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Trust your instincts…

Man, I was starving after my second class this morning.  I ran us through Salutation G, this morning.  I love that one, but it mixed with other flows left me so hungry afterwards.

And I had the most incredible craving for pancakes.  Well, I think the cravings were induced by a story I heard on NPR’s Weekend Edition Sunday this morning about a Russian Pancake Festival taking place this weekend.  It’s so funny that all the brain needs is a little hint to bring about a full-scale craving.  So, I set about looking for a (hopefully) yummy grain-free pancake recipe.

I decided to make coconut flour pancakes.  The recipe I picked looked and sounded good.  Heck, even the pancakes looked good, see…

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Buuuuuuut, the recipe called for way too much salt.  Hence the title of this post…every fiber in me said, “This is tooooooo much salt” but I wanted to respect the recipe as is.  Crap.  They are too salty for pancakes.  They’re not salt bricks but the salt is noticeable.  Also, the texture was, hmmmm, how to explain?  Not dry, they are moist…but a bit crumbly.  I’m used to the doughy, slightly stick texture that I suppose is the domain of wheat flour.  I’m not going to give up though.  I gotta find a good recipe!  Anybody got a good grain-free pancake recipe?

(On the side, egg white and turkey sausage.  Before I went wheat-free, I bought a box of Special K Flatbread Breakfast Sandwiches.  Not wanting them to go to waste, I just have the sandwich sans the flatbread.)

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Long time, no see…

Boy, it’s been a little while since my last post.

Well, despite not posting, I HAVE been taking pics!

This day is one to mark on the calendars.  I have all day off!  This is a big deal because I have worked almost every Saturday morning for the past year:

10:30 am/Private lesson, with two therapist colleagues

12:00pm/Client at my office

It tends to break up my day, especially if I decide to run errands afterwards.  This actually wouldn’t be that bad if I didn’t also work on Sunday mornings.  Each Sunday morning, with few exceptions, for the past seven and a half years, I have taught yoga at 8am.  A couple of years ago, I added another class at 10am at a different, sister location, on my way home.

This sort of schedule makes lazy weekend mornings in bed, with some cuddly lover impossible.  No wonder I’m single!

Breakfast and juicing this morning, as I contemplate what to do with this day…

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Steel cut oats and quinoa, with a splash of almond milk, maple syrup, a mixture of toasted nuts (pecans, almonds, hazelnuts) and a sprinkling of hemp seeds!

I, again, juiced my veg separately and then cubed them to add to my morning juices:

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My freezer is taking on a whole new look, and I like it:

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