When we arrived back to Florida I was ready for the plunge. I was sick of feeling sick, tired of being tired, scared of all the medications I was taking (they wouldn't even fit into one of those pill organizing boxes) and tired of doctors. Before we left on vacation I had met with my endocrinologist for my regular 3 month check up. I had horrible blood test results, and he warned me that I had to do something. And.....he gave me an additional prescription for my diabetes. While he was writing on my chart, I mentioned a vegan diet and asked him if it was safe for me to try, and did it produce good results? In a very off-handed manner he said "most people find it hard to follow." That was it. See you in three months.
We arrived home on a Saturday and on Sunday I cleaned out our pantry....threw out everything vegan offensive. The fridge was already empty from our vacation, but I rummaged through the freezer and when Jim wasn't looking threw out all the meat (expect his frozen meatballs for his pasta). He grabbed his ice cream and held it protectively, and I agreed he could keep it....ice cream doesn't tempt me. While I had my head stuck in the freezer I was amazed at the things that I found it there! I don't know how we got it all crammed in there. I threw out hot dog buns that had been there since the Vietnam war.
With pantry and fridge gutted I headed to the grocery store with a shopping list clutched in my hand of things derived from recipes that I found in Dr. Barnard's book, and from the Internet.
The saga will continue but here is a recipe that Jim and I both love...Campanelli Pomadore
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