Vegan Mac ‘N Cheese

"Vegan" Mac 'N Cheese

“Vegan” Mac ‘N Cheese

So, remember when I shared my “vegan” creamy chicken soup and said the cream base would probably pop up again?  Well, POP!

With a few additions, it turned out to be the perfect “cheese” sauce for a vegan Mac ‘n Cheese!

So here’s what I did:

Once again, you’ll start with steaming some cauliflower.  I used a whole head.  If you want, you could add some onion to this.  (We think Jed had a minor fructose reaction to it the last time I made it, though, so we omitted the onion this time for trialing purposes.)

Steaming Cauliflower

Steaming Cauliflower

After it steamed, I poured off the water from the bottom of the pan into a measuring cup.  Fortunately, it was almost exactly the 1 1/4 cups of water I needed!  I poured it back in the pan, added the coconut milk and the cauliflower, and put the immersion blender to good use.

Start your engines!

Start your engines!

Meanwhile, I started cooking the pasta.  I used Ancient Harvest corn/quinoa elbow noodles; they worked great, but you will either need to pour half the sauce over the noodles or use two boxes of the noodles – I poured the noodles into the sauce and had to cook a whole other box to make the sauce/noodle ratio correct!

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Once you’ve got a beautiful cauliflower puree…

Cream base...

Cream base…

…go ahead and get your seasonings ready to go.  For this recipe, I use nutritional yeast, mustard powder, paprika, and sea salt.  The seasonings are what really make this into a “cheesy” sauce, primarily the Nutritional Yeast.  It just won’t work without it! I use Bragg’s nutritional yeast, because my health food co-op carries it, but you can find it online if you can’t find it locally.

One other thing – the amount of salt this recipe needs is apparently based on the person eating it!  I’ve tried cutting it down, but every time I do, Darrel winds up adding salt to his dinner before he can say he likes it!  So start small and see if you think it tastes okay to you before going to the higher end of things.  (But keep the salt shaker ready at the table!)

All in one measuring cup, ready to go.  Measure out the nutritional yeast first if you do it this way!

All in one measuring cup, ready to go. Measure out the nutritional yeast first if you do it this way!

Then dump them in and mix it up!  I just kept using the immersion blender for this part – it was already dirty, so why make myself have to clean another utensil, right?

Mixing it in.

Mixing it in.

And a "cheese" sauce!

And a “cheese” sauce!

Then mix your sauce and noodles together and Voila!  Vegan Mac ‘n Cheese!

I’ve served this plain, and I’ve added ground beef to it to make it a one-pot meal – both work great!  My next experiment is to bake it – I’ll let you know how that turns out!

Jed likes it, and so does Darrel, and I’m so happy I can finally serve my son  Mac ‘n Cheese for dinner!

Vegan Mac 'N Cheese
 
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Ingredients
  • 1 head cauliflower
  • 1¼ c. water (use water from steaming cauliflower for best flavor)
  • ½ c. coconut milk (optional, you could use more water instead or an alternative milk)
  • 1 c. nutritional yeast
  • 2 tsp. mustard powder
  • 1 tsp. paprika
  • 1-3 T. sea salt
  • 1 lb. safe pasta noodles
  • onion (optional)
  • ground beef (optional)
Instructions
  1. Chop the cauliflower (and onion, if using) into large chunks; place in a steamer basket.
  2. Add water to a pot and insert steamer basket.  Steam the cauliflower.
  3. Cook the pasta noodles.  Cook the ground beef, if using.
  4. When the cauliflower is fork tender, pour off the steamer water into a measuring cup.  Add the cauliflower, 1¼ c. of the steamed water, and ½ c. of coconut milk (or alternative milk or water) to the same pan.
  5. Blend it until smooth with the immersion blender.
  6. Add your seasonings and blend together.
  7. Mix the sauce with the noodles. If adding ground beef, do so now, as well.
  8. Enjoy a healthy, vegan mac 'n cheese!

(This recipe is only vegan if you do NOT use ground beef, of course!)


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Hot Water Cornbread Surprise & Veggie Breakfast Pancakes

Fried Cornbread Surprise!

Fried Cornbread Surprise!

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Breakfast Pancake Surprise!

Breakfast Pancake Surprise!

So I was looking around for some novel ways to use spaghetti squash recently, and stumbled upon Beard & Bonnet’s Hot Water Cornbread recipe.  Well, butter my butt and call me a biscuit, Mama!  My southern roots just vibrated with happiness!

One thing about FPIES that really ticks me off is the fact that my sweet little Zac can’t seem to handle corn.  CORN, PEOPLE!!  I’m from the SOUTH!  Cornbread is like AIR to me!  I mourn the loss of a big ol’ pot of black-eyed peas (cooked with bacon and jalapenos – drool!) served over a steaming hot wedge of homemade cornbread for my sweet Zac.

One day, he will know such culinary joy.  

Until then, I have to keep it away from him.  BUT…my darlin’ Jed can eat cornbread all he likes! (As long as I modify it to be fructose-friendly, of course.  Which means we’ll have to trial the black-eyed peas first.  Bummer.)

And is there really anything better than fried cakes of any stripe?  I mean, really!

Well, Beard & Bonnet have a whole slew of delicious looking recipes, most of which I cannot make for my family thanks to allergies or intolerances (at least not without major modifications) but the Hot Water Cornbread recipe didn’t take too much tweaking to work!

So here’s what you do:

You have to have some spaghetti squash to start with. I made mine for dinner the day before; my favorite way to cook up spaghetti squash is to slice it in half lengthwise, scoop out the seeds and fibrous bits, coat the inside with olive oil, shake on some salt and pepper and plop it face down in a shallow baking dish.  Add a 1/2 inch of water or so to the dish and throw it in the oven for about an hour at about 375.

When it’s done, take it out, turn it over, and use a fork to “spaghetti” up your squash!

For the record, at that point, you could serve some spaghetti sauce over it, season it up and serve it as a side dish, serve it as the base to a stir fry, or use it in some Hot Water Cornbread Patties!

Now, on to the Cornbread Surprise!

Get some water heating on the stove.  You’ll need 1.5 cups of hot boiling water for this recipe.

While the water is heating, get your other ingredients all together. You’ll need cornmeal, salt, maple syrup and fat in addition to the spaghetti squash.

All my goodies...dry ingredients already mixed, spaghetti squash ready to go, and olive oil mixed in with the hot water.

All my goodies…dry ingredients already mixed, spaghetti squash ready to go, and olive oil mixed in with the hot water.

Mix all your dry ingredients together.

Add the fat (I used olive oil; lard or butter would be better!) to the boiling water until melted and mixed.

Then mix your wet ingredients into your dry ingredients and stir until combined.

Wet mixed with dry...

Wet mixed with dry…

Toss in your spaghetti squash and mix it well.

...and add the spaghetti squash!  Can hardly tell it's there, right?

…and add the spaghetti squash! Can hardly tell it’s there, right?

Then you’ll need to get a frying pan and pour some oil/fat into it to heat up.  You want it hot before you put the cakes in!

Now, at this point you’ll need to shape them into smallish patties and fry them, but here’s a tip: these suckers are sticky!  Coat your hands in oil before you even try this, or they’ll be almost impossible to scrape off your hands!

Once you’re oiled up, shape ’em, fry ’em, and eat ’em!  And in between drooling bites, thank the ladies of the South for their delicious recipe, and the folks at Beard & Bonnet for deciding to add a little “surprise” to the dish!

Fried Cornbread Surprise!

Fried Cornbread Surprise!

This was a big success at the dinner table.  Both Jed and Darrel loved them!

In fact, they liked them so much I got to thinking…what else could I throw some spaghetti squash into?

Well, obviously, pancakes!

So here’s how I made this into a strictly breakfast dish:

My basic pancake has changed over the last couple years; egg, dairy and gluten are out, so pancakes are a little trickier than your basic Bisquick mix!

I use millet flour, rice flour, tapioca starch, baking powder, maple syrup, vanilla, almond milk and some cinnamon for my basic, quick morning pancakes now.

