When I was a kid, I loved to watch my grandmother make cookies. And by watch, I mean I would stick my fingers in the bowl to lick the dough every time she had her back turned, much to her dismay. And then, when I became an adult, I thought it would be a good idea to scarf down a whole bowl of raw cookie dough to myself. Not only is it a great way to get seriously sick, it’s not exactly the healthiest snack option.
When I think about why I love being a Holistic Nutritionist, one of the reasons that sticks out the most is that I get to meet some pretty amazing people. Whether it be clients, colleagues or strangers with fantastic stories to tell – I am continually honoured to meet every single one of them. Recently, I was fortune enough to meet a group of students studying to become Holistic Nutritionists at the Institute of Holistic Nutrition in Ottawa.
Those who know me, have a deep understanding of my love for corn chips and salsa. Why? Well, I’m not proud of it, but I used to be able to polish off a whole bag of chips and a whole jar of salsa in one sitting. Not anymore, folks. Since becoming a nutritionist, I’ve given up on those days of shovelling piles of junk food into my face hole.
Today I witnessed something beautiful. A group of incredible women all came together to comfort a friend who just lost her mother. In the wake of her sadness, a collective gift was formed. We placed an empty box on the table and each one of us filled it with homemade healthy foods. We decided that instead of having to focus on nourishing her body right now, that she needs to concentrate her time on nourishing her soul.
I eat a lot of hummus. Seriously, a lot. Legumes, like chickpeas, are a fantastic and clean source of protein for fuel, a healthy carb and great source of fibre. Add that to some powerful good-fat-packed sesame seeds and you’ve got a killer combo. Here’s the problem, though. What’s in that store bought hummus? Let’s take a quick sneak peak at some of the most common offenders.
I love sauce. If I could, I would sauce everything up. So why not try a healthy homemade version that doesn’t contain any sugar or chemical crapola? Marinara sauce originated in Naples and usually requires a dash of red wine added to the mix. Well, not this time folks (although it would still be quite delicious)! This one uses fresh tomatoes, not canned, as I wanted to ensure that the cancer-fighting lycopene contained within was invited to your mouth party.