A Healthy Brownie – Why? (Reason 2)

Perhaps I’m just really lucky but I have the digestive system of an Indian street dog.A� I can seriously eat anything; cheese with green fur coat? Cut it off – it’s perfectly fine underneath (especially if you eat it with marmite!), bread with green spots? Pluck ’em out, toast it and add marmite.

I thank my parents for this.A� After every meal, all the leftovers would be dutifully placed in tupperware containers and stored in the fridge.A� Every fortnight (sometimes longer), Dad would make one of his curries.A� These curries are a family favourite.A� Each one is unique, specially crafted from the contents of those tupperware tubs.A� Basic rule of thumb, if it’s not furry it goes in the Balti pan.A� Then add spices, plenty of chilli and serve with rice and poppadoms.A� Yummy!

I’m not sure how many doses of penicillin would be in one of those curries but I never suffered food poisoning or gastroenteritis, until I left home and lived with a boyfriend who never ate anything that was approaching it’s ‘use by date’.A� Take from that what you will!

Fast forward a number of years and I now have a collection of friends with various different ‘food sensitivities’.A� Irritable Bowel Syndrome (IBS), Celiac, lactose intolerant and so on.A� So reason number 2 is my friends.A� Why should anyone have to miss out on the delight of biting into a freshly baked chocolate brownie?

I figured that I like baking brownies, I like eating brownies and I like sharing a cup of tea and a sweet treat with my friends.A� It really is a no brainer!

So, Steve, Kylie, Marie and all my other beautiful and sensitive friends around the world – this blog is for you! amantadine 100mg where to buy it buy pills buy pills purchase doxazosin 2 buy innopran er

A Healthy Brownie – Why? (Reason 1)

So let’s go back a few years…..A� okay 25+A� years!

I was living in England and my best friend lived a few doors up the road.A� Her mother is German and was an amazing baker; gingerbread, almond cookies, fruit cakes, the works.A� Not only would my friend greet me at the door but so would these incredible aromas that wafted down the hallway from the kitchen.

When we reached secondary school, my friends mother became interested (perhaps obsessed is a better word) with healthy eating.A� Overnight, her aromatic, tasty baked wonders turned into sugarless, dry and tasteless shadows of their former selves.

Looking back I am reminded of a science experiment called “Pavlov’s Dog”.A� I would visit my friend and be greeted by the same warm, delicious promise of baking that would make my mouth water and stomach grumble.A� My highly trained auto-responses would be rewarded with a “healthy” cookie that tasted of spiced dirt.A� Perhaps now is a good time to apologise to my brother for making him eat mud pies as a baby?!

My parents have always drilled into me, “be polite”, “don’t be rude”, “say thank you” etc etc. Human instinct (especially that of a 13 year old with a sweet tooth) is to grab that cookie and consume with gusto but biting the head off a sugarless gingerbread man is the same as taking a swig of coffee when you think it’s tea or vice versa.A� Every nerve in your body tells you to spit it out, bleugh!

Such a conundrum!A� AND I never learned.A� Just like Pavlov’s dog I would smell the baking, take the offered cookie and then smile my way through 3 minutes of torture while I tried to eat the damn thing.

My friend’s mother was a pioneer!A� Before Jamie Oliver waged war on school dinners or Irritable Bowel Syndrome became a dinner table conversation topic, she was blazing a trail for others to follow.A� Perhaps not in the way she had hoped but a benchmark is a benchmark.A� Even if it falls into the “I never want my food to taste like that!” category.

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