Simply mix your dry ingredients together, add your wet ingredients, and stir it together!

Cinnamon is just pretty, isn't it?

Cinnamon is just pretty, isn’t it?

Then take a picture of your adorable toddler “helping” in the kitchen…

He's so proud of himself, doncha know!

He’s so proud of himself, doncha know!

And toss in the spaghetti squash to mix.

Healthifying breakfast, one squash at a time...

Healthifying breakfast, one squash at a time…

Once again, get a frying pan ready to go with some hot oil.  I always pour out my pancakes with a 1/4 cup measuring cup.

Frying in the pan

Frying in the pan

Let these cook for at least 3-5 minutes before you mess with them.  The edges should look golden brown before you flip them!  I usually see at least some bubbles on the surface of these pancakes, but I didn’t when I added spaghetti squash.  So that won’t clue you in to the need to flip your pancakes.  Just look for the edges.

Golden brown and cooking the other side!

Golden brown and cooking the other side!

Let the second side cook for at least 3 minutes before you dish it up.

And when you do?  You’ll be impressed with how gorgeous these pancakes are!

Breakfast Pancake Surprise!

Breakfast Pancake Surprise!

Jed loved them!  He ate two whole pancakes and didn’t even use up all of the maple syrup!  Usually, the maple syrup is gone before half of one pancake is done with, so these must be especially flavorful and moist!

Who needs a fork when you've got fingers?

Who needs a fork when you’ve got fingers?

So there are two unique ways to use up your leftover spaghetti squash, and both are delicious and potentially allergy friendly.  Can’t beat that!

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HOT WATER CORNBREAD SURPRISE

– 1 c. spaghetti squash
– 2 c. cornmeal
– 1 1/2 c. boiling water
– 2 tsp. sea salt
– 1-2 tsp. maple syrup
– 2 T. fat (olive oil, butter, lard, etc.)

  1. Boil water.
  2. Add your fat to the water until dissolved and mixed.
  3. Mix your dry ingredients together.
  4. Add the hot water to the dry ingredients, add the maple syrup, and stir until combined.
  5. Add spaghetti squash to the mixture and incorporate.
  6. Shape into patties (oil your hands first) and fry.
  7. Enjoy a delicious slice of the South!

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BASIC PANCAKE SURPRISE

– 1/2 c. millet flour
– 1/2 c. rice flour
– 1 tsp. tapioca starch
– 1 tsp. baking powder
– 1/4 c. maple syrup
– 1-2 T. vanilla
– 1-2 tsp. cinnamon
– 1/2 to 3/4 c. almond milk
– 1 c. spaghetti squash

  1. Mix all ingredients in a bowl.  Add almond milk as necessary to get the right consistency.
  2. Measure out 1/4 c. of batter into a frying pan.  Fry until edges are golden brown and flip.
  3. Cook the other side for about 3-5 minutes.
  4. Drizzle or serve with maple syrup and enjoy!

(If you omit the spaghetti squash, these are a pretty delicious breakfast pancake all on their own! And as always, you can sub out any flour that you’d like if rice isn’t safe for you.)

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How do you use your leftover spaghetti squash?

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Zac’s Probiotic Trial: Update III

My two overall boys digging in the toy box...too cute!

My two overall boys digging in the toy box…too cute!

OK, seriously, y’all.  I DO watch my son.  I DO make Herculean efforts to keep him from eating stuff he’s not supposed to have.  But Zac has an uncanny ability to locate and consume paper that I am just not fast enough to prevent.

My dad has started calling him “Roomba”, because he’s like a little carpet cleaner!

So Tuesday last week, Jed opened the office door when I wasn’t looking and before I knew it, Zac had gone in there and eaten some wrapping paper.

Saturday he ate the “checked bag” tag off the carseat carrying bag that had been unceremoniously thrown into the corner of the living room when we were cleaning out the back of my car.  In all the hubbub of unpacking from our Houston trip, none of us realized the bag still had a paper tag on it until Zac zeroed in on it with his Paper Radar.

Ugh.

So, yes, a bit of a rough paper eating week here, but I am SO SO SO grateful for the probiotics!  We’re still giving him just 1/6th of a dose, but I know they are absolutely preventing full blown FPIES reactions in him…they are working beautifully!!

The wrapping paper was the roughest reaction so far; it was fairly acidic and gave him a bad diaper rash immediately (with some open, bleeding spots on his cute little tushie).  But none of the reactions have involved anything remotely resembling his previous paper eating reactions!

He has a little light eczema on his head.  His poopy diapers are stinky and full of undigested paper, but overall they really aren’t bad.  (As in, no diarrhea or mucous, with good color and good consistency.)

Other than seriously wishing the child would STOP EATING PAPER, I couldn’t be more pleased with how the probiotics are going.  I’m thankful to God that we started the probiotics when we did…otherwise, we’d likely be pulling our hair out by now, probably would have either taken him to the ER for a reaction or considered doing so, and would be a good month behind on food trials.

I puffy-heart GutPro!!!

Oh, and unrelated to FPIES, last week my little go-getter WALKED!!! He’s still not 100% walking yet, but he makes valiant efforts daily to make it a few feet across the carpet all by his little self.

And he taught himself to play catch.  He’ll “play ball” all by himself if no one will play with him.  It’s really cute – and he’s pretty good, actually!

I like to think that these developmental things are happening thanks to the GutPro settling his system down some.  Thank God for our blessings!

Jed was a champ last week with all the traveling we did.  Actually, both kids were champs with the traveling, but most 2 year olds aren’t as flexible about routines and changes as Jed is.  Just tell that child he’s going on a plane ride, though, and he’ll endure most anything!

Sunday night, after all had settled down, we tried him on asparagus to see how he would do.  Monday morning he was a tad difficult to deal with, but not bad at all.  Very manageable – very “almost normal two year old” difficult as opposed to “wigging out on fructose” difficult.

Then one of the dad’s at therapy gave him a lollipop. Sugar. Corn syrup. Yeah.

I stopped him as soon as I saw it, but he’d eaten half of it before I got to him.  I don’t know if it was the lollipop, or the asparagus from the night before, but for the rest of the day, Jed was a pill!  He hardly ate all day (which he usually only does when he’s reacting), whined, tantrumed, refused naps, and was overly defiant and blatantly ignoring us the rest of the day.

So now I don’t know for certain if it is the asparagus or the lollipop that did it.  Since it normally takes 36-40 hours for the fructose to stop wrecking his personality, we’ll see when he snaps back to normal and backtrack from there.  (Though, it could be the combination of both, which would lead to confusing data.  Sigh…I hate accidental exposures.)

Otherwise, Jed is doing great with food, with therapy, and with life.

He actually ran in to the kitchen Sunday afternoon screaming at Darrel “Oh No! Zac! In gate!”, which made no sense to Darrel at all.  So he followed Jed back to where he obviously wanted Darrel to go and saw that the rice cracker Jed had been eating had snapped and a piece flew into the living room side of the gate where Jed couldn’t reach.

So he’d run to tell his Daddy that a piece fell “Inside the gate with Zac – oh no!”

He was very concerned about this. Zac was nowhere near the cracker; in fact, he hadn’t even realized there was FOOD in the living room yet!  But Jed knew his brother couldn’t have it and was determined to keep him safe.  

I have the SWEETEST most THOUGHTFUL little boy on the planet!  I LOVE the way he loves his brother and takes care of him!

What a good kid.

AND…in other news…

After we found out our house foundation was in horrible condition, we went to a lawyer to see what our options were.

He neatly outlined everything that could happen or might happen, and said that the first thing he wanted was for us to call a whole house inspector to come evaluate the foundation and the damage that had occurred on the inside of our house.  This would be the “expert testimony” we would need in court.

He gave us the name of an accredited and licensed home inspector whose entire livelihood is based on inspecting homes where fraud and/or faulty workmanship has caused damage.  In other words, just the expert we needed.

He came out yesterday and inspected the house top to bottom.  When I booked his services, he’d said that he worked on an hourly wage and that for a “job like what yours sounds like”, he expected to be on the premises for 7 or more hours, plus the time it would take him to write up his report.

