Simple Roasted Cauliflower

Growing up, cauliflower was not a vegetable we ate often. On the rare occasion we had it, it was drowned in a cheese sauce, probably Velveeta. Since I didn't really like it, once I had my own household, I never purchased it. It just wasn't a vegetable I ate.
Then I started getting Bountiful Baskets. Of course when I opened my first basket, there was a head of cauliflower staring back at me. Ugh! As much as I didn't like cauliflower, I like wasting money even less! So, I determined to find a healthy way to fix it that I could tolerate.
And I did!

Simple Roasted Cauliflower

1 head Cauliflower
1 tbsp Oil (Olive or Grapeseed are my preference)
1-2 tbsp Herbs de Provence
Salt and Pepper to taste

Directions
1. Preheat oven to 400*.
2. Cut cauliflower florets off of stem. Toss with oil and Herb Mix.
3. Spread cauliflower in a single layer on a baking sheet. Sprinkle with salt and pepper.
4. Roast for 20-30 minutes, turning 1-2 times. Cauliflower is ready when fork tender and browning on the edges.

Menu Plan Monday - May 28 - June 2

On last week's menu plan, I said I would let you know how well we followed the plan. I had great intentions. I really did. But then, my dad was readmitted to the hospital. I feel like that's a pretty good excuse for straying from the plan.

What We Ate

From the Menu Plan

Grilled Chicken, Carrot Risotto, Broccolette, and a Whole Wheat Cheddar Biscuit

Ham, Onion, Spinach, Tomato Quiche - I liked this, Lydia ate it with a little prodding, Jake was NOT a fan.

In the Hospital

Bacon, Eggs, Biscuits, Gravy, French Toast in many different combinations

Panera Muffins

Lots of Soy White Chocolate Mochas from Starbucks

Hospital Sushi

Hospital Mongolian Grill - this was actually really tasty!

Outback

Panera Salad/Sandwich

Chipotle - and I ate the whole thing and thought I might explode!

Chick-fil-a - at least twice

Salad Bar

Monster Sized Macadamia Nut Cookie

And probably other stuff that now escapes my memory. Needless to say, I did not eat real. Or even remotely healthfully. But I refuse to feel bad about it - I did what I had to do. Next week will be a better week!

::One::

Singapore Noodles (from Clean Eating June 2012)

Sesame Soy Cucumber - using this sauce.

::Two::
Hamburgers topped with Pineapple and Bacon
Rutabaga and Sweet Potato Fries
Watermelon

::Three::
Flank Steak with Orange Rice
Salad

::Four::
Pasta w/ Smoked Bacon, Butternut Squash, and Spinach
Salad

::Five::
Grilled Chicken
Amazing Kohlrabi
Steamed Broccoli

Here's to hoping for an only mildly crazy week!

And Then I Dropped Off the Face of the Earth

I started this blog with great plans for posting regularly. I lined up several half finished drafts as things came to mind. When I was confident I had enough material to last more than 1 day, I decided to launch. And then...

Then, last Monday night, just as I was sitting down to complete a few of those drafts, I got the call. One of those calls you really don't want to get. It went something like this:

Me: Hello.

My Mother: (quite cheerfully) Hey Cass, just wanted to give you an update on everything.

{Side Note: My dad had a heart transplant on April 12/13th of this year. Last week was his first week at home. Saturday and Sunday he had been having a bit of a rough time. We expected him to be admitted back into the hospital at his appointment Monday. And he was.}

Me: Great! How's everything going?

Mom: (major voice change) The doctor said your Dad is in rejection and it will be a miracle if he makes it thought the night. [Begins crying]

From there it went something like, "[cry] Should I come? [blubber] Of course I should come! What am I thinking?! [ugly cry] I'm coming! I'm packing my bag right now and I'll be there in two hours! [sobbing]"

Next up was me calling Jake to come get me since I could not drive like that and my friend Amy to come watch Lydia. For the first half of the drive, I quietly cried and mostly sat in silence. Then Mom called again. Honestly, I thought she was going to tell me I was too late. Instead she said he was doing better.

My first reaction? Extreme annoyance. I mean really, the man has been on the brink of death and subsequently resurrected more times than I can count. I'm starting to feel like the girl who cried wolf as I call in to work, send out the prayer requests, and cash in on free babysitting.

He looked great when we got there, but unfortunately, he wasn't. The next couple of days were horrible and we sat by his side, just waiting. It's pure torture. It's been almost a week since the rejection has been declared. He made it through that night, and several more, but it's been pretty close a time or two. Right now, he is in stable but critical condition in ICU as they fight for his life.

Once he reached the stable point, I decided to come home. I want to be there, but I have a family here with Lydia that I cannot abandon. So here I am.

Forgive me if blog posts are sporadic. This week (month? year?) has been a roller coaster. Feel free to come along for the ride.

And it's not JUST about Food...

I want our lifestyle to be more active. You know the old adage: Eat less. Move more.

