my big brother had a guitar in the olden days that i still pine for. it was just a folk guitar, but he had painted it and applied stickers and graffiti’ed all over it. one of my favorite sayings on this old guitar was “you are what you eat.” considering that was the 60s and 70s, and rice-a-roni and kraft macaroni and cheese and other fabulous packaged pre-prepared foods were a way-of-life, he was way before his time. now is a whole ‘nother story.
first following the whole30 precisely for the prescribed 30 days, we are over a year later still on a modified whole30 diet….not diet necessarily for weight (although middle age has changed the mighty metabolism) but diet for how we feel. one of the joys of our weeks is to go to jen and brad’s and have “potluck dinner” together. for two sets of people on distinct food diets, the fun of this is to bring all the leftovers you have and then just eat together. we drink wine and tell stories of the week. it’s total bliss! we have talked much about the way we are now eating…we are infinitely more aware of what we buy and how we prepare it.
but there are those moments….and thank goodness for google…when we look up images or tell stories of twinkies and hostess cupcakes and reggie bars and m&m peanut candies and good ‘n plenty and buddig meats and wonder bread chip sandwiches…and relive the good old days.
if only i could find that guitar…
uh-oh! are those fire engines i hear? & you are what you eat ©️ 2016 & 2018 david robinson & kerri sherwood