So you can imagine my surprise when the man was here for a total of 1.5 hours.  

His assessment?  We live in an extremely well-built house.  There’s not a single thing wrong with it.

In fact, our contractor (who we were well on the way of suspecting of shoddy workmanship and downright neglect) did an unusually excellent job of installing our new heating/AC unit, the new lights and vents in the bathroom, and other miscellanous things that this home inspector said are not usually problems, per se, but are typically not done “right”.

Our contractor did them “right”.

So what, I asked, is the cause of all the cracks in the drywall and the tub surround pulling away from the wall?

Shrinkage.  When wood comes from the lumber yard, it is supposed to have a percentage of moisture to it.  Our inspector said that usually lumber has twice – or more – as much moisture in it as it is supposed to have, due to incomplete wood curing and such.  So when the lumber that was to be used in our house was delivered, it was already wetter than it should be.  After the wood was delivered but before it was used, we got a couple of really good rain days where the wood sat in the rain.

Then construction began during one of the hottest, driest summers in recent history.  And by the time the sheet rock was installed, painted, and work had moved on, the wood began drying out from all that excessive heat.  

As a result?  It shrunk.  And it cracked the sheet rock, pulled away (slightly) from cabinets on the walls, and basically did all the things we’d seen that the OTHER guy said were from a bad foundation.

This home inspector was so classy, he even refused to speculate as to why the foundation guy would tell me my foundation was no good when, in fact, it’s in excellent condition.  I suspect he’s a tad unscupulous and was trying to drum up 6K in business, which REALLY ticks me off considering I had – during the conversation – told him that our children were chronically ill and I wasn’t sure if I could return to work or not.

Talk about kick a family when they’re down, right?

Well, no matter.  I’m too grateful for the news that we are not only not  going to have to shell out big bucks to fix our house (and probably go to court to recoup the costs) but that we actually live in a house that is well built and designed to withstand the tests of time to care about the foundation inspectors’ misinformation.

God is so good, you know?  He really does answer prayers.  For my sons, for my house, for my family…so many prayers have been answered lately.

Anyway, that’s the latest update on how the kids and the house are doing.  Come back tomorrow for a new recipe – a new twist on a southern favorite!

I Broke, But I’m Better Now

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Primal Maternal Instinct?  Or Message from God?

Did you know that airplane wings are designed with a certain amount of “give” in them?

They may look solid as a rock, firm and rigid, but really, they’re quite flexible.  If they weren’t, the forces of take-off, flight and landing would cause them to snap into pieces like a toy.

It’s the same concept as the old saying “If you don’t bend, you’ll break.”

As a Flight Attendant, I have no choice but to be flexible.  I may have a day planned where I work two little bitty flights and end up in Miami (at the hotel right on the beach with beer vending machines!) and instead wind up working four flights and am diverted to Columbus, Ohio to stay at an airport hotel (arriving after the hotel restaurant closes and no one will deliver to the location).

Thanks to an entire adult life working in aviation, “flexible” is my middle name.

While my nature is to be unyielding, I have learned very well the lesson of “rolling with the punches” or “going with the flow”.

It’s called survival.

But you know?  Even flexible things, bendy things, things that roll, yielding things…well, even those things can eventually break.

An airplane wing is designed to bend and flex with the normal forces of flight.  Hey – they can even withstand hurricane force winds that are above and beyond what they were designed to do!

But if you touch that wing to the ground when you’re landing?  Yup.  Broken wing.

I feel like my wing touched the ground last week.

My dad retired last Wednesday after 35 years working for the same airline I eventually began working for.  The kids and I flew down to Houston for his retirement party on Wednesday night and drove back with my parents (15 hours of traveling!) on Thursday.

Before I left, I gave Zac his probiotic earlier than we normally dose him, and when Darrel asked why, I said it was because I didn’t want to have to worry about carrying perishable probiotics with me on this whirlwind trip.  If we gave him the dose right before leaving for the airport and gave him his Thursday dose the minute we got home, I wouldn’t have to add that to my long list of balls to juggle and he’d still be on track with his probiotic trial.

Darrel agreed that sounded like a good plan, and off we went.

The drive home took longer than I thought it would, so we didn’t roll in to town until about 3:30 a.m.  Everyone was exhausted!  I got Jed into bed right away, but left Zac in the carseat while I went to get his probiotics ready.

I couldn’t find the teeny-tiny measuring spoon for the probiotics.  I spent ten minutes banging around my kitchen, trying to find it.  Just when I was going to wake Darrel up to ask him where it was, I thought to look at the dirty dishes in the sink – and there it was.  Sitting in a bowl of nasty, watery ickiness with who knows what food residue in it.

Well, great.

So I scrubbed them to within an inch of their life with hot, soapy water, put them in one of my breast pump equipment sterilizing bags, zapped them in the microwave for twice the time it says to in order to sterilize things, got them out and dried them, then sat and waited for them to dry completely (you’re not supposed to use anything even remotely wet in the probiotics, as it can kill the little buggies) before I could finally get the probiotics ready.

It was 4:00 a.m.

And I don’t know why – in the big scheme of things, this was not that big of a deal, just an oversight on Darrel’s part, not some big bad rotten thing he did – so I don’t know why, but in that moment, something inside me just…broke.

I’m so tired, folks.  SO tired.  Tired of thinking everything through twenty steps ahead.  Tired of planning everything.  Tired of working so hard.  Tired of being so scared.  Tired of the multitude of demands that are on me at all times.  Tired of cooking 6 meals a day.  Tired of being so exhausted I fall asleep if I just sit at a really long red light (at noon).  Tired of being financially broke.  Tired of knowing I could help dig us out of the hole financially – if I had the time to work on the things I could create that would generate money.  Tired of having no time to do anything other than what I’m already doing.

I looked around my house while I waited for the spoons to dry, and I saw chaos everywhere.

My kitchen was a disaster of epic proportions.  My dining room made my kitchen look clean.  I couldn’t walk in the living room for the toys strewn about the place.

And that was just the rooms I could see.  I knew what awaited me in the other rooms of the house.

In the just over 4 years I’ve lived here, I’ve never once won the battle against the chaos I’m up against.  Never once.  Not ONCE have I had a day when I could honestly say “Everything had a place, and everything was IN its’ place.”  Not even an hour.  Not even a minute.

And I have worked constantly at staving off the chaos in that time.  And I have nothing to show for it.

I’m tired, folks.  So very, very tired.

I’m good; in fact, I’m DAMN good at rolling with punches, dodging and weaving, juggling balls of fire while jumping on one foot, but everyone has a limit.  Everyone reaches a breaking point.  Eventually, everyone has done all they can and have nothing left to give.

Why that moment?  Why that particular “straw that broke the camel’s back”?

I don’t know.  The measuring spoons were really not that big a deal.

But they broke me.

I thought it might be permanent; I wandered around the house all day Friday and Saturday, smiling, enjoying my kids, changing diapers, being a Mama and loving on my babies…but there was something different inside of me and I didn’t quite know what.

I went errand running with my parents…getting their new phones set up, electric turned on, buying some essentials for their new house until they can get moved up here, and it was fine. Fun, even.

But something was broken inside of me; I could feel it.

I didn’t clean the kitchen for three days.  I only cooked one meal in that time, too.  I did no laundry, didn’t pick up a single toy, made no efforts at tidying anything.  In fact, I didn’t even clean up after myself – I threw my clothes on the floor wherever I was, tossed my makeup brushes on the counter instead of putting them away in the drawer, left my plates on the table after eating, and avoided anything that bespoke of responsibility without even realizing I was doing it.

I guess it was a “If you can’t beat ’em, join ’em” kind of thing.

Saturday night, I got the kids to bed and came in to the office to take care of a couple little things.  Just tiny little things that were part of Making Our Lives Work – two emails had to be sent.  That’s all.

And the stress level from doing just those two little things made it impossible for me to fall asleep until 4:30 a.m.