We're working on the whole eating less (processed) thing, but what about the move more?

I'll admit. This one is hard for me. I really don't like to move. I like to sit. Or lay. Oh, don't get me wrong, I like to go places and do things. But getting that initial boost to get moving does not come naturally.

Maybe it's because I'm extremely unathletic. Maybe it's because I'm uncoordinated. Maybe it's because I'm out of shape. It's probably mostly because I'm lazy.

Not very long ago, my days went something like this:

Wake up.
Waller around in the bed until the last possible second.

My workout:
Rush like mad to get myself and L ready. Most of the time at least one of us will have wet/pony tailed hair.
Drive like a crazy person to drop L off and get to work. Silently curse out anyone who dares to drive the speed limit. Or stop at a stop sign. Or NOT turn right on red (I really do.not.care if you weren't planning to go right, get out of the WAY!).
Sprint up the stairs to work. Think you may die at least once, but up to 10 times in the stairwell.
This concludes the workout portion.

Plop into rolling chair and do not get up unless absolutely necessary. *Note: I can reach the fax machine, filing cabinet, and printer all without standing. I do have to get up if I want water. So I generally just don't drink.
Work with minimal movement all day. Only get up for lunch or to ahem....relieve myself.
Walk down stairwell. Or ride elevator if I can think of any reason I might need to.
Pick up L.
Make dinner. Hey, at least I'm standing for this part!
Eat dinner.
Try to will stuffed self up to clean up dinner.
Lay on couch and mess around on phone until L's bedtime routine starts.
Bathe and bed child.
Lay on couch/bed/floor and chat with J or watch a movie. Or sleep. Ok, mostly sleep.
Go to bed for at least 8 hours.
Repeat.

It's really quite pathetic. No wonder I had no energy. I wasn't pushing my body to do anything.

But after watching Dad struggle so much with weakness as his heart started failing, I decided I should do something about it. Needed to. Had to.

So I started a boot camp app. Seriously, the first time was easy. Really easy, as in one of the exercises was just to support yourself on your hands and knees. I thought it was a joke. Then I was sore the next day. How embarrassing. Slowly the difficulty of the exercises and my strength has increased. I can see my calf muscles! And I feel great! Those stairs I used to huff up in the morning? I take them in stride now.

I'm still working on making movement a regualr and enjoyable thing for me and L, but I've got some ideas up my sleeve.

Menu Plan Monday

Because we are a small family with a toddler who randomly eats enough for a bird or an elephant, I generally plan five dinner menus that should feed four. If L eats like a bird, I have leftovers for lunch. If she eats like an elephant, well, there's always salad/sandwich/frozen something I can take instead.

I also found I do NOT do well with a very specific plan. I need the freedom to change what night we are having what dinner. Plus, we don't plan ahead very well for evening plans so I like to have some easy as well as more difficult meals at the ready. So, without further ado, here is what we plan to eat this week:

::One::

Grilled Chicken - Marinated in Balsamic Vinaigrette

Carrot Risotto using brown rice

Roasted Broccolette

Whole Wheat Cheddar Biscuits

::Two::

Ham and Green Onion Quiche (from Clean Eating June 2012) - add spinach

Salad

::Three::

Singapore Noodles (from Clean Eating June 2012)

Sesame Soy Cucumber - sliced and quartered cucumber that I add sauce from this to. Easy.

::Four::

Chipotle Beef Tacos

Mexican Rice

::Five::

Jambalaya - Ok, this one is not real. A pack of Lipton Dirty Rice with half a cubed polish sausage and some bell pepper, onion, and celery thrown in. Once I run out of the Lipton sides, I'll be looking for a way to make this real.

Salad

So there you have it! I'll report back next week and let you know how closely we stick to it. And for more menu plans, check out Org Junkie!

The Beginning

I plan to chronicle my family's switch from the Standard American Diet to a fresh, whole foods diet. It's something I've been interested in for a while. It has constantly drawn me in. Whole foods. Fresh foods. Organic foods. But it's consistently been just out of my reach. Or rather, just outside of how far I chose to reach. But finally (and slowly) I have made the decision to transform our eating habits.

How, exactly, would I determine the beginning of that change?

Was it seven years who when I moved out on my own and had to cook if I wanted to eat?

Was it two years ago when I started working a desk job and my metabolism (and daily movement) plummeted?

Was it eighteens months ago when my stomach started hurting every.single.day?

Was it a year ago when I determined my stomach hurt every single time I ate out?

Was it two months ago when I read In Defense of Food by Michael Pollan?

Was it a month ago when Dad had a heart transplant and I started viewing life differently?

In reality, each of these milestones has had an influence on how I eat. In a three steps forward, two steps back fashion, I have moved towards a healthy diet. But I've always found an excuse to not stick with it. Some excuses were even justifiable - though I will admit, I'm the queen of justification.

But this time - I want it to stick.