Food is sustenance, comfort, friendship, spirituality, community, and love. With our illness, though, it can also earn us bonus mileage to the emergency room. A 30-pound weight gain after I first went on my meds very quickly taught me that my survival depended on eating smart. But I wasnt about to trade in my dearly-beloved pizza and wings and cheesecake for yucky rabbit food.
Instead, I came up with a way of having my cake and eating it, too, with absolutely no compromise to flavor and texture. Creamy dishes with no cream, hearty beefy mains with no beef, rich fatty tastes with hardly any fat, mouth-watering flavors with no sugar crashes.
Below you will find a collection of my too-die-for recipes that dont require dying to enjoy. Every recipe here tells a story, from romancing my special someone over risotto to spiritual healing over pizza. We are what we eat. Bon appetite!