So Sunday I was talking with Darrel as he cooked my brunch and came to the understanding that HE has been feeling this way ever since we found out about our foundation problem at the beginning of the month!  And suddenly it all made sense…

That was about three weeks ago.  That was about when Darrel started slowly withdrawing from “doing stuff” around the house.  Not drastic, not horrible, but small, niggling things that he used to do, well, he wasn’t any more.

And three weeks of me doing what I normally do combined with doing those small, niggling things that he was letting go of because it was too much for him to bear was enough to thrust me into a deep, soul-crushing depression.

It was like a cast iron frying pan flew out of the ether and slapped me across the face.

“OK.” the frying pan said to me.  “Now you know what the problem is.  What’re you gonna do about it?”

And I looked over and saw Zac making funny faces on the window and I felt some primal rage/strength surge up from somewhere deep inside of me.  So I told Darrel,

“If we were both just people, I’d say we could wallow in our misery and milk it for all it’s worth.  But we’re not people.  We’re PARENTS.  And they (pointing at the kids) deserve better than to live in a house like this.  They deserve to be able to eat at a dining room table, and they deserve two parents who are not shells of human beings.  Whatever we have to do to rally, we have to do it.  We have to snap out of it.  Because they deserve better.”

And Darrel agreed, and then we hugged and kissed and gathered the kids around for a rousing rendition of “Kum Ba Yah”.

Well, no, not really.  

What really happened is that Darrel agreed with me, but we don’t really have any plans or ideas of how to dig ourselves out of this funk.  Time will certainly be a factor, as we see how Zac does on food trials and if my returning to work will be smooth or rough.  Or, you know, even possible.

But that primal Mama instinct told me some things when it roared to life within me; things that will certainly help shake off this brokenness and make me whole again.  

Put on your big girl panties and deal with it.  

Put one foot in front of the other and keep going.  

Don’t stop.  Don’t slow down.  

Eventually, you and your family will walk out the other side of this valley.  

And, by the way?  You need to spend more time praying.  

(I’m starting to wonder if God doesn’t sometimes speak to us as primal voices from within.  Ya think?)

So, yes, I broke.  But I think I’m all better.  For now, at least.  

And I have one gigantic mess of a kitchen waiting to be cleaned.

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Have you ever broken?  How did you fix yourself?

Perfect Pot Roast

One of my favorite meals is Pot Roast.  At the start of this elimination diet I felt confident I could maintain it because, well, my diet was basically variations of pot roast.

At the risk of sounding boastful, I must say that I make an awesome Pot Roast.  Really.  Ask anyone who’s eaten it!

I took the risk on sounding boastful simply because I know that I have nothing to boast about.  It’s not my recipe!  I’m just patient enough to do what the folks at Cook’s Illustrated told me to do.  

(I’m happy to link to the recipe, but Cook’s Illustrated won’t show it unless you have a paid subscription.  So, this nice person wrote the whole recipe out here, if you don’t want to pay to see one recipe.  Of course, Cook’s Illustrated kind of rocks (if I weren’t broke I’d have a subscription) so buy one if you can but otherwise, she wrote it out exactly so you’re not missing out!)

Granted, I’ve made a few tweaks…a few shortcuts, if you will, but this is the Best Pot Roast you will ever eat in your entire life.  Promise!  The original and my shortcut version taste almost identical, because one thing I didn’t change were the key secrets to an amazing Pot Roast.

Why on earth does a boring ol’ pot roast deserve a whole post?  Well, maybe for the simple fact that most pot roasts are truly awful!

Oh, there’s always something good about them: maybe they’re moist, maybe they have good flavor, maybe they’re fork tender…but not all at once!  With this recipe, you can take the worst cut of meat and have an entree SO tender, SO juicy, SO flavorful, you’d think you were eating manna from Heaven.

The original recipe is not hard to do, but I don’t do it that way any more.  Partially because I’ve taken as many shortcuts as I can, and partially because I cut even more steps in deference to our fructose issues and realized that ‘hey, it’s still pretty good without ___!’

So feel free – in fact, I encourage you – to make it the Cook’s Illustrated way. 

Then come back here and make it my way, and see how much easier I make it for you!  

So here’s what I do:

Start out with an onion.  Chop it up and throw it in a pan to soften.

Onions softening. I used my cast iron pan for this part, as my camp soup pot isn't really great on the stove top.

Onions softening. I used my cast iron pan for this part, as my camp soup pot isn’t really great on the stove top.

Then grab your roast; you can really get the cheapest cut of meat out there and it will be perfect when you’re done.  Coat it in a thick layer of garlic powder, sea salt and black pepper.

Roast with garlic powder, sea salt and pepper

Roast with garlic powder, sea salt and pepper

Throw it in the same pan as the onions to sear the outside.

Searing the sides of the roast

Searing the sides of the roast

At this point, Cook’s Illustrated says to wrap it in twine; I’ve never bothered.  I just put it in my big ol’ pot and am done with it.

(Side note, I am not – yet – the Pioneer Woman.  I don’t have 4 gorgeous le Creuset dutch/french ovens in my kitchen.  I don’t even have ONE, though I lust after them!  As Cook’s recommends you cook your roast in a dutch oven, I have to make do with my big black camp soup pot.  You know what? It works just fine.  So whatever you’ve got will be perfect!)

Roast, potatos, and carrots in the pot

Roast, potatos, and carrots in the pot

Normally you would toss in your roast and proceed with the rest of the recipe, however, I was making this roast just for me and I like my veggies really  soft and mushy.  So I put them in at the same time as the roast to cook.  Ordinarily, you’d throw these in about 1-2 hours before serving.

This is where it gets interesting: Cook’s calls for putting 1 cup of each chicken and beef broth in the pot with your roast.  For whatever cooking science reason, this combo truly does make a delicious roast!  Chicken, alas, is not on my elimination diet, so I have to make do with just beef broth.

Most of the time, though, I don’t even have beef broth made up, so I just use plain water.  Whatever your liquid of choice, dump it into the pan you browned your roast in and turn up the heat!  Use this time to scrape up any browned bits off the bottom, add in whatever seasonings you can have (thyme is recommended), and bring it to a boil.  (The goal is to have the liquid come to halfway up the sides of your roast, so adjust as necessary.)

My "broth" coming to a boil

My “broth” coming to a boil

Then dump that lovely “broth” over your roast!

Added the broth!

Added the broth!

Next is another important part: put a piece of aluminum foil over your pot, then put the lid on.  Press it down to make a nice seal.

Foiled!

Foiled!

Then throw the whole pot in the oven at 300 degrees F and walk away.  Let it cook for at least 4 hours, but I’ve gotten busy and not taken it out of the oven for 8 hours before and it was still heavenly!  Set a timer, though.  Even though the smell will bring a smile to your face, after 3 or 4 hours of smelling it you’ll get used to it and – if you’re like me – might forget you have a roast in the oven!

What comes out is delicious, beefy heaven!

Fork tender roast - YUM!

Fork tender roast – YUM!

Perfectly done carrots and potatos

Perfectly done carrots and potatos

And all together:

Dinner is served!

Dinner is served!

After you’ve taken the roast and veggies out of the pot, strain out the liquid in the bottom and use is as a “sauce” for your meal.  It’s delicious!

So there you have it!  The true key to a delicious pot roast really boils down to two things: cook low and slow, and keep the moisture in!  Anything you do beyond that might improve it slightly, but sticking with those two essentials will ensure the pot roast will become a family favorite!

