More and more every day: I believe food matters. I believe food is medicine. As Hippocrates said so many years ago: “let food be thy medicine and let medicine be thy food.”
The wisdom of this short instruction rings truer than ever, now.
I have found that as I have shifted my own diet to shun junk food and processed food and “food-like substances” (a Michael Pollan phrase) and moved down a path toward cooking with and eating whole foods and real foods, something very interesting has happened. I don’t crave candy, at all. I find myself reducing the quantity of sugar called for in recipes because overly sweet stuff simply doesn’t taste good anymore. As I incorporate more and more plant-based recipes in my diet, too much meat makes me feel full and sluggish. I crave vegetables. A morning that doesn’t start with a big green smoothie (or a smoothie containing a lot of vegetables + some fruit, but not green) is a morning that feels a bit off. My body is more in tune than ever with what good food is, and I’ve never felt better in my life. I indulge sometimes: dark chocolate, cookies and cakes that use healthy ingredient alternatives are still part of my diet, and I’m happy to keep it that way…