by Guest blogger, Kimberly Hartke
A well fed man, I’ve discovered, is a happy man. But a nourished man, well, he is a monster!
My husband is now deep into Sally Fallon territory, I have him reading the sidebars of Nourishing Traditions to me as I prepare breakfast. And, peering over my shoulder, while I cook, trying to learn NT techniques (in case I die, he explains).
He wants his granola soaked, his bread fermented for 7 days, and all his nuts crispy.
Only grassfed beef shall pass his lips, and he eats his sauerkraut RAW.
My husband embarrasses me in public by loudly saying things like, “We can’t possibly go out to a restaurant, there is nothing on the menu I can eat!”
Now that he knows that dining establishments use GMO soy oil in everything, we eat at home 24/7.
So much for date night.
When one of his brothers recently bemoaned “I forgot to buy crackers.” Monster dearest offered to make him some.
His brother was flabbergasted. He sputtered, “You don’t have to make me crackers!”
In the beginning, when I first brought home raw milk, hubbie, with one eyebrow raised, watched me drink it for a week. When I didn’t keel over dead, he decided to try it.
Now, you can’t beat him off the milk bottle with a stick. He packs the stuff in a screw top water bottle, puts it in a cooler and takes it with him when he goes to his weekly brother’s breakfast.
We are now officially referred to by my in-laws as the ‘off the deep end health nuts’. Yeesh!
One weekend, when the dairy farm couldn’t deliver our farm fresh milk, he drove an hour each way to fetch it. Now, he swears if the food police take his raw milk away, he is going to put a cow in our back yard.
Yikes! I guess that means I’ll be the little milk maid (little does he know I am all thumbs when it comes to pulling on teats)!
Our conversation the other morning on the way home from the gym explains everything.
Hubbie: “You’ll have to soak some nuts today, and make raw milk yogurt. Then, go the store for organic oats to make more granola. And if we don’t have pumpkin seeds, maybe a trip to Trader Joes.”
It’s a terror, I tell you, living with a man having a ‘love affair’ with