Perfect Pot Roast
 
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Serves: 8 servings
Ingredients
  • roast
  • 1 onion (optional)
  • 2 potatos per person
  • 3-4 carrots per person
  • sea salt
  • black pepper
  • 1 cup beef broth (or water)
  • 1 cup chicken broth (or water)
  • garlic powder (optional)
Instructions
  1. Chop your onions and throw them in a dutch oven (or skillet) to soften.
  2. Coat your roast with garlic powder, sea salt and pepper.
  3. Remove the roast when all sides are seared and add your chicken/beef broth to the pan and bring it to a boil.
  4. Place your roast back in the pan; make sure your liquid comes to halfway up the sides of the roast.
  5. Place a piece of foil on the top of the pan and put the lid on top to make a tight seal.
  6. Place in a 300 degree F oven and set your timer for 4-6 hours.
  7. If you like your potatos and carrots very mushy and soft, place them in the pot at the beginning of cooking. If you like them a little more firm, put them in the pot 1-2 hours before serving.
  8. Enjoy eating the perfect pot roast - and don't forget to use the broth in the pan at the end!
Notes
To make this recipe fructose friendly, either completely omit the onion and garlic, or simply saute them in oil and remove before placing the roast in the oven.

 

 

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FPIES is Making Me P.C.

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Well, sort of.  

See, I’ve never been a terribly PC sort of person.  I’m too blunt, too “tell it like it is”.  It’s never my intention to hurt anyone; in fact, I view it as a sign of respect to not tip-toe around the truth with “delicate phrasing”.  I expect that the person in question is strong enough to handle the truth, regardless of how it is phrased.

To me, using PC terminology is disrespectful and insulting.  It implies that I’m too weak to handle reality.  

As a caveat, I’m not referring to blatantly discriminatory or derogatory phrases, here.  No, more like someone referring to me as “vertically challenged”.  No, people, I’m not “vertically challenged”…I’m SHORT.  It’s a perfectly fine adjective – use it!

So I tend to use the simplest, most obvious adjective when describing things, without concern for “hurting people’s feelings”, because, face it: if being called “short” really gets your undies in a bunch, you kind of have bigger problems than being “vertically challenged”, wouldn’t you say?

And now I’m Mama to two little boys with some serious food issues.  I don’t beat around the bush when I describe their sicknesses to anyone; if you ask, I’m more likely to say “well, he pooped blood again” than “he had a bad diaper”.

It’s the truth.  It’s MY truth.  Why sugar coat it?

A while back I read a very compelling post by the Allergist Mom about the terminology we use in the Food Allergy World to describe foods.

We “Pass” or we “Fail” a food, in common parlance.

She told the story of her young son going in for a food challenge for soy; when he “failed” it, well, he felt like a failure.  He called himself a loser.

He took it personally.

That story really resonated with me; I never want my kids to get the idea that anything about their food allergies is in any way a reflection on THEM.  I want them to know that their strength, courage, intelligence or spirit is in no way flawed for not being able to “pass” a food at some point.

I even changed the verbiage under the links for their diets to reflect this!  Instead of “pass” and “fail” I inserted “safe” and “unsafe”.

And just yesterday, I was reminded of the Allergist Mom and her pass/fail concept by another Mama on the FPIES boards…and realized that despite my earlier good intentions, I still USE “pass” and “fail” all the time.

Despite my compulsion to speak the truth plainly, I’m suddenly taken to task for this by my concerns for my kids.  So I wondered, is it really pussy-footing around to use different words to describe my sons reactions to a particular food?

FPIES kids, and probably Fructose Malabsorption children, often have psychological issues with food.  They can be wary of eating, scared to try new things, often will develop oral aversions, and can become terribly picky.  Can you blame them?  As long as they’ve been alive, every morsel they consume has the distinct potential to make them violently ill.  *I* would be wary and scared of food if I were in their shoes!

But you can’t avoid food.  As humans, we have to eat to survive.

So I’ve decided that it isn’t truly being PC or pussy-footing around to use different terminology for how my sons react to foods.  This isn’t a matter of hurt feelings; this is about their ability to survive.

We’re on a rocky path here with their food issues, and it would be far too easy for my boys to begin thinking they are failures for not being able to overcome their food issues.  I truly don’t want to GIVE my boys any hang-ups about foods; if they develop food issues on their own, we’ll deal with it.  But I don’t want to have been part of the cause.

From now on, I’m going to make a concerted effort to speak differently about foods.

Now, the food isn’t “poison” (again, another phrase I’ve used quite frequently).  It just “doesn’t work for you”.

You didn’t “fail” a food.  That food just “isn’t safe – yet” for your body.

You didn’t “pass” a food.  We simply “found a food that works”.

There are no more “good” and “bad” foods.  There are foods that work with your physiology and foods that just aren’t compatible – yet.

And the “yet” is really important, too.  

“Yet” implies that one day, ALL foods will be “safe” for my kiddos.

“Yet” implies “Hope”.  

And with FPIES?  Some days Hope is all you have.  

Call me a PC convert if you want, but I’m not going to let sloppy terminology take that away from me or my boys.

Because right now Zac doesn’t have any safe foods.

Yet.

The Best Spaghetti Sauce Ever

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…or so says my husband!  

When I posted the recipe for my quinoa pasta noodles I commented that they went great with my homemade spaghetti sauce.  One of the comments on that post requested the recipe for the sauce, so here it is!  (This is for you, Katherine!)

It’s a little tricky to write this recipe down, as there’s a certain degree of “winging it” involved in making it.  Not to mention, I’ve been tinkering with it quite a bit to make it fructose friendly for Jed!  With his diet, raw, chopped up tomatos are safe to eat, but cooked tomato sauces are NOT.  That makes a tomato based sauce sort of difficult!

So I’m going to basically write out the recipe as I’ve always made it, and then I’ll post pictures and instructions for how I make a tomato-based Spaghetti Sauce that is Fructose-Friendly.  Another two-fer recipe!  Yay!

So here’s the Originial, Knock-Your-Socks-Off Spaghetti Sauce Recipe:

I was going to list out the “absolutely required ingredients” and the “optional” ingredients, but, basically, the only thing that is absolutely required to make a spaghetti sauce is tomatos!  Everything else is optional!  If you want meat, add meat!  If you don’t, don’t!

It could get really tedious to write the recipe out that way, so instead I’m just going to write the way *I* do it.  If there is something I add that you don’t like, leave it out.  If you want to add something, add it.  You can truly make this recipe your own!

Heat some oil in a sauce pan, and toss in about a whole, chopped up onion and as much garlic as you like.  Throw in 1 to 1 1/2 pounds of ground beef to cook.  When the meat is browned, you may need to drain off any excess grease (unless you’re using grass-fed beef, in which case you may have needed to ADD extra oil!).

I often will throw some seasoning in to cook into the beef before I add the sauce.  I typically stick with the traditional sea salt, black pepper, a tiny bit of crushed red pepper, basil and oregano.  One of the reasons this sauce truly excels is that I DO NOT SCRIMP on the seasonings.  I’ve never measured the spices I put in, but I don’t think I’d be exaggerating to say I probably use at least 5 T. of dried basil and oregano in my spaghetti sauce (probably one or two more than that at times)!

Of course, if you have fresh herbs, please use those, but dried works fine.  Either way, though, add however much you think you’ll need…then add half as much again!

Then you pour in your sauce.  I’ve used fresh, homemade tomato sauce and grocery-store canned tomato sauce and they both work just fine.  The trick here is to get the sauce to look like a sauce; slightly more red stuff than meat.  So, you will need to add tomato sauce until it “looks right” to you, based on how much  meat you started with.

Then I usually add 2-4 cups of diced tomatos (1-2 small cans), chopped up bell pepper, chopped up mushrooms, and sometimes chopped up olives.  You can add as much or as little of these as you like; sometimes, I’ve only had one sad little bell pepper in my fridge, and it seems hardly worth bothering with!  But, I add it anyway.  Sometimes I wind up with 2 cups of a veggie to throw in.  Either way, somehow it always tastes divine!

At this point I take a look at my sauce; if it looks a little runny, I’ll add a small can of tomato paste to help thicken it.  Sometimes I have to add more sauce.  Just stir it around, and if it looks like a great sauce to you, then it probably will be!

I usually add more spices and seasonings at this point, as well.  I’ll taste it and decide if I need to go heavier on anything in particular, or if the whole thing needs to be kicked up a notch.  I also will add sugar at this point – brown sugar, if I have it handy.  Not too much; a couple T. is more than enough!

