Cake.  Yes, it is possible to be on AIP and eat your cake too.  

Being a lover of baking cakes, making the decision to try the Autoimmune Protocol left me feeling deprived and depressed.  Was I ever going to eat cake again?  Or more to the point, was I ever going to grease a pan, whip up a batter and bake a cake again?

I recently discovered an AIP friendly recipe (and a beautiful blog) which had me running to the kitchen with a spring in my step and an inspired heart.

Want to get inspired too?

Since saying au revoir to gluten some time ago, oats became a thing of my past, and then of course since being on AIP, using rice flakes as an alternative has also come to an sad end. 

But it's not the end of porridge.  There is a new player in town?

So I thought I'd give you a little long overdue update on the whole parasite situation going on in my gut ... along with my new plan of attack AND a little say "au revoir parasite" granola . . .

Bonjour mes amis!

If you’ve been following my adventures on Instagram, you’ll know I’ve been frolicking in France for the past month.  Spending my days walking for miles and eating my body weight in French food.

Now I’m back. 

Well, my physical body is anyway.

I set out on this latest holiday with an open mind (and heart), knowing that France does not lead the world in gluten, sugar and dairy free food options (baguettes, French butter and fromage…hello!).  Surprisingly, they are definitely growing in this area, something I had never noticed on my past visits.

Yes.  Another recipe from the cookbook I have fallen head over heals for.

I hope you're not bored yet, cause there is a lot more coming.

Each time I think I'll flick through another cookbook, I find I get a couple of pages in and then suddenly, low and behold, it's back in my hot little fingers once again.

I guess I can't really call it a "crush" anymore as I think we've moved more into "stalker" territory now.

It's no secret that I LOVE butter, however growing up in the society that we do where eating butter is frowned upon and anything labeled "low fat" is the holy grail, I have, over time, converted to this way of thinking unfortunately.  Deep down inside though, I know this isn't correct and I find myself gravitating to any information/facts that prove this feeling.  Once such piece of information I read recently was on The Stone Soup blog where she talks about a book she recently read called "Real Food" by Nina Planck’s - a journey to finding a balance between enjoying food and being happy with her waistline.

As hard as it is to change years of habit, I am going to try one step at a time to embrace, and more importantly, accept Plank's simple guidelines of: