I was having a conversation with a friend the other day about this phenomenon that has appeared in the Paleo/Primal/ancestral diet community. It's this idea that food itself or eating habits in general are somehow moral issues, or directly tied to our worth as individuals. Paleo purists have become the Paleo Police. They troll other people's blogs and leave nasty comments when the blogger admits to having enjoyed a white potato, or a Paleo pancake, or (Heaven forbid!) some rice! Even Dallas and Melissa themselves have faced criticism for eating something non-Whole30-approved! (And let's not forget about how the Paleo Parents considered shutting down their blog, in part because Stacy was getting flack for "still being fat" despite eating a Paleo diet! That is nobody's business!)
They seem to have gotten this weird idea that food is somehow more than just fuel for our bodies - they think it's a road to some sort of salvation. As Alexis put it, "They have turned food into some sort of idol". I couldn't agree more! This idea that our diets define us is wacko. Even though my husband and I have agreed that we would like to continue feeding our family a Primal-style diet, we don't say, "we're primal". We don't identify ourselves by our dietary choices. It is not our religion - we already have one, thankyouverymuch, and it's about Jesus - not grass-fed beef.
So food is not religion, and people who eat a "perfect" Paleo diet are not deities. Not even a little. Sure, if you have found a way to eat that makes you feel better, lose weight, improve your bloodwork results and even clear up some nagging health conditions, then go ahead and share that news with people! Just don't cram it down their throats. Even the lovable Food Nazi keeps it real! She likes yummy things like dark chocolate and Paleo-ish treats, and even the occasional off-road treat. No Paleo preaching there!
Anyway, I'm in a ranting mood. I'll stop now. For a slightly more articulate take on this subject, go here.
Breakfast: Three eggs scrambled with kale and some sausage-seasoned ground pork. Two cups of half-decaf with coconut milk.
Lunch: The LAST hamburger patty with the LAST of the coconut curry cabbage. I guess I'll actually have to think about lunch tomorrow.
Supper: A roasted chicken leg, a pile of green beans (steamed then tossed with a little ghee and salt) and cherry tomatoes (red, orange and yellow) with fresh basil, garlic, olive oil and sea salt.
Snacks: Three or four dates (is it bad that I can't remember?) and a small handful of macadamia nuts. A few cherries before bed.