Tonight was the Fall Festival at our school. It's past 11:30, and I've been on my feet since 6:00 taking yearbook pictures and collecting tickets at the moon bounce. I'm tired! So this will be a short blog.
I had already planned to eat my dinner before we left, my usual strategy for gatherings where I know that junk food will be the only food available. (Tonight I had left over pumpkin, turnip greens with grilled onions and tuna) My husband worked late and planned to pick up a sandwich at Subway on the way home. The surprise was my daughter's strategy. She used to love all of the carnival food. But tonight she said, "I was helping with posters for the concession stand. They don't have anything that's good for me. I'm going to fix myself some dinner before we go."
Outwardly I was calm. "That's cool," I said. Inside I was leaping up and down saying, "Yes! She's getting it, she's taking responsibility for her own blood type diet, and she's only 15."
If there is any place where we can accept, even celebrate differences it should be the Blood Type Diet website. Not only do you find four totally different diets, but different subgroups under each of the four.
It's been interesting to me, as I've read posts on the BTD Forums how even within the same blood type different people feel quite differently about foods. For instance someone had bought liver because it was supposed to be good for her and she wrote asking how to cook it. I replied with how I fix liver & onions. I would put my liver & onions up against any restaurant, but she fed it to her dog! In the same thread there were Os who loved liver and Os who couldn't even stand to be in the house when it was cooking. We're different.
Someone posted that they made fries from beets. A few years ago I would have thought that was really weird, but I eat fries from jicama and fries from sweet potato all the time, so why not beets? So I tried beet friesâ€¦onceâ€¦that was enough.
There was a thread on the best way to cook winter squash. I like butternut, acorn, and spaghetti squash baked whole in the oven. When they are soft, I cut them, scoop out the seeds, season, and serve. I think cutting the squash in half first and then baking it dries it out, but lots of people wrote that they preferred that method. Our tastes are different. Last night, I decided to cook a pumpkin in the oven. I learned that pumpkins are different. Pumpkin cooked in my pressure cooker is smooth and creamy. Pumpkin in the oven is stringy. Different types of squash even cook differently.
There are many absolutes in this world; issues that are black and white. But taste in food is not one of them. I may blog about something that you try and don't like. That's ok. We can both be the same blood type and have very different tastes. You may even like beet fries.
Before I started the Blood Type Diet, my husband had been eating a cardboard breakfast cereal because it was high fiber and was supposed to be good for him. OK, it wasn't really cardboard, but that's what he told me it tasted like. When I compared the ingredients with Type A food lists, it wasn't good for him at all! It had several avoids and not many beneficials. I bought a cooked cereal that was wheat free and had lots of Type A beneficials. The first day he tried it he smiled and said, "I want this every day."
I should not have taken him so literally. Now after having that cereal 4 days a week for almost a year and a half, he is burned out on it. I'm now cooking oatmeal for him two mornings a week, cooking the former favorite one morning, and giving him what I fix for my daughter two mornings. (He's on his own with
Type A cold cereal for weekends!)
My daughter has never liked cereal - hot or cold. She likes pancakes, waffles, muffins and other pastry type breakfasts. I have been adjusting all my old health nut breakfast recipes to be Type A recipes for her.
My old favorite carrot cake recipe called for whole wheat flour and wheat germ. I didn't see how I could make enough changes for it to be good for Type As and still taste good. So I went in quest of a new recipe.
I found one that had potential. I liked it because it had 4 eggs and pineapple. I substituted 1 cup rye flour, 1 cup spelt flour, and Â¾ cup kamut flour for the 2Â¾ cups wheat flour. I cut back on the sugar and baked it as breakfast bread. Both my husband and daughter loved it. The irony is that my husband hates carrot cake, but he liked this.
The next time I make it, I want to use more beneficial Type A flours. I'm thinking 1 cup rye, 1 cup oat, and Â¾ cup buckwheat. That would still be neutral for me in case I wanted a piece for a snack. I'll put the whole recipe on TYPEbase4.
Susana wrote this after yesterday's blog. "Is it too much to ask for details on how you overcame temptation after the birthday cake? What you went through is what I generally go through every week endâ€¦if you do not mind sharing. Did you take something? Motivational thoughts?"
I laughed when I read it. I wish that I had done something unique or that I had a motivational thought, but to tell the truth I just toughed it out.
What I've learned on the BTD made me aware of what was happening. The wheat, coconut and way too much sugar that made me want more of the very foods that hurt me. It's the pesky Type O characteristic of not being able to handle wheat, yet craving it
We had the birthday cake at an intermission in a video we were watching after dinner. It was fairly late, so I was fortunate in that I didn't have to fight temptation all day. I just had to make it until bedtime.
Whether you've been on the BTD or any other diet, you have had those moments when you threw caution to the wind and ate whatever you wanted. I know you do because I do. When I wake the next morning, I feel bloated, the scale says I've gained weight, I lack energy. And I say to myself, "How could I be so dumb? Why did I do that?" etc. etc.
On the night of the birthday, every time I headed for the kitchen to scrounge for avoid carbohydrates I said to myself, "If you do this you will hate yourself in the morning!" Normally I might have eaten a high fiber beneficial food, just to give myself a little satisfaction. But so soon before I went to bed, I did not need to eat anything at all. I did drink a lot of water which possibly diluted the bad stuff and helped flush it out of my system. To my delight when I woke the next morning the craving for carbohydrates was gone.
So Susanna, there is my motivational thought, "If you do this you will hate yourself in the morning!" Not profound, but it did keep me out of trouble.
Thunderstorms have been rolling through the area most of the afternoon and evening, so the computer has been off. If I type fast, perhaps I can blog about the weekend's food before I hear the next roll of thunder or I start yawning, whichever comes first.
I was at school most of the day Saturday. We print the October student newspaper this week, and I needed to get ahead. I packed my lunch: sliced brisket, steamed broccoli with olive oil, acorn squash, and fava beans. The irony of this lunch is that I was so excited when I found canned fava beans at my regular grocery store. They are beneficial for my As, but my As don't like them. They are neutral for me, and I enjoy them.
Saturday was my husband's birthday. He requested a casserole for dinner that is definitely a Type A casserole. The only ingredient that is not a Type O avoid is ground turkey. My husband and daughter enjoyed the casserole. I made a salad with romaine lettuce, spinach, carrots and some of the ground turkey. He requested a cake that has no redeeming value for any blood type. I ate one piece in honor of the day, and spent the rest of the evening fighting the urge to eat anything with sugar. I won the fight, but it was not easy.
Sunday lunch was at a barbeque place. I had beef, my daughter had chicken, and my husband had turkey. There were several side order choices for the As. The only side for Os was green beans cooked with tomatoes, onions and lots of spices. The spices were what made it good. I wish I knew what they were.
Dinner tonight was a la carte. My husband had lentil soup and salad. My daughter had a dish of carrot salad, a dish of tuna salad, and a bowl of grapes. I had a salad made with shredded carrots, fresh spinach, and tuna, plus a bowl of the best Swiss chard I've ever cooked. I made it the same way I usually do, it must have just been really fresh.