Twelve Word Tuesday: Medjool Dates

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Dessert’s Platonic Ideal. What Snickers want to be when they grow up.

Have you ever bitten into something so sweet, so cool, so wonderfully chewy that you just had to stop everything and just enjoy?

I have. It’s called a medjool date.

I always liked dates. I could occasionally get my hands on cubed, sugared dates as a kid. They were great, back then. When I went vegan a month and a half ago, I started eating pitted dates, and they were so much better. I really thought I’d hit the date jackpot.

Yesterday, I found un-pitted, medjool dates in the refrigerated section of Sam’s. Each date was about three times the size of any dates I’d ever had before.

I couldn’t wait to get home and try them.

No, seriously. I couldn’t wait. I bit into one on the way home, and I almost ran off the road it was so good.

Medjool dates are so much better than regular dates, I think they should introduce themselves as “dates, medjool dates” and have their own theme song and favorite drink.

I ate eleven of them on the way home (to be fair, it was a long drive). Numbers 1 through 10 were nothing short of divine. Number eleven was probably a date too far.

They were so rich, with a taste like caramel, but so much more real.

Candy bars are made in factories, with lots of additives and chemicals and such, and though they’re very sweet, you can taste the artificiality. These dates grew, and you can taste that, too.

If you’ve heard the story of Plato’s cave, he explains the difference between the world of mortals and the world of ideals, the world beyond, this way: we are all in a cave, watching shadows cast upon a wall. We can tell a lot by the shadows, but we can’t turn around to see what’s casting them.

Well, when I bit into that date, I got to turn around. That’s what every date and every candy bar (going back to the dawn of desserts) wishes it could be.

Now, excuse me while I go eat some more dates, medjool dates.

 

Meat-Free Monday: My Life So Far (Status Update)

So, I’m three weeks in, and I’m feeling pretty good.

I’m eating like a king, trying new foods all the time (something I always loved doing anyway). And they aren’t all “healthy” foods, either:

  • General Tso’s Tofu
  • Lay’s Kettle Cooked Sea Salt & Cracked Pepper potato chips
  • Baked white potatoes with sesame seeds and either creole mustard or barbecue sauce
  • Pineapple juice mixed with seltzer water (very refreshing)
  • Outshine bars
  • So Delicious Almond Milk Mocha Ice Cream
  • Chocolate Peanut Butter on quality white bread or bagels
  • Bangkok Peanut Sauce on rice or noodles or whatever
  • Dark Chocolate Almond Milk

And that’s in addition to all the healthy food I’m eating

  • salads with apple cider vinegar and course-ground mustard dressing (mix them together and toss the greens – it’s awesome)
  • raw vegetables (crudites – pronounced crew-dee-tays. It sounds like a Mardi Gras parade: “Krewe De Tay”)
  • stir-fries starring broccoli, sugar snap peas, and chick peas
  • stir-fried eggplant
  • oatmeal sweetened with dates.
  • just eating the dates themselves

I’m really just eating whatever I want, whenever I want it, and eating as much as I want. I’m often hungry, but I’m never hungry for very long.

So how do am I doing?

Well, my digestion has been much better. I haven’t needed heartburn medicine since I started.

My energy level is up, though I still suffer when I don’t get enough sleep (and I’m still a coffee addict).

My weight is down 20 pounds, from 375 to 355, and my clothes fit again. Actually, some of them are starting to fall off of me. I’m glad I’ve got a good belt.

It’s easier to get off the ground, and I move around a lot better. I feel a lot lighter, though some of that may be the weight off my conscience 🙂

I actively want to keep this up.