The Sins of a Seven Year Old
The thread about raw ground beef brought back a memory.
Back when I was a little girl, making oneís First Communion was a big deal. While Iím sure that the religious aspect affected me somewhat, the real deal was that I would get to dress up like a mini-bride (complete with veil) in front of all the parents during a mass in which we kids were center stage.
First, you prepare for it for two years. Every Wednesday for all of first and second grade, weíd gotten out of school early to traipse over to the catholic school for religious instruction. Contrary to the perception a lot of people have about nuns rapping knuckles, I remember the nuns as being sweet. Perhaps they put the nice ones in charge of the littlest kids.
I got a whole new outfit with accessories: a white dress, white veil, white patent leather shoes (I loved patent leather), a white purse that held a white prayer book and white rosary beads. I think we also got a scapular.
The Wednesday before the all important fashion uhÖ religious experience, we all made our First Confession. Iím not sure seven year olds have much sin in them, but it was at the very least, training for the day when we would surely become sinners. We went into the dark confessional and told the priest how weíd talked back to our parents or slapped our siblings, etc. The priest then assigned us a given number of Hail Marys and an Our Father for our penance, and of course and Act of Contrition.
Then we had to wait until Sunday for the big event. And I donít know about the rest of the kids in my class, but I was on my best behavior. I sure didnít want to commit a sin and have to miss out on that white dress Ė I mean that all-important sacrament.
So, with confession out of the way, we forward to Friday. Iím not sure if Catholics still abstain from meat on Friday, but we did back then. But my parents werenít strict, and they occasionally ate meat on Friday. My mother was making some ground beef meal, but I was (proudly) going to have tuna sandwiches for supper because I was becoming a [I]real[/I] Catholic.
I walked into the kitchen and talked about something to my mom, and without even thinking, I picked up a small chunk of raw ground beef and started nibbling on it. And I swallowed, which as we all know is the ultimate sin.
The horror of what Iíd done hit me almost immediately. While I am prone to tears, Iím really not prone to hysterics. But that day, I was inconsolable. I had sinned and I wouldnít be able to receive communion with my class! I lay on my bed sobbing. My mother tried to talk me down saying that God knew it was an accident and so it wasnít a sin, but I wasnít buying it.
Finally, Mom called the parish and talked to a priest. I vaguely remember her holding the phone up so he could hear me sobbing in my bedroom Ė or perhaps she told me that part of it and itís become woven into what I remember.
The culmination of all this drama was that the priest took my confession over the phone so that I could receive communion with my class. Bless his kind heart.
And from then until I left home, the whole family had salmon patties for supper on Friday.
Back to the present.
I started my day off with gingered ACV water. Iím a bit surprised how easy it is to go without coffee most days. Also, I noticed that the tremor in my hands disappeared after a few hours yesterday when I fell off the coffee wagon. Usually, the tremor is always present and itís pretty noticeable.
Speaking of coffee, yesterday I ate: Ĺ tablespoon of coconut oil in my coffee, and for my meal, I had 3 oz of ground lamb with rice, goat milk, and curry powder. I forgot to drink broth, but I did cook the rice in two cups of it.
Boring day planned today. Laundry since Iím down to my last pair of smalls. Walgreenís to look for a few steno pads Ė Iíve run out and thatís what I keep my to-do list, meal plans, and food log in. I once stupidly lost one that also had a list of home-improvement things in it at a Home Depot. I almost kissed the young man who found it. Now it never leaves home; Iíd rather make a second list. I need to freeze some tomato paste so it doesnít go bad during the Baby Diet Experiment. Same with eggs, so Iíll make a bunch of scrambled egg in the muffin tin and freeze those Ė who knows, maybe just the scent of them cooking will make my Barfometer turn off. Not sure what I can do for the bag of onions I had just bought before The Anchovy Incident, but Iím sure Google will have an answer. Iím guessing that sautťing them in some fat will make them freezeable. I think my ice cube trays are going to be seeing a lot of action today.
Do you all have one of these?
Itís a plastic bag dryer. Itís one of the best silly things Iíve ever purchased.
A little hoarding goin' on
Back when I was making coffee in a drip pot, I used to put in one ďscoopĒ of ground coffee per cup. Iíd have to pull the coffeemaker off the top of the fridge to see if those were six ounce cups or eight ounce cups. Now in order to fill the chamber/filter/not sure what to call it between the water source at the bottom of my stove top espresso pot and the upper chamber into which the collects, I use three scoops. Thatís one mug of espresso.
Also, drip is passive in that the hot water uses gravity and basically just falls through the grounds. The espresso pot isnít. The water boils until it is forced through up through grounds. So, I think that gradually over time, given that the grinding method and roast are basically the same, Iíve been drinking stronger and stronger coffee. I think the happy medium would probably be a French press.
[U]PSA[/U]. If you are ordering food online, I highly recommend that you weigh and thoroughly check amounts when you receive your orders. From anchovies which were advertised in 2 oz jars but were really 1.5 oz jars (25% short) to chickens advertised as ďabout 4 poundsĒ that were 3.27 pounds to tongues that are advertised ďaveraging 2.75 pounds,Ē but out of the three I got, not a single one was even 2.5 pounds, and one was barely over two pounds, Iíve learned to weigh everything when it arrives.
Iím absolutely not saying these companies are dishonest. Every single error was corrected with a credit, and two of the three mentioned over-compensated me on price. I think that probably what is happening is that some of these companies are experiencing growing pains as their online presence brings them more and more business. Iím just giving a heads up is all.
Since it only takes an email to correct these errors and the product I get from one of these vendors is always high quality, I guess Iíve decided to keep shopping from them. But sometimes I get the feeling that a professional looking website is the storefront for some really Ė how to put it nicely Ė young companies. Things that come in one pound packages like ground beef or sausages are generally correct.
I was looking at the Perfect Health Diet today. I fail to see much difference between it and Primal. The Graphic is easy to follow, though so is a pyramid. They recommend a maximum of 150 grams of carbs per day which is about right, though for me personally, Iíd rather stay under 100 grams. The biggest difference at the website is that they focus on food while Primal addresses more lifestyle components.
I bought a cabbage today, so tomorrow morning, when the weather is cool Ė cool as in 78 degrees F according to the weather at Google.
I ate like I had eight assholes today. Rice and ground lamb (I had to use the ground lamb up, but I could have frozen it after I cooked it). Avocado Ė a whole one. Two turkey provolone sausages with a side of sliced banana (talk about your salt/sweet yumminess). And two hot dogs with mustard (no bread of course). All the meat was grass fed, but still, thatís a shitload of food.
All my seasonings and paper towels came today. As freakiní usual, the delivery guy left them upstairs, so my neighbor brought them to me. GrrrÖ However, I now have enough granulated garlic, cinnamon, coconut aminos, and curry powder to sink a ship. Iíve added some of it to my stash in the living room which is rapidly becoming a store room. I already had six bottles of ACV in there. Lest you think Iím certifiable, the reason these things happen is that Vitacost doesnít charge shipping if your order is over $49, so I just order what I want, then bump it up with ACV or coconut aminos.