Had a bad day yesterday – no matter what I ate it didn’t satisfy my cravings. I had a busy day at work, and by 11am despite a breakfast of mackerel fillet (the last – oh dear!) and poached egg, I could think of nothing but thickly buttered crusty bread. Lunch was at least as much as I normally have, of pheasant and spinach stew, and several equally bland herbal teas, but by 3pm there I was hungry again. A trip to Edinburgh to see the children and move a cat was made difficult by cold sleety rain, heavy traffic and Rowan not getting back till 5.40pm, by which time I was calling myself every name under the sun for being so stupid as to start this challenge, and wondering how on earth I could ever have imagined it was possible. Walking up and down the street passing food shops, an Indian takeaway and a fish and chip shop didn’t exactly help. I filched some rosemary from a tenement garden and when the daughter finally appeared made tea, with the rest of the stew and some scrambled eggs I’d taken down. I think I may be eating too many eggs, but still enjoying them!
But even then, on the long drive home I was feeling desperately unsatisfied and miserable. I couldn’t stand the thought of another 6 and a half weeks of this. Finally just before bed I had a teaspoon of donated honey…. and that did the trick. Carbohydrate craving – specifically, sugars. Ah well.
In general, I have survived OK so far, though I can’t say it has become enjoyable yet. Awareness raising maybe, but pretty boring. Today I have processed a load more apple rings, which are just so delicious, if chewy, and did something with the curd cheese. It smelt foul, tasted indifferent, so added plenty of garlic and herbs (dried from the garden last summer) with salt and pepper which I’m allowing myself. It might do for something! Possibly I am just not eating enough, possibly my stomach needs to shrink (few would argue with that!), and possibly when I really feel the need a spoonful of honey or sycamore syrup might be classed as medicinal? Adding my home-made chutneys and jellies to a meal might make them less bland as well. I am acutely aware how much I use food for comfort!
Taking ground elder now in tea – its not fantastic, on a par with cleavers and wild strawberry leaf. What I choose for a drink depends how far I want to go from the front door – if I’m still in my dressing gown its sage or strawberry.Last night I diluted some home-made raspberry and blackcurrant vinegar with hot water for a bed-time drink – a nice change.
Planning a many-egged Spanish omelette for tea, and about to go and forage for some salad greens to go with it.