Whenever I have it around, I’ll toss in a little red cooking wine, too.  But I almost never have it around, so the recipe won’t suffer if you don’t, either.

Then cover and simmer for a few hours.  This sauce does nothing but get better with time! In fact, I often make double – or even triple – batches of it, just so there is plenty for leftovers and to freeze.  I’d love to try canning this someday, but since I’ve never canned before in my life I know I’ll have a steep learning curve there!  In the meantime, I portion the sauce into gallon sized freezer bags, lay it flat, and freeze.

Then I always have a quick, easy, and delicious meal ready to go at a moments notice!

And…that’s about it!  You can swap out a lot of stuff in this recipe: meat, veggies of choice, etc., and still have a delicious sauce – as long as you stick with sea salt, black pepper, crushed red pepper, basil and oregano and lots of it!

Now, on to my Fructose-Friendly Spaghetti Sauce!

This was so quick and easy it’s unbelievable – and the best part was: almost no chopping!

I got out my StarFrit Manual food processor, sat it next to the stove, and got to work.  (I really love that thing – you should totally get one!)

First I dumped in half an onion, chopped it up, and tossed it in my sauce pan.  Then I added the ground beef (1.5 pounds) and some olive oil and let it start cooking.

Browning the meat...

Browning the meat…

Then I went to my fridge and dug out any and all suitable veggies for a spaghetti sauce.  Sad to say, there wasn’t much.  In the end I had some mini sweet bell peppers and a can of olives to add.

I cut the ends off the mini peppers, cut them in half, scraped out the seeds, and tossed them in the StarFrit.

Mini Bell Peppers

Mini Bell Peppers

Then I opened the can of black olives, drained them, and tossed them on top.

And some black olives...

And some black olives…

Spun the handle and they were done!

Chopped veggies!

Chopped veggies!

By that point, my ground beef was looking pretty close to done, so I added my seasonings.  Probably 5 or 6 T. of basil and oregano, a healthy shake of sea salt, and a healthy shake of black pepper.  Then I put about 1 tsp. of crushed red pepper as well.  Stirred it up and let it cook a little bit more.

After a few more minutes, I dumped the entire contents of the StarFrit in to the ground beef.  Since tomatos apparently get more “fructose-y” as they are cooked, the trick with a spaghetti sauce is to NOT cook it.  That means any veggies you want in your sauce will not be able to marinade in the tomato sauce to get soft, so they’ll need to be softened and cooked another way.  This is my way; added to the ground beef as it finishes cooking, they get softer, take on a bit of the seasoning flavor, impart more flavor to the beef, and make it possible to feed my Fructose Malabsorbative son a spaghetti sauce that tastes great!

Veggies in with the meat!

Veggies in with the meat!

(Another tip: you don’t even need to wash out your StarFrit between uses here.  It all goes into the same pot, after all!)

I didn’t have any fresh tomatos, so I used the big cans of whole tomatos.  I opened one can, threw it in the StarFrit, and blended until it was mostly “saucy”.  Just a few little dices of tomatos in the mix for texture.

Ready to puree...

Ready to puree…

And we have sauce!

And we have sauce!

I dumped it in the sauce pot, and realized it needed more.  So I got out another big can, repeated the process, and that was just the right amount!

Mixed in with the meat

Mixed in with the meat

When you’re not using a tomato sauce (which is just pureed tomatos cooked down a bit), the tomatos are very liquidy.  To help counteract that and thicken it up a bit, I added 1 T. of potato starch.  Maybe it needed more, but Darrel was happy with it, so I let it go at that.

Potato Starch for thickening

Potato Starch for thickening

Meanwhile, Darrel had started some brown rice spaghetti noodles cooking, so I simply stirred the spaghetti sauce until it was WARM but not cooking – and immediately took it off the heat!

I didn’t want a cold sauce, but it needs to still be mostly raw tomatos (or, as raw a tomato as you can get with canned tomatos!).  In any event, less cooking is better when you’re limiting fructose and trying to eat tomatos.

The noodles were drained, dished up, and the sauce was added to the top…and it was delicious!

Dinner is served!

Dinner is served!

Darrel ate two full plates plus the tiny bit Jed didn’t finish, and Jed ate almost all of a HUGE bowl of it by himself.

Since the goal was to serve as good a spaghetti sauce as my original, knock-your-socks-off sauce (a title given it by my once-lived-in-Italy husband) I think the fructose friendly version hit the spot!

If you don’t have to limit fructose, the original way is pretty easy and can be done far ahead of time (frozen, or put on the stove in the morning and simmered all day while at work).  But if you have to limit fructose, here is a great way to still enjoy a tomato based spaghetti sauce and not aggravate your tummy!

Enjoy!

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BEST SPAGHETTI SAUCE EVER (ORIGINAL)

– 1-2 lbs. ground beef
– 2 28 ounce cans of tomato sauce
– 1 28 ounce can of diced tomatos
– 1 small can tomato paste
– 1 onion
– 8 cloves garlic
– 5-6 T. dried oregano
– 5-6 T. dried basil
– sea salt
– pepper
– 1-2 tsp. crushed red pepper
– 1 T. brown sugar
– splash of red cooking wine
– veggies: olives, mushrooms, bell peppers, shredded carrot, shredded zucchini, etc.

  1. Brown your ground beef with the onion in a large sauce pan.
  2. Add the garlic towards the end of browning to soften.
  3. Drain off grease, if necessary, and add all the tomatos.
  4. Add the remaining ingredients; add more tomato sauce if necessary.  You can put in as many veggies as you would like as long as you keep the sauce from getting too thick.
  5. Cook for at least 30 minutes at a simmer, though you could let this simmer all day long and it would get nothing but better!
  6. Dish up over your favorite safe pasta noodle and enjoy!

(You can also freeze this sauce and reheat it later.)

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BEST SPAGHETTI SAUCE EVER (FRUCTOSE FRIENDLY VERSION)

– 1-2 lbs. ground beef
– 2 28 ounce cans whole tomatos
– 1/2 an onion (or omit, if unsafe)
– 5-6 T. dried oregano
– 5-6 T. dried basil
– sea salt
– black pepper
– 1 tsp. crushed red pepper (omit if unsafe)
– 1 T. potato starch
– veggies: anything you like that is safe – olives, bell pepper, mushrooms, etc.

  1. Add onion and ground beef to a large sauce pan.  Start browning your meat.
  2. In a food processor, chop up all your veggies for the sauce.
  3. When the meat is mostly browned, add all your seasonings; stir well.
  4. After the meat is browned, add all your veggies.  Stir well and let cook until softened.
  5. Puree the tomatos in a food processor.
  6. After the veggies are softened, add your tomatos. Stir well; add more tomatos if necessary.
  7. Add potato starch if you need to thicken the sauce a bit.
  8. Leave on the stove until WARMED through, but do not cook the sauce.
  9. Serve with your favorite safe pasta noodle and enjoy!
  • To eat leftovers, I try to warm it as little as possible; on the stove in a saucepan is safest, as you can test it as it warms.  This keeps it from cooking the tomatos too much. 
  • You can always halve the recipe if you aren’t feeding a crowd (or hungry men) and don’t want too many leftovers to worry about!

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What veggies do you put in your spaghetti sauce?

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Zac’s Probiotic Trial: Update II

Sorry this is so late today; I didn’t get a chance to use the computer all weekend and today was wicked busy!

SO…as I left it last week we were wondering about the corn in the probiotics and weren’t sure if Zac was handling them well or not.

Monday I spoke with the lady at the probiotic company while Jed single-handedly attempted to destroy Hobby Lobby, and Zac ate the paper off a package of craft pipe cleaners I was getting for Jed.  Remember?

Paper and non-toxic inks are just evil.

Paper and non-toxic inks are just evil.

Well, in all the aftermath of that, I never revealed what I learned!

Turns out, GutPro is 8 different strains of probiotics, and ONE of those strains is SOMETIMES fed a dextrose solution when it is being grown.  After all the strains are grown and bottled, each batch is tested for the presence of any allergens – including corn.  They will not ship any batches that test positive, and according to the rep I spoke with, their batches never test positive.

