Cleaning up my act

About two weeks ago….no, wait. Let’s back up. Maybe a month ago or so I was Elvis-kicking my way into a pair of jeans I had affectionately nicknamed, “My Shame Pants” when I realized they were about 3 ounces from not fitting onto my body. And truthfully, they got that nickname because they were tight enough where I always had a muffin top and a thigh hug constantly from hip to knee….an all day reminder of how they were too small. And how I was too big. And the shame of it all. I’m all for body acceptance, but this is what it is. When I gain wait, I gain shame, too.

So, about a month ago I was trying to figure out how to change things. I was consuming way too many calories. Empty calories, to be exact. Delicious, gourmet, extravagant, vacation-worthy calories. They hurt so good.

I knew I had to do something. But no idea what. My heart wasn’t in it for a juice fast, though I do love fresh juices. I’d been struggling with depression and knew I’d need to be able to eat some feelings, even if they were whole food versions of comfort food. Not up for Weight Watchers even though WW had helped me shed 120 pounds about 10 years ago. I cook from scratch with no recipe most of the time and it gets impossible to count points. Same with counting calories. I needed a PLAN, but I needed an easy plan. My mind kept drifting back to a book that several of my coworkers had read, called Clean by Alejandro Junger.

I checked it out from the library, started reading and one day when I walked into Kitchen No. 324 for breakfast, instead of ordering a party for my mouth, I ordered a whole table of green things.

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I didn’t know much about the plan but I figured I could learn as I went. I ended up eating three “Clean” meals a day for 4 or 5 days to prepare my body a bit then started the official program on January 19.

There are 21 days to the plan. By the time my Day 1 had arrived, I already felt better. The mental fog was clearing. By about Day 5 I was 10 pounds lighter (but not really any smaller). Today is Day 14 and I’m maybe 12 pounds lighter and my Shame Pants fit! I celebrated this morning by taking a 15 minute indoor bike ride while I watched half of a Sex and the City episode. (No judging, SITC is my candy.)

Has it been totally easy? No. I feel a lot of social isolation when I can’t drink any alcohol and I have to speak my needs when choosing lunch spots with friends. There’s no gluten in me right now. No dairy. Those are the big ones I’m avoiding, but I can still eat grains and nosh fish. And bushels of fruits and veggies. I break a few rules, like….not all the fish is wild game caught organic free-range local salmon. BUT IT IS NOT A BURGER, and that counts for something, dammit. Due to circumstances for which I did not prepare, I did have a couple of turkey burgers on lettuce buns. I didn’t mind the bread being gone, I order them this way most of the time at Tucker’s. Not exactly on plan, but not worth feeling bad about.

I am off the coffee right now, too. I’ve been compensating by drinking all the Green Coconut that t, urban teahouse will sell me along with a fair amount of Earl Grey Roobios. And so much water that I am now considered to be a wild game caught organic free-range local fish.

There’s a lot more to the plan than food, though. Without all the toxicity having its way with my body, I am operating at a different level of mental clarity. Some days this is good, other days this is baaaaad. But it is all very real and necessary. (Maybe when I get further along this will be a separate post?) I encourage you to pick up a copy and learn more about how your body works and what it needs to thrive. It’s been fascinating.

Let’s talk about Patty Griffin

It’s more than challenging to talk about how I love Patty Griffin. A few years ago I made some new friends and happen to discover that they were rabid Patty Griffin fans. And with one exception, the only people (up until that point) I’ve met who had even heard of her. They all know the all the words to all the songs and I’d even bet that their partners know more words and songs than I do.

Yet, she’s my favorite.

Perhaps I burned myself out on 1,000 Kisses? That wasn’t my first Patty album discovery. I found her all out of order and hopscotched all over her catalogue. Kind of how I’m going to hopscotch over this post. My first listen was Up To The Mountain, a song I caught on XM Radio, waaaay back in the day. I was transfixed. Joy sprung forth from my heart as I realized she had quite a catalog to explore.

(Don’t you just love that? First-time discovering an artist who has been around a while and theres albums and albums for your listening pleasure?)

