Enough about almond flour. I've now forgotten what this post was going to be about.
OH! Love language....right...
So I don't always enjoy cooking but I LOVE a good meal. I discovered this new 'love language' of mine (I'm not endorsing the book "The Five Love Languages"...love God, love people, people, K?). When someone ELSE does the Paleo cooking! It really, truly makes me feel all warm inside and totally loved.
I remember being at my mom's this summer who always makes the most amazing breakfasts. I came downstairs and there were bacon and eggs made and fresh fruit on the table and my homemade raspberry jam that I brought. She said, "I even made biscuits!" Initially my heart sank and my stomach leaped. I didn't want to crush her by not eating her biscuits, suspecting they were made with wheat flour and whatnot! Then she opened the oven door and lo and behold, they were PALEO BISCUITS! The recipe came from the Wheat Belly cookbook I got her for Mother's Day (She and I are diabetic so I bought one for the both of us.)! I went from sinking feelings to over the moon excited! And they were so delicious. If I had made them they probably wouldn't have tasted so great. You know how that goes, when someone ELSE does the cooking it always tastes better! But Paleo cooking? Even BETTER! It was a moment I'll never forget. My mom had made me paleo biscuits. And I consumed them under loads of Kerry Gold butter and Homemade Raspberry jam. Is there any other way to enjoy them? Maybe Kerry Gold and Honey. Another scrumptious combination!
First Butter...
Then jam...
Finger lickin good....
Lip smackin good...
Grins all around!
Since these pictures were taken, several people have surprised me by preparing food for me according to the Paleo lifestyle and every time it just blows me away with love. It's just so nice to consume a paleo meal that you didn't have to prepare!!! Hence, my new love language. :)Biscuit Recipe from the Wheat Belly Cookbook:
Addendum:
Well....it's 5 years later that I am completing this post and I no longer have the Wheat Belly Cookbook, or else I would type up the recipe, due to having to vacate a moldy house that was claiming my health and ability to function. Books could not come with us as they absorb mycotoxins that can be released into your new surroundings and if given the right humidity will grow and wreak havoc again. Another blog post for another time.
Gosh my kids were little and so darn cute!!