In fact, the rep I spoke with was herself an FPIES Mom!  Her two daughters had/have FPIES, so she completely understood my concerns and was very helpful in discussing the trial for Zac.

I had to say this was about as good a guarantee as you’ll ever get (when dextrose is involved), so we decided to continue the trials.

Especially since Zac had eaten paper!  We figured the probiotics might help him get through the reaction better.

We were right; not only did he eat that paper on Monday, but on Tuesday the little stinker managed to find more paper to eat – twice!  The first was a piece of a board book that Jed had ripped to shreds and somehow tracked into the living room; the second was the business card of the house inspector who came and looked at our house on Tuesday that must have fallen out of my pocket.   Ugh!

So we just let our guts clench up and waited to deal with the vomiting…except, it never came.  

The worst we got was microscopic blood in his stool for four days, muscousy, smelly stool for five days, a little eczema on his face and some sleep disturbances.

Compared to December’s paper eating debacle, this was almost a NON-reaction!

We kept him at 1/8th of a dose through the whole week, hoping, praying, and crossing all our fingers and toes.

Saturday, we had a very exciting day: ZAC HAD A NORMAL POOP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It’s the first one he’s had since OCTOBER!

It actually took me and Darrel several minutes of staring and smelling the diaper in confusion before Darrel said “I’m not sure I remember, but…is this what normal 10 month old poops are supposed to be like?” before we realized we were staring at a miracle!

In celebration, we gave Zac extra probiotics!  Back up to 1/4 dose!

He got 1/4 dose on Saturday and Sunday, and though he and Jed both came down with little colds this weekend, he seemed to be doing just fine otherwise.

Then today he had another of those WOW mucousy diapers that he had 24 hours after his very first dose nearly two weeks ago; again, it tested negative for blood.

But this time, it took him 48 hours before he had a questionable diaper!

He did have a much smaller version of the same thing a few hours later, but really, he has some slight eczema on his face (which honestly could be leftover from his paper eating extravaganza), and a runny nose (from his cold) and has been having a rough time sleeping the last two nights (again, from the cold) but otherwise is just fine.

Still, Darrel and I decided to drop his dose…a bit.  Instead of going back to 1/8th, we gave him 1/6th of a dose tonight.

The GutPro rep did suggest going v e r y slowly with the probiotics, and the FPIES Mama’s said the same thing.  Maybe 1/4 dose jumps are too much, too quick.  So, split the difference, and let’s see if his body can handle that better!

I’m shooting off an email to our doctors in Georgia tonight, filling them in on our Great Probiotic Trial and asking their advice on one salient point: at which point during this trial do we go ahead and push on to solid foods?  When he’s reached a full dose? Or at some smaller dose…say, 1/2 a dose?

‘Cause I’m, like, 6 weeks away from heading back to work, and we’re, like, running out of time here.  (Like, totally!)

(Sorry, my inner Valley Girl sometimes comes out when I get smart alecky.)

So, that’s where we’re at.  He’s doing great, and I’m happy dancing my way around the house at this fabulous turn of events for my son.  

Oh, and not to leave Jed out: he rocked speech therapy today!  Met all of his milestones and has received NEW milestones to shoot for!  He’s singing, mimicking, naming objects, and even ASKED QUESTIONS!  (Which his therapist told me is VERY advanced for his age; to be asking “How?” “Why?” and answering the question of “Where is it?” makes Jed brilliant!)  (OK, so ‘brilliant’ is my adjective.  His therapist was much more clinical and restrained.  But, it’s my blog! So he’s brilliant!)

Ah…I’m going to revel, wallow, and soak up this happy day where so much is going well for the Summers’ boys…after all, we’ve had a rough 5 months.

Well, a rough 8 months, if you want to get specific.  

So, happy dance for us, y’all!  The boys are coming up from behind!

So, Yesterday…

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Ever feel like you spend all day spinning in circles?

I was woken up far too early by children who got far too little sleep.  (6:45 a.m., in case you were wondering.)

My normal “get up and go” routine took far too long as I stumbled around in a brain fog until I looked up at 9:00 a.m. to realize I hadn’t fed Jed yet.  Oops.

Sad to say, but I still haven’t gotten my kitchen whipped back into shape from the cooking and packing insanity that preceded our trip to visit my Nana in the hospital two weeks ago, and as I looked around to make breakfast for my son, I realized it just wasn’t going to happen.

He got a bowl of puffed corn cereal with almond milk and I called it “good enough”.

But I decided the kitchen really did need to be cleaned, and pulled on my rubber gloves to get working.  Zac was deposited in the bouncy chair, not screaming about the indignity of it (for once), Jed was munching away on breakfast, and I was busily scrubbing dishes, feeling a growing sense of “the day started off slow, but I’m gettin’ my groove on now, baby!”

Then Jed made an executive decision.  I imagine his thoughts ran along the lines of “Do you know what’s more fun than eating cereal?  THROWING cereal!  Yeah, I should do that!  Mommy will be proud of how big a mess I can make!”

Yeah.  Mommy was NOT proud.  Mommy was…well, insert another word that starts with “p”.  Yeah.

Dishes were abandoned.  Zac was left to watch the drama unfold.  Jed was unpleasantly shocked at Mommy’s reaction to the vision of him standing on his chair at the dining room table, joyous glee on his face as he pointed to the floor, table, chair, and wall around him as he used his speech therapy lessons to shout “Mess! Milk! Wash!” at the top of his lungs.

Because Mommy insisted HE clean it up.  (Well, help to clean it up.)

Unlike Monday, I didn’t lose my cool.  I *did* yell a little – but that’s only because this is the second time in a week he’s done this.  (Throwing food is a totally new thing in our house – I’m not sure where it came from, but I’d like to send it back, thankyouverymuch!)

Mostly, though, I calmly, firmly informed him that making this kind of mess was unacceptable, and that he would now help me clean it up.

I instructed him to take his (almond milk and corn covered) sippy cup and spoon to the sink.

He refused.

I insisted.

This went on for a while.

I won.

But not before the almond milk had started to dry on the wood floors, and he had rolled around in the mess enough that his PJ’s were soaked through.

Sigh…

No sooner had we finished cleaning up the mess than he began screaming “Eat!”

Oh, no, kiddo.  Let me tell you how this works!

“Sweetie, when you throw your food on the floor, I take that as a sign that you’re done eating, your belly is full, and you no longer want any food. So you now have to wait until lunch before you can eat again.”

Surprisingly, he didn’t pitch too big a fit over that.

(I think he was still upset that I’d turned the TV off and told him he couldn’t have any more TV that day, as the trade-off for making the mess and only barely helping me clean it up.)

So I got Jed changed into clean clothes and safely ensconced in the living room, and looked up to realize that ‘oh Lordy, it’s an hour late for Zac’s morning nap!’

I tried to lay him down, and it was a no-go.  The kid refused to sleep.  Jed was pitching a fit in the living room, Zac was chewing my face, and I decided to cry “uncle”.  Back to the living room we all went.

The kitchen still wasn’t clean.  And I still hadn’t eaten breakfast.  So, I ate a bag of potato chips.  Breakfast of champions, right?

I set about actually cleaning the dining room (not just wiping up the mess, actually mopping and cleaning the table and chairs) and went to try naptime for Zac again when I was done.

It was 11:30 a.m., and I finally managed to get Zac to sleep!  Yippee!!

Unfortunately, I managed to fall asleep while achieving this goal.  No yippee.

In the hour and a half I was out for the count, Jed decided to entertain himself in our office.  He made about a quarter of the mess I would have guessed he would make in that time frame, so I suppose I should be happy.  Still, I had those stacks of papers stacked purposefully, and now it’s all one gigantic stack that has no rhyme or reason to it.

So now we’re going to file for an extension to do our income tax.  Thanks, Jed!

By the time I’d cleaned up the office a bit, nursed a now-awake Zac, I realized it was 2:00 p.m. and I hadn’t fed Jed lunch!  I had meant to punish him a bit for his breakfast throwing shenanigans by making him wait for lunch, but truly had meant to feed him at our normal 12-12:30 p.m. time frame.

