it’s the weekend, it’s probably packed, you’re in a hoodie, some boots and jeans, and you don’t want to put on your town pants because it’s minus 6 out. Celsius. can’t a sister just get some soul food around here for cheap?! haha not in canada, well at least not in the dead of winter on a saturday night at 7:30pm)

so i had suggested that we go pick up some angus steaks at our local supermarket (well we both drove out of the way to my fav one uptown) and i cooked since i know exactly how i like my meat. –
internally 135 degrees, at most, browned on both sides with salt and pepper.
simple, delicious,
and how steaks should be.
mmmm.

and now,
my body is screaming at me.
because not only did i have that for dinner,
i had a chocolate crossant for dessert right after that (damn the pms and the chocolate cravings!)
and beef pho, spring rolls with fish sauce, and soy milk over a 3 hour lunch date with my favourite dietitian and friend, ms. K tang.
i love arguing and talking about saturated fats, where our meat comes from, and how much food REALLY costs in this country. i love to talk about our peeking and influential global diet of western diseases and nutritional additives
i love discussing what children are eating in schools and how pre natal development can also be so influential.
i love to learn about how a pregnant mother with 7 kids on welfare in canada can get more nutritional support and milk money to support her kids from our tax dollars than ‘rich’ folk do who eat microwavable dinners in front of their tv’s.
i love talking about how our generation is full of heartwarmed change pushers who all want to rebuild these countries full of opportunities and educate people about healthy lifestyle and what that REALLY means.
“how do i survive?”
“how should i feed myself?”
“what should i eat?”
and who decides what our children eat?

and because i can honestly say,
my personal story relating to my diet and lifestyle and eating habits have changed dramatically about 4 or 5 times in my lifetime already due to major health issues and sicknesses that have almost killed me twice before the age of 24,
that i have both relied on and been a ‘victim’ to the confusing health care system in needing emergency care in hospitals ranging from 3rd world status in china to supposidly accredited university ER’s in the states, all of which could not figure out what was “wrong” with me…that i can attest to the many claims of care that i make about how i think people should eat and be aware of the food that they consume nowadays if they care about their own survival at all (their own darwininan bar of fit at least). and wouldn’t you be happier if you not only “got by”, but strived to live a happier, more productive, and energetic lifestyle? :)
i know i do
and i write to share it all,
i write to share my stories
i write in hopes that maybe you will find some familiarity in my words,
to these confusing definitions set by institutions and systems in society that i have learned to challenge and ask questions about, that run my country
cuz let’s face it
we’re all going to die.
isn’t it all about the time we spend here and making it count that really matters?

Hmm,
thank you for giving me your life so i can eat*
and as a dear friend said to me once in high school:
“awareness is everything, yet nothing at all. it is what you choose to do with your knowledge that validates it’s existence in the world” – eL.
so young, so wise,
and so honest.

and sometimes,
it’s just so hard to swallow
because it’s hard.
but it’s the truth, and i can sugar coat it for you,
but sometimes,
you just need some good ol’ h2ohhhhhh!
;)
- J