Long time no talk or so it feels. Not to wish any days away but rather, I’d like to rewind to the weekend right now. I already alluded to my plans for it ever so slightly in Sunday’s post but today’s the day to talk about it a little more. Because while I can’t actually turn back time and experience it once more there’s a least the chance to use What I ate Wednesday and Vegan Wednesday to reflect back on the good food eaten.
As if I wasn’t snack-savy enough already train journeys bring out that side of me even more. Yes, tell me about how boredom eating isn’t healthy but you can’t deny that a journey of ~ six hours can get quite tiring and require some fuel. Even if most of the time is spent sitting and trying to ignore the annoying part of your fellow travellers. Dear parents, I know you think your children are the cutest ever but other people would agree much more if your little ones weren’t throwing fits in what is a designated ‘silent’ wagoon. Okay, rant over. At least this way the attention was elsewhere and I got to snack on my favourites without any unwanted stares. Not that a stranger igiving me the looks would keep me from eating peanut butter on the train, though … Why, yes, I did. With a clean spoon I brought myself.
And while I’m not usually into fake meats traveling has always been an exception to rules. Traveling down memory lane for a second here my mum would buy Müller split pots, mini sausages [back then not vegetarian], overly sweetened yogurts and other elsewise deemed unhealthy fare. Oh the joys! These days, I don’t miss most of these foods. The snack sausages, however, have made a comeback – vegan, obviously. I’m not sure if they actually taste like meat because it’s been more than a decade since my last taste of it but they are a decidedly spicy and savoury snack in their own right.
Breakfast on the day I travelled was another bowl of savoury oatmeal. It’s still a favourite going strong and I don’t see myself changing it up too soon. Aside from the break while at my cousin’s house. Oatmeal, yes, but savoury? That seemed a little too unsual – yes, I admitted it – for the one full day I spent there, though.
In case you’re wondering about lunch on Friday: it was the assortment of snacks pictured above plus some oatmeal I’d brought along on the train. Or that part of oatmeal that didn’t spill … fail.
Dinner that night … was the biggest challenge but also proudest [recovery] moment for me. Like I mentioned above I was hungry despite sitting for hours prior to my arrival at my cousin’s house. Originally, I’d expected her to be the classic bread-and-spreads for dinner person but she greeted me saying a hot dinner was waiitng for us when she picked me up at the station. But then I gave myself an inner mini pep talk because: What’s the point in sticking with the dinner you can eat every day if you get the chance of expanding your tastebuds with a dinner … ? Needless to say, I decided to face my fears [and yes, writing it out makes me feel ridiculous] and eat.
Long story short: my cousin – about 95 % vegan and talented in the kitchen – had prepared a vegan stir-fry made from cauliflower ‘rice’, red cabbage, carrots and other vegetables fried in sesame oil and spiced with a generous amount of fresh ginger – delicious! Sides were brown rice [the best kind], a tahini sauce and fresh mango. Literally one of those dishes you can’t stop eating – and I didn’t. What’s even better is that my cousin used a [new-to-me] blogger’s recipe – so I can have it again at home. A winner for sure.
While I try to keep recovery posts to a minimum here for a few reasons this one was worth mentioning: my cousin – knowing about my ‘issues’ with food – commented saying she was surprised by how much I ate. Anybody in recovery will relate to the fact that’s one of those things not to say to people in recovery but this time I actually took it as a compliment. Traveling and eating food prepared by others are sadly still struggles for me. Yet this little weekend getaway proved all is not lost and I can work my way out and up there again.
… and I obviously ended the night on some chocolate. [recycled picture, though]. Because that’s another one of those habits I don’t see going anywhere soon.
Now that was one unintentionally wordy post and if you made it until here: thanks for reading. Don’t miss out on everybody else’s delicious creations!
The mango lottery: Does you agree it exists? Or any other kind of fruit that has a 50/50 chance of being hit or miss?