Cauliflower Soup? Uh…. I Ate It!

Cauliflower soup recipe
I guess I like cauliflower, who knew?

Veggies are not my friends. I don’t like them. Well, mostly, and up until I started this Ideal Protein thing, I did not eat them much. My feelings about veggies are starting to change. I’ve come so far! So, my first cauliflower experiment was way back, on day 21 of my journey, when we made the O’Rooney’s (Blasphemous) Shepherd’s Pie. Blasphemous because my Irish husband had to put whipped cauliflower on top rather than spuds. It kind of creeped me out. I ate it, but he loved it! I don’t like things parading around as if they’re something else. Our kids totally busted us on that one too, but surprisingly, they ate it.

Since my humble no veggie beginnings, I’ve eaten lots of weird things I thought I wouldn’t eat, like Brussels sprouts, stuffed peppers, and zucchini. I know, I AM proud! My favorite thing though, and I’m not even having to lie right here, is the Cauliflower soup. It might be a little off my Ideal Protein diet, only because it’s got coconut milk which is high in fat. Coconut milk, though, doesn’t have many carbs, so there’s that. Well, and I add the cashews, again, low carb, but higher fat. It’s so delicious, I can’t even tell you! I found a version somewhere on Pinterest, but here’s my version.

Monkey Cauli Soup

1 Head of Cauliflower

Olive Oil

1/2 tsp Turmeric

1/2 tsp Coriander

1 1/2 tsp Cumin

1 Onion

3 Cups Chicken Broth

1 Cup of Coconut Milk (or the whole can if you hate wasting it) 🙂

Cashews (whatever amount you think is good in your bowl, I’m bad, I go back for more handfuls)

Disclaimer, precision is for prudes… (just kidding, I’m just not very precise, but this will work!) Preheat oven to 375. Cut cauliflower into florets or smaller, and chop onion. Put both on baking sheet. Drizzle with olive oil (use your best judgement, I just drizzle). Roast until kind of brown. Stir if needed. I like mine really roasted. Heat everything else in a large pan until boiling. Dump the veggies in the broth/spice mixture. Boil for 5 mins. Remove from heat and blend all together in a blender. Pour back in the pan, and add the Coconut Milk. Salt and pepper to taste. Serve while hot and sprinkle with Cashews.

Holy wow. I want some right now. Some folks would consider this recipe Paleo, maybe? Not sure on that one but if so, then woohoo!

I’d love to hear about your results with this soup. I mean, I crave it! And that’s a bit freaky because it’s cauliflower for gosh sakes!

Day 78: Okra IS Finger Food!!

When you think of okra, do you think slime? I do, and then it’s followed by a “blech”. However, I’ve always liked fried okra. Well, okay, I’ve always liked just about fried anything, but okra, breaded and deep fried till crispy, then coated in ketchup? Yes, that is the bomb, and don’t worry, when I drown it in ketchup, I use a fork. Usually, it’s sharing a plate with chicken fried steak, mashed potatoes and gravy, but we’re not going there anymore. (except on super secret, highly illicit food fantasy binges). So, I tried roasting okra because, as you may or may not know, I’m not a veggie fan. Well, I am now. This diet requires 4 cups (or at least as much as I can muster) a day. I LOVE okra. There, I’ve said it to the universe.

It's Finger Freaking-delicious Food, I Tell Ya!
It’s Finger Freaking-delicious Food, I Tell Ya!

Here’s what I do:

Preheat oven to 350

Chop okra cross-wise as if you were going to deep fry (sigh)

Spray a cookie sheet with olive oil

Throw on the okra, and try to spread those slimy buggers so there’s one layer

Sprinkle with sea salt (or Ideal Protein Salt)

Put in oven for 15 or more minutes, until they’ve shriveled and look and feel crunchy

Taste for salty accurateness, add more if needed

Scrape into a bowl and dig in with those fingers. 

“Look Mom, no slime!!” Enjoy!

