"All of this is not as healthy as it looks. Unfortunately eating healthy it is not up to the consumer no more..."
"Avocado, bacon and eggs is a lot of fat in one meal."
"Avocado is a healthy fat. Eggs are good protein, unless you are watching your choesterol stick to just whites. Skip the bacon of course unless it is turkey nitrate free."
Whoa now, peanut gallery! The girl posted some photos of tasty, healthful food, and you decended on her with pop-nutrition negativity. "Eating healthy is not up to the consumer no more?" Really? Sounds a little nihilistic to me.
Our goals for breakfast this month were simple:
- Have lean protein
- Have a whole grain
- Have a fruit or vegetable
That was our recipe for breakfast success this month. We didn't say eat zero-fat protein, and we didn't say avoid fat. Part of our goal was to alleviate Zoe's fear that whatever she eats is wrong, and I get the feeling that she's not alone in that feeling.
Why are we descending on Zoe? Are we talking to ourselves like that too? Where's the self-love peeps? Here are a couple reasons I'm proud of Zoe this month:
1. She's emphasizing the container as much as the food. Believe me when I tell you Zoe feels bad about those mini-containers of yogurt. But she feels worse about a bacon-egg-and-cheese on a roll, so this is a compromise she was willing to make. She set herself up for success, making breakfast easy. She focused on what she was eating; maybe next month she'll focus on how she packs up her food.
2. She stopped judging her food choices. With so many conflicting messages—eat local, eat seasonal, eat organic, eat vegetarian—Zoe found that she was having a hard time eating anything without jumping to all the reasons why she shouldn't. No bueno. Zoe focused on the three goals above, and nailed them. This month we set a healthy foundation, next month she can add to it. Start with an achievable goal and stop spiraling around the "shoulds."
3. She's eating fruits, vegetables, lean proteins and whole grains for breakfast. That was the goal: 'nuff said.
4. She gives her a day off, and doesn't beat herself up about it. God gets a day of rest and so does Zoe.
5. She took her guilty pleasure and is making it from scratch. She's baking bread. Real bread. One of the things she felt guiltiest about was eating bread. Yep, it's carby. And salty. But it's also the staff of life. So many of us are suffering from post-traumatic carb disorder where just the thought of bread stresses us out.
Zoe wanted to turn that anxiety around. She got a breadmaker and made bread. But the experience wasn't what she was looking for, because Zoe is a cook. And when this cook makes bread she wants to knead, not just put ingreadients in a machine and flip the switch.
And that, my friend, is the very best part of home cooking: getting your hands dirty. Zoe is in her kitchen with a vengeance this week, making breads, flexing those triceps and welcoming back the food that makes her happy.
Happy, healthy home cooking. Congratulations for seeing this through, Zoe! Please come back next week for Zoe's savory breakfast bread recipes; I for one can't wait.