OOPS! I've committed one of the cardinal sins of good nutrition. Me, a nutritionist and dietitian!
I'm not talking about eating chocolate, pizza, and hot chips (all of which I eat, and enjoy, on occasion. Well, daily for the chocolate.)
I'm not talking about subjecting everyone around you to listening to your endless monologue about the virtues of your latest cleanse/detox/dietary philosophy - what I call dietary preaching. (Yes, this is a cardinal sin!)
I'm talking about something surreptitious, something stealthy, that silently sneaks in unnoticed through the back door when life gets busy, and defies all our good nutritional sense.
I'm talking about under eating.
You know those times when you create something so unexpectedly delicious, so unapologetically radical, so exceptionally epic, that it makes you want to jump up in glee and dance like a Beastie Boy in a Japanese train station?
Well, this was one of those times.
The full moon in Aries raging at the moment might have me a little more excited than I otherwise would be. But trust me, these are worth the effort of washing (licking) chocolate truffle mix off of everything.
After seeing a few similar recipes pop up on my Instagram feed, I decided I had to try them. It took a few exposures to convince me because these babies contain one of the ingredients I have been scared - terrified, actually - to use in my food adventures. Powdered medicinal mushrooms.