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Must Read, Must Shop – It All Starts Tomorrow…

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There’s pink highlighter every where and I’m not going to be able to finish the chapters of the book that come before the meal plans needed for my first day on this diet.  So, I’ve decided that in the morning I’m going to skip ahead to the meal plans, make a list and go shopping for what I need for a week of meals.  I promise I will go back to read where I left off tomorrow.

Yesterday I visited a winter (read indoor) farmers’ market, talked to several knowledgeable and enthusiastic people about paleo, and felt like I knew the right questions to ask about the meats, eggs and greens on their sale tables.  I was fortunate to talk to a lovely woman early on and bought meat from her.  From looking over her price lists I realized, as I moved on through the market and other vendors, that her prices were the best and I will look for her again next week.

I also came home with some interesting greens.  Amaranth/Amaranthus retroflexus (also called pigweed) which carries an impressive list of nutrients but the leaves contain oxalic acid, of which oxalate is the conjugate base.  I had a long phase of kidney stones in my 40’s and their composition was over 40% oxalate.   I’ll pass these leaves on to hubby for his salad.

I also picked up Perilla, a member of the mint family and from what I have read today, it may serve better as a garnish or salad topper.  It has an interesting flavor which is why I bought it.   It is a lovely shade of reddish purple and from what I’ve read,  both of these greens plants would be easy to grow in the garden – FYI.

As my last night before the official launch of Pamela living On the diet of Paleo,  I am going to have a baked red potato with butter and some turkey roasted yesterday, along with a glass of my favorite red wine.  I’m thinking that should help me sleep VERY well this evening.

At this point I thought of typing “Geronimo!” as I “jump” into an unknown way of life…and then thought I should find out why we exclaim his name, and use such an expression for what I always viewed as a leap of faith.  So, I looked it up and I understood better than I had assumed:

During the World War II, Native American paratroopers began the custom of shouting the name of the great Indian chief Geronimo when jumping from a plane.

They did this because, according to legend, when cornered at a cliff’s edge by U.S. cavalrymen, Geronimo, in defiance, screamed his own name as he leaped to certain death, only to escape both injury and the bluecoats.

Cowabunga, Cavebuddy! (slang, an expression of surprise or amazement)


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