Downloading began and I found I connected most with at the time was Children Running Through and 1,000 Kisses. Whew, boy. That last one is a doozy. The songs are so visual and visceral. In fact, I had to put 1,000 Kisses away for a couple of years after it carried me through some of the worst times of my life. I could hear all of my own sadness in her songs. Because they were my songs. My wooby. I can thoroughly enjoy them again nowadays and even though they remind me of that time, it’s more like a faded scar than a gaping wound.

Today I woke up in a bad spot. I’m in the middle of a nutritional detox and my easy coping tools are on a shelf right now. I can’t slather some tahini on a toasted piece of artisan bread and chew my way through the difficult times I’m in. I can’t pop a cork and have a couple of glasses keep me company with my worries. Nope, I’ve got to Deal With Things. Yesterday was difficult and today when I awoke, that monster was still sitting on my chest. After I flipped out on a tailgater this morning, pulled into the parking lot of my office building and cried for 10 minutes, I figured I needed to act quickly if I wanted to salvage the day. I want to be successful with my detox and only one vice would be able to help me. Music. Patty!

I started with Living With Ghosts then proceeded through Impossible Dream and came to rest at 1,000 Kisses. And now I’m *this close* to quitting life to runaway with my guitar that I don’t know how to play. Minor detail.

268238_10150676436435322_6195430_nOne time I even got to meet her. I may have cried just a little (and told her I loved her….and meant it), but I think that’s fair. Her music is what helped me heal myself all those years ago and it sure as heck got me through today.

 

Let’s talk about Kitchen No. 324 in Oklahoma City

So, for the last 6 to 8 weeks I’ve been totally owned by a new restaurant in downtown Oklahoma City called Kitchen No. 324. I mean, OWNED.

I work for A Good Egg Dining Group, the company that designed and operates the restaurant. Not only do I work for them, I orchestrate their public relations (and marketing, advertising, social media, etc…). I do other stuff as needed and during restaurant openings, I tend to help get all the folks there for the soft opening. Then as they are enjoying their experience, I take photos and tweet the bejeezus out of the event. And Facebook, of course. It’s a gift. Here are some of my favorite pics from the last month.

When you walk in the door you see this, our glorious visual menu.
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Then you walk to the right and order.
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Once you’ve paid and got your table number you turn, walk past the open kitchen and find a table somewhere in here.
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Seating is nearly community seating style. That’s on purpose. We’re a community, y’all! What better way to get acquainted then to share a meal! But, it is still separate…in case you need your space. Oh, look! Here’s a table…
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From here I can sip my tea…
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Or we have kick-ass Coffee Curators if you are into that sort of thing…
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And wait for your food. If it’s breakfast time, these might land on your table…
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This is how I do the yogurt.

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I have eaten them all. I have died a thousand tiny deaths as I ate them all. Sometimes daily, which is why I’m eating like this right now.
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That meal is also something I cobbled together from Kitchen No. 324. It was my breakfast yesterday: avocado, roasted brussels sprouts with hazelnuts, shaved asparagus and arugula with preserved lemon vinaigrette and green tea. And the book behind the detoxing madness, Clean by Alejandro Junger, M.D. All sold at Kitchen No. 324.

And if you happen to be having lunch, this could be headed to your table…
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FRESH salads!

Braised short ribs from @kitchen324. #potroaststyle

Which is to say there are lots of salads, braises and sandwiches on the lunch menu. So many. But maybe you are in a super hurry and just want “a little something”? Skip the main ordering line and pop over to the coffee counter. You can get any kind of nerdy coffee you want and one of these…
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My favorite thing by far about Kitchen No. 324 is the people I’ve encountered. It’s rare for me to spend a ton of time at the actual restaurants. I’m mostly at the home office on my computer. But when a restaurant opens I get to be alongside our stellar staff and management team, who are a real treat to see in action.
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And then there’s the public. Lots of beautiful faces of friends, employees at different restaurants in the company and brand-new regulars.
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And hooligans.
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Kitchen No. 324 is located at 324 N. Robinson in downtown Oklahoma City. A Good Egg Dining Group didn’t sponsor this post but they do sponsor my paycheck every two weeks and give me lots of food. I think that’s deserving of a post. 🙂

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