The new lifestyle that I’m learning about shines so brightly in the midst of all this darkness, and it’s signalling from all directions. It turns into a kind of lift that leads me up towards joy, out of my grey mine shaft.
Up in the daylight again, a journey to completely ordinary things – things that might be trivial but that absolutely need to work, things that used to be self-evident before, in my old life, but that I now have to relearn.
Like how to shop for food, for example.
I used to wander around fairly randomly and pick out things that looked interesting when I wasn’t shopping for a recipe or based on sale prices. I bought things mainly based on what my family likes to eat every day. Crisps, bread, jam, cereal, milk, chicken, pasta, muffins and vegetables. Nothing strange. That’s what a regular shopping list might look like.
Now I’m starting to see the supermarket in a whole new way. It has its agenda, I have mine. That’s why it’s important to examine the supermarket’s setup. You are often met by freshly baked bread that’s meant to tempt you with its warm aroma, and then you’re supposed to walk all the way inside the shop to find the milk, a product that almost everyone buys. The vegetables are often hidden far inside, along some wall.
I decide to outsmart the shop’s selling agenda and my own old reflexes. I’ll get a maximum amount of good and nutritious foods while minimising gluten, lactose and sugar, and I’ll shop economically.
The first step is to make a plan for the day’s meals every morning. Breakfast, lunch, dinner and snacks. And then shop according to that. Just like an architect, you have to begin with a drawing in order to build a good house.
My plan might look like this:
Breakfast: Smoothie with protein powder, green spirulina powder, chia seeds, raisins, blueberries and spinach.
Snack: Boiled egg, tomato.
Lunch: Chicken, sweet potato, raw grated carrot and cooked broccoli.
Snack: Fruit and nuts.
Dinner: Lentil patties, spinach and tomato salad.
If the kids are eating at home I add things that they like, but only then.
I’m beginning to dig around a lot more in the vegetable bins. I’m starting to pick up onions, tomatoes, carrots, lemons, garlic, broccoli, green beans, cauliflower, Brussels sprouts, squash, aubergine and so on, according to season and price; I inspect them and smell them. I find green cabbage. And white cabbage! This is an unassuming but wonderful, cheap delicacy – especially in the springtime, when the delicate spring cabbage arrives. Here I also find my clumsy, ugly, new best friend – the sweet potato.
I buy blueberries, especially if they’re on sale, since you can freeze them. Strawberries and raspberries according to the season. Lots of frozen berries. Rita doesn’t want me to eat too many bananas since they have a high GI value. Okay, I’ll try.
I’m starting to think about the store in unpoetical terms. Like for example ‘protein shelves’. That’s where there are chicken fillets, meatloaf, pork chops. The egg shelf, and the shelves with canned sardines, mussels and tuna, are also protein shelves. What has good quality and reasonable prices?
I often come home with different kinds of fish, preferably ethically sourced. Chicken thighs have more taste than breast fillets, and you can buy them in bigger packages with six or twelve thighs and then freeze the part you don’t use in smaller bags. I buy according to season, price and quality. Cans of mussels, salmon and sardines, and quick protein solutions with lots of omega-3 fats. And also lots of eggs. They have to be from cage-free, happy chickens. I also buy beans and lentils of all kinds and shapes, since it turns out not everything is a good fit for my stomach.
I buy low-lactose milk, yogurt and sometimes soy yogurt. I often try different kinds of nut milk, like almond, coconut and hazelnut, and soy milk. I use butter once in a while, preferably organic.
The spice shelf expands. New tastes turn up there, and more experiments. At the base are of course salt and pepper of different kinds, and now also turmeric, which I’m beginning to learn is extremely anti-inflammatory. But other spices reduce inflammation as well. I check lists and find cinnamon, oregano, cumin, coriander, thyme, rosemary, basil, different kinds of chilli, garlic, ginger, capers . . .
I buy different kinds of oil and begin flavouring it myself. A sprig of rosemary, some garlic and a few lemon peels quickly add a new taste in a couple of days. I try new kinds of vinegar – there are so many to choose from. I learn more about my trigger points – whipped cream and toasted bread.
ANTI-INFLAMMATORY SPICES
• Basil
• Capers
• Chilli
• Cinnamon
• Cloves
• Coriander
• Cumin
• Garlic
• Ginger
• Lovage
• Oregano
• Rosemary
• Thyme
• Turmeric
• and many more!
I become a seed and nut eater and also buy lots of dried fruit, with favourites like goji berries, dried apricots, dried plums, figs and cranberries. Little delicacies.
I put all these little things in plastic jars in a row at home.
My usually good-natured husband bangs around angrily among all the new jars that are crowding out his tubes of caviar, fig marmalade and cheese, when he’s in his home-economics-teacher mood. We start having new types of arguments. About foods in the cupboards. What goes where? It is not dignified but it is the new reality at home.
I also learn to make more food than I need.
Apparently, this is called ‘food prep’ in bodybuilder language. You’re prepping food when you grill long rows of chicken thighs, for example, and save them in the freezer. Or boil sixteen eggs at once. Or make a big batch of vegetable stew at a time.
Rita thinks I should cook in bulk twice a week so that there’s always something at home that’s easy to serve. I wonder if I have the time, but I soon discover that it doesn’t take more time to make food in advance. It takes exactly the same amount of time, sometimes even less. But the difference is that you eat better when you’ve planned better.
But what if you’re not eating at home? This will be a big challenge for me. With work in several countries and with children who are studying or working abroad as well, the year includes many days of travel. At such times, I’ll set off early, on crowded morning flights where they serve sandwiches packed in plastic and a cup of coffee, and return late on other planes, where they serve even more sandwiches in plastic and more coffee. Food on the go, food in canteens, meals with clients – always on the road to somewhere.
How will I manage this?
It will be especially hard when I’m headed out on a really long trip to a completely different corner of the world, where I might be able to get a few more leads to how all the remarkable things I’m experiencing actually fit together.
Ayurveda is the holy science of life and