It's 3am something and I have been up since 2 something. Too much milling around in my brain. We are leaving in the morning for a small trip that has been planned for a long time. Family reunion in McCloud, Ca., a couple of hours from here. We will spend a couple of days with my dad and my step mother. They both love Walt so much and are happy to be able to see him for a little while. Because we are trying to kill Murphy and friend (ideas for a name for his pal?) with or without food it has been a struggle for me to come up with travel ideas. Last night I fed Walt pesto pizza. He hated it. The pesto was good. Basil, spinach, walnuts, garlic, olive oil and parmesan cheese, but the fake pizza crust got to him. I actually liked it, but poor guy just wants everything to taste like it's suppose too. You can't make almond flour and flax flour taste like white flour. So I will have to come up with some stronger toppings to mask the taste and texture of those evil little rounds that are just suppose to be the vehicle for wonderfulness. On top of that we can only use coconut oil or olive oil. Those both have very strong flavors. I made little biscuits that were suppose to be for sandwiches but they taste like very bland cookies. So last night I made some more but put in some Stevia and made them smaller. Walt says they are still bland and yucky. I think it's his taste buds. I am doing the same diet he is and I like them. I just made some cheese crisps for the picnic tomorrow (oh, today) that he will be able to dunk into guacamole. Just little piles of cheddar cheese melted in the microwave and they come out like little crackers.
Okay, I'm going to try to get a few winks before the day is really on. Thanks for letting me ramble on. This will be my therapy I think. And thank you to everyone who responded. Your thoughts and prayers are so encouraging. We have heard from friends and family that we haven't seen or talked to in forever and it's like no time has passed at all. We love you all and thank you again, especially for your prayers.
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