Day 34: I Never Thought I’d Say This, But… think that I want to plant a garden. (GASP), yes, I know. I am a self-professed veggie avoider, but believe it or not, the past 34 days have changed all that. In fact, I’m thinking about roasted okra right now, but I’d have to go to the store. What if I could just walk outside and pick some off the plant? That would be super cool. I’ve got to do a lot of research, but here’s what I think I’d like to grow: okra, tomatoes (big and tiny), lettuce, cabbage, onions, bell peppers, zucchini, corn, green onions, Brussels sprouts, and cauliflower. Hmmm, might have to plant some beets for the hubby.

Wow, that’s plenty. And it’s pretty much all I eat so far in the veggie realm.

Anyone have a garden? Is it really tough? What’s your favorite thing to grow?

IP Day 5: How The World Cup Is Keeping Me …

Alive? Sane? On track? Late with my posts? Just to put on my Captain Obvious suit for a minute, I was not even remotely excited about this Ideal Protein thing. If we hearken way, way (damn, it seems like months ago) back to Day 1, I think that I may have mentioned my two weeks of binge eating because I thought “I’d never eat again.” And, to be completely honest, I’m still wondering about that a little bit… (Sorry, Doris) however, there was something (is my cape straight?) I was a bit excited about. Okay, I was full-on giddy. And I, and the entire world, have waited four long years for this …. (drum roll) … World Cup! If you don’t like soccer/football hang in here with me for a minute, please don’t stop reading I have a point, eventually. (Warning: Conversion attempt in progress…)

Before I lose you non-soccer fans, I’ll stray back to my point. This global sporting event is a complete distraction! A glorious, action packed 30 day tournament of diversion. I imagine folks all over the world with problems much bigger (poor word choice) than mine that are reaping the benefits and finding joy in this absolute deluge of soccer. Day 5 of this torment lovely “life-style change” brought me 4 big rewards for starving being good. Yes, 4! In one day! I watched 4 matches!

I enjoyed the first one, Colombia vs Greece with my oldest son, enjoying his non-stop commentary and love for the game. Do we love either of those countries? Not particularly, but it was fun to watch and I hardly noticed that I didn’t completely enjoy that Cappacino-protein thing. Almost.

Oh, and <SQUIRREL!> the commercials are fantastic. We American’s love our commercials during the Superbowl, well this little soccer match brings joyously entertaining adverts. Here’s one of my favorites:

Then, my hubby and I met a friend at a restaurant/bar and watched the Costa Rica vs Uruguay game. We were married on a lovely beach in Costa Rica.

Manuel Antonio, Costa Rica
Manuel Antonio, Costa Rica

When they’re not playing the USA, and throwing crap at our players from the stands, I always root for them. They’re a laid back country! Pura Vida!! And lo and behold, they WON!! It was a super fast-paced game, and the best one of the day, in my humble opinion and I hardly noticed the string cut french-fries, and huge loaded hot-dog thing they split. I choked  feasted on a wee little piece of plain meat. I hardly made it noticed!

We left the bar and started for home, but the next match was England vs Italy. A BIG (damn that word) one. We stopped by and joined my ex-husband, boys and a bunch of friends at a pub. My hubby’s Irish, so he’s in the “whoever plays against England” fan base, and we met some of our English buddies there. That always makes it fun-ner. (not a word, but apropos). England flailed. The first few minutes were promising, but… it was exciting enough for me to drool profusely hardly notice when the table was full of buffalo wings and burgers. I didn’t even slap the neighboring kid off his chair to get at his amazing looking pizza. I would have eaten the crust that baby had been teething on, if not for the game!

We got home, I begged my sweet husband to make me some gag veggies, and there appeared some roasted Brussels sprout chips delivered to the couch in a bowl. I ate them like popcorn as we watched Ivory Coast play Japan. That was an exciting game too. Japan gave them a run for their money, but came up short. (don’t even go there… those guys were all huge, on both teams!) Despite the game, I did notice that I have a pretty nice hubby, who has put up with me through all my bitching, screaming and whining   struggles thus far.

Try a game or two! If only for the commercials! It’s a great distraction! Here’s a fun Time Magazine article about them!

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