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freshly squeezed photo from this morning.
I’m getting sick here in Copenhagen and I have absolutely no food at all. It’s snowing. It’s horribly cold. I’m tired and happy, I would be more happy if I had something to eat other than cabbage and eggs. I just fucking love cabbage – that sad veggie is totally underestimated. People should appreciate it more. Like pickles.
Did I mention that it’s snowing? It affects my pessimistic little heart, punching it back to hopeless romantic. I like it – you somewhat feel alive again when you step out of the real, fucking depressing world for a while. Just a little while, and then I will mentally kick my romantic little heart back to hardcore pessimism filled with anger – again. That’s just how you get ahead the most of the time: being a rock solid, hardcore, crazyass bitch.
But I’m happy – too happy and that’s too scary. I can’t control happiness, and certainly not this form of happiness, and I’m not sure if I had the power I would control it. Then it wouldn’t be the same. Sometimes everything is more beautiful when you are completely powerless and inches from falling into a big, dark hole of nothing. And maybe I’m ready to take that chance again. I couldn’t imagine feeling worse than I did before. This time I will feel. Either way. Happy or unhappy – and that’s always better than feeling nothing at all.
It’s still snowing….
Lets just say that I – of course – haven’t followed the south beach diet to every single point. I’m doing it jazz-style.
So therefore there has been some sugar and starches, but that’s actually a good thing because I realized how much I didn’t miss it when I felt what it was doing to my body.. oh so dramatic, but true.
I didn’t eat starches that day.. can you see the difference?
I visited my sister yesterday, where she made the perfect lasagna with a whole lot of garlic bread (the good kind with lots of fibers though), but when I ate the lasagna I just didn’t feel full.. I ate and ate…and ate, and still after I stopped eating about 1 kg lasagna later, I still wanted to eat. And through out the whole night I just felt the hunger in my tummy, begging me too eat some more.. anything! which lead to a late night snack consisting of sugar. Oh well...
So no more starches and bad carbs from now on. The nights before I ate proteins with some approved veggies, following the south beach diet and I felt great: meaning, NO hunger. And that feels damn awesome!
this picture has nothing to do with the post, I just felt like sharing baby jazz on the blog. And as you can see nothing has changed with my hair. Once bangs always bangs!
So I told you guys I’m on the South Beach diet, but there is a very good reason for that and that’s not because I’m fat or feel the need to lose some weight. I’m doing this primarily because of my illness.
When I was 14 years old I was diagnosed with Crohn’s disease. A chronic inflammatory bowel disease that is situated in my colon, but the location of the disease is very different from patient to patient. And from that day I had to change my whole lifestyle, not because I had some bad habits that caused the disease, but because medicine and food plans now had a place in my life that could have an influence on my health and the disease.
Therefore I’m always experimenting on my body with different foods, and that is not always funny, but for a girl like me that used to play a little scientist when I was little with a physics set my daddy gave me – and what a lovely play set may I add – I find it pretty fascinating how food can change the course of the disease from feeling really awful to brilliant!
And that’s why I’m on the SB-diet right now: to see how my body and the disease reacts when I pipe down for the sugar, starches and carbs from my basic diet. But first I need to digest the 1 kg apple pie I ate today, so the SB-diet kicks in for real tomorrow and you can follow the process on my blog.
I don’t know why, but I just felt like saying “boys suck” – and it’s not even because I have any troubles with them.. I just felt like hating for the fun of it – do you know that feeling?
Anyways. I feel like I shouldn’t be blogging today. I may be a little too catty or a little too pathetic, and I’m not even in a bad mood. Or am I? What the fuck is going on – first I can’t make my hunger go away and now this? I should just get my act together…
The first pictures from my prom. There will a whole picture story when I get some more and when I have the time. There will be a story about me becoming a student and my prom!
As you can see I’ve not been blogging in a very long time, and as I asume, you guys have missed me a lot. Am I right or am I right?
I have had an amazing vacation with my boyfriend in Copenhagen, not caring about Facebook, blogging, chatting or other cyber city treasures. Just enjoying the pretty things life has to offer. How poetic, huh? But oh so true! And I loooove Copenhagen, although it’s hard to love a city with a lot of snow, which have been ruining my life for 3 months now, and a temperature below zero.
In Copenhagen we also did find an awesome restaurant called Luna’s Diner. Luna is placed in the heart of Christianshavn, having the greatest concept ever: an american diner vibe with big milkshakes like we see in Pulp Fiction and lovely food, not to forget, our cool waiter Cathy, who had so much energy. And her accent? so perfect for the concept!! Danish talking waiter with an american accent. I felt like I was entering a real american diner from the 50′s.
I wish we had a better camera with us to show you what a neat place Lunas was, but luckily I had my iPhone!
me sipping on my Power Berry smoothie. So delicious. I felt like a better human being drinking this after a wild trip out and about. The lovely Vanilla Milkshake on my left!
Troels was very satisfied with his Vanilla milkshake with blended After Eight chocolate.
happy and eating. But don’t you worry, I’m not a russian agent!
I sure hope this is true. If cigarets were replaced with food, I would be the happiest girl in the world.. and probably the fattest.. maybe it’s a good thing that this doesn’t exist, but what an idea though!
Or is it cigarets with chicken noodle flavour? I’m confused now.