Now I felt guilty.

And, oh, the kitchen still wasn’t cleaned.

I managed to find *a* clean frying pan and cooked up some bacon and pancakes for him.  I didn’t have anything else thawed; but, breakfast for lunch is okay, right?

He ate pretty well, and then decided to punctuate the fact that he was done eating by pouring his milk all over the table, chair, and floor.  AGAIN.

Sigh…really, Jed?

I’ll spare you the details of the second cleanup of the day, and then it was time for afternoon naps.

Late, of course.  It was now 3:00 p.m.  A full 1-2 hours later than he normally goes down. But, he went down for his nap pretty easily, thank goodness!

Zac, however, had no interest in taking a nap. Instead, he wanted to sit in my lap and scream at me.

For an hour.

For no reason.

And when he wasn’t screaming?  He was biting my face.

If he’s teething, I can’t feel anything in his mouth to prove it.  If he’s teething, I wish those teeth would DO something already!

He finally went down at 4:15 p.m.  Ah…sweet relief!  Both kiddos asleep at once!

I went straight into the office to try and write my post for today.  I got one about halfway written; I was waiting to finish it after I cooked dinner, because I was planning to take pictures for the post.

I was feeling pretty pleased with my progress; maybe, just maybe, I’d get to bed before 1 in the morning! I even managed to get out the checkbook to start working on bill paying for the month.  Only one problem: I was out of room in the register to record anything new.  Oh well, I thought.  Darrel can pick one up at the bank drive-thru on his way home.

5:00 p.m. came, and no word from Darrel.  I finally called him at 5:30 and he was just leaving work.  I asked him to pick up the checkbook register, and in our conversation it came out that he was going to a photography meeting that I’d completely forgotten about.

Well, nix my dinner idea!  I didn’t want to make a huge pot of spaghetti for just Jed, so I figured I’d just make it later.

I put the ground beef in the fridge, and decided Jed was just going to have to eat more bacon and pancakes for dinner.

Jed woke up when dinner was about halfway ready, and Zac woke up at the same time.  6:00 p.m.  Yup, bedtime is shot!

We actually had a nice evening; Jed ate his dinner, I ate a steak (and more potato chips), the boys took their probiotics, Jed actually helped me in the kitchen a bit…so, good night!

We got in the shower just as Darrel got home from his meeting (half an hour after they’re normally in bed) and we got the kids bathed, dried, dressed, and in bed.

But neither of them went to sleep until about 10:30 p.m.

That’s about when I realized my post for today was shot, since I hadn’t been able to take pictures of it from dinner.

Oh, and the kitchen still isn’t clean.

Do you ever just have one of those days?  

Dairy, Egg & Gluten Free Chicken & Rice Casserole

Dairy Egg and Gluten Free Chicken and Rice Casserole cradlerockingmama

Well, it’s been a little serious here lately, what with probiotic trials, paper eating, and Mommy Meltdowns, so I’m lightening it up a bit with a new recipe today!

When Jed was first diagnosed with MPI (Milk Protein Intolerance) I struggled mightily in the kitchen.  ALL of my limited cooking skills were centered on milk, cheese, butter, oh, and did I mention DAIRY??  Every casserole I knew had a can or two of Cream of ____ soup added; every dish I made required a generous handful of cheese on top.

So early on, I searched for some casseroles I could make dairy-free, and I found a pretty decent Chicken and Rice Casserole to try.

I modified it a bit, and it was a HUGE hit with the family!  We all loved it!

Now, with Jed’s fructose issues, I’ve had to modify it quite a bit more.  I was worried it wouldn’t be the same, but my boys still inhaled it and pronounced it “delicious!”  Whew!

This probably won’t be safe ‘as-is’ for an FPIES family, but if Zac passes quinoa, I’m willing to modify the casserole again!

So here’s what you do:

Cook the rice.  I like to use broth for the liquid, but water will do just fine.  (I didn’t take a picture of that because, well, it’s rice.) *UPDATE: this works well half and half rice and quinoa, so feel free to try this with entirely cooked quinoa!

Heat up some fat in a pan.  The original recipe called for butter, but that’s a no-go for us dairy free folks.  I used to use Earth Balance Buttery Spread, but I haven’t trialed it on Jed yet and am not sure it’s safe for his fructose issues.  Since I was eliminating such a flavorful addition to the casserole, I saved some lovely chicken fat in the fridge to use instead.  It did exactly what I hoped and imparted tons of flavor to the dish!

Then toss in your veggies.  This time I used celery, broccoli, onion, bell pepper and zucchini because it is what I had in the fridge and we were trialing Jed on onion at the time.  (Turns out zucchini is on the ‘avoid’ list for fructose, so we trialed 2 veggies that night!) In the past I’ve thrown in carrots, garlic, peas, and yellow squash, so really, use whatever veggies you’d like!  Cook the veggies until they are soft.

Veggies cooking up.

Veggies cooking up.

Add your flour.  The original recipe just used regular ol’ all-purpose; us allergy folk use strange things like millet and quinoa.  I used quinoa flour, and it worked beautifully!

After you’ve mixed the flour around a tad, dump in your liquid.  Water works, but broth is better.  Stir it up until the flour isn’t clumpy, then cook it a little until it starts to thicken.

Throw in your chicken.  You could certainly modify this to use a different meat, or even make it a veggie casserole with some nuts added for protein!  I used chicken, though.  (I usually cook up a big batch of chicken in the crock pot and shred it, then portion it into 2 cup servings in Ziploc baggies to freeze.  Then I’m ready to go whenever I need some shredded chicken for a recipe.)

Softened veggies, flour and liquid, and chicken with seasonings

Softened veggies, flour and liquid, and chicken with seasonings

Oh, and at any point you like, you can toss in some seasoning.  Sea salt and pepper, of course, but also basil, parsley, thyme, oregano…whatever floats your boat!

Next you mix your rice in with the veggie sauce and mix it well.

Add some rice and almost done!

Add some rice and almost done!

After that, pour your mixture into a casserole dish (spray it with some sort of cooking spray first; I make my own homemade “Pam” with olive oil and water in a misting bottle) and pop it in the oven!

*At this point, you could easily pop this in the freezer.  I often make a double batch just to be able to have a quick, ready to go meal for later.  To heat after freezing, simply cook it for about twice as long!  Seriously, could this recipe be any better?

Into the oven!

Into the oven!

I decided to use the last little bit of my homemade cheese as a topping on one part of the casserole to see how it worked and if it tasted okay.  It worked, and it tasted great!  So that’s an option if regular cheese or the vegan cheese is okay for you.  I added it about 15 minutes before I took the casserole out of the oven.

Some cheese on one side ready to melt away

Some cheese on one side ready to melt away

Looks great!

Yum!!

Yum!!

Dairy, Egg & Gluten Free Chicken & Rice Casserole
 
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This is a delicious casserole - with no dairy, egg or gluten at all!
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Recipe type: dinner, casserole
Serves: 8 servings
Ingredients
  • 2 c. rice (or quinoa)
  • 2 c. cooked and shredded chicken
  • ½ c. fat (oil, butter, schmaltz)
  • ¼ c. gluten-free flour
  • 1½ c. liquid (water, broth)
  • veggies (to taste - probably no more than about 4 c. total)
  • onion & garlic (if they're safe)
Instructions
  1. Cook rice.
  2. In another pan, heat your fat and add your veggies, onion and garlic. Cook until softened.
  3. Add the flour and stir. Mix the liquid in until the flour has no clumps. Cook until thickened a bit.
  4. Add chicken and stir. Toss in whatever seasonings you'd like.
  5. Mix in the rice completely.
  6. Grease a casserole dish and pour the mixture in. Bake at 350 degrees F for half an hour (a little longer won't hurt it!)
  7. If you'd like, add some cheese to the top about ten minutes before removing the casserole from the oven. (Bread crumbs would probably be good, too!)
  8. Enjoy!

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