The conversation this week stressed the importance of eating foods that are not far removed from how they arrive in nature. Oddly, commercially prepared salad dressing was singled out as a food product I should always avoid. I don't know what specifically makes salad dressing so offensive. I suspect it is a chemical evil. I haven't used bottled dressing since I read the label several years ago because the ingredient list sounded like a science experiment.
Even amid hormonal challenges, there is much to be thankful for...
Bad as my symptoms have been, two to five women would like for me to know they've seen worse.
Readily available good medical care
Affirmation that there is a reason I feel the way I do. The guidance of a knowledgable doctor to suggest ways to minimize symptoms.
Fresh produce. A co-worker of my husband's shared tomatoes from a community garden he helps grow on an empty lot in town. Also, the neighborhood grocery offered some of the best peaches I have had in years.
Homemade salad dressing. My dinner in the stylized image above is dressed with a homemade Green Goddess. I picked up bleu cheese for my next creation. The taste of homemade dressing alone should be sufficient to make the bottled versions obsolete.
I may have a sluggish metabolism, experience panic attacks at bothersome provocations like reclining or the sun setting, and sweat like Meatloaf under stage lights, but I am still here!