In a couple of weeks, I'm headed to KC for a very good friend's wedding shower, we rented a whole giant bed and breakfast for girl time, extravaganza. I'm in her wedding in Sept, and I forgive her for choosing satin dresses, which I'm wondering could be nicknamed cellulite spotlights. Actually, the dresses are beautiful, and I think any fatty boomalattie spots can be treated with the undergarment of steel titanium I'll be donning. I know. Hot. For serious, though, I'm so happy to be there for my friend after she was there for me and helped me survive my own wedding. I was not the most "bride-y" of brides, but my bridesmaids/personal attendant who was more in a position of maid of honor, really- they knew how to do it, and they kept me sane. I'm so excited!
Gerson therapy, modified, is just getting better and better. I've been increasingly leaning more and more into the protocol for about four weeks, and the difference is just crazy. Number one is just that dang juice. I can't freakin' believe it. Juice!!! I love the whole Gerson thing, though. I'm just now working on decreasing my salt because of the whole sodium/potassium ratio that is apparently integral to Gerson therapy; I wasn't sure I wanted to do that part, because of the sodium issues that are a part of low adrenal function- but I'm leaning into it. Tonight, I had half of a baked potato with Greek Yogurt, sauteed garlic cloves and lemon juice for flavor. It was so good.
I can never completely do any sort of protocal, like Gerson or raw food. I'd like to do most of both of them at some point, I believe. I'm too much of a foodie to go all the way, though. It's my passion, food. I could never live without having spinach crepes at Cafe Brazil or the Twig and Branch pizza at Bolsa...Street Side salad with garlic bread and butter with truffle oil at Eno's...Sante Fe Omelette with a mimosa at Dream Cafe...Eggplant parm at Maggiano's...Sprinkle's cupcakes...Taco Diner's guacamole...all of the pretty cheeses and pastries at Whole Foods...
I. Love. Food.