I remember waking up in the middle of the night at my mother's house.
Suffolk, Virginia.
My father alway kept butter pecan icecream in the fridge and
(icecream is derived from animal fat and liquid mucus. I guess I need to get that out of my fridge asap!)
cinnamon pop-tarts.
3am was a great time to sneak a snack to my room.
LOL.
We always ate balanced meals.
Our usual was Noodles & Broccoli with parmesan cheese.
(parmesan cheese is dairy. I always try to go with the alternative. Vegan Parmesan is tastey. You can find it at your local grocery or health food mart.)
A few times a week we would
have a meat. Chicken or Turkey.
(Chicken contains bacteria that can make you ill if uncooked. Even the ones that say USDA Organic. Don't be fooled!)
With a side of rice and vegetables.
(If my father was deployed.)
(Yes, I am a Navy Brat)
My father was the chef of the house, so when he
came home we were sitting at the table
ready for a gourmet meal!
Trips to the beach were lovely.
Virginia Beach, that is.
With a bucket of fried chicken, biscuits, and mash potatoes.
(Fried Foods affect your liver most dreadfully)
Those were the days!
We didn't each much pork.
(Look at that object in a filthy mud hole by the roadside. At first, you distinguish nothing but a pile of black, slimy mud. The dirty mass moves! You think of a reptile, a turtle, some uncouth monster, reveling his Stygian filth. A grunt! The mystery is solved. The sound betrays a hog. You avert your face and hasten by, sickened with disgust. Stop, friend, admire your savory ham, your souse, your tripe, your toothsome sausage in its native element. A dainty diseased beast!)
Occasionally, my dad made pork chops, which I loved!
He was the cook!
My mom always kept a basket of fruit around.
Usually Bananas, Apples, or Grapefruit.
(Grapefruit is high in Vitamin C and Potassium. Its albedo contains many anti-cancer agents that help fight a host of diseases.)
Breakfast was the usual.
Oatmeal with a hint of sugar.
If my father made breakfast, he'd add butter and milk!
(Replace Cow's Milk with Almond Milk. Less fat, No hormones, No animal mucus-stuff (lol). I also enjoy Vanilla Soy Milk on Occasion)
In Puerto Rico we always stopped for fresh fruit.
(You can usually find coconuts being sold roadside as coco frio (chilled green coconut), with the top cut off and a straw stuck into it so you can drink the juice.<>
on the sides of the road.)
My father and I were the biggest fans of seafood in the house,
So crabs & shrimp were on the menu quite often.
My mother is allergic, so we always had to be careful ☺
I don't remember eating fast food, which is probably a good thing!
We rarely ate out.
If we did, it was on a Sunday or on one of our
many road trips!
My mother was always good about packing food on the road.
As I got older, my eating habits changed for the worse.
I picked up a part-time job as a waitress in high school.
Started eating out more often.
I ate everything from Burger King to McDonald's
(McDonald's Chicken Nuggets are mechanically separated and made from old chicken bones.)
on a daily basis, destroying myself slowy without even knowing it.
But you live and you learn!
(French Fries from Fast Food shouldn't even be referred to as potatoes! They are soaked in hydrogenated oil. Calling fast-food fries "potatoes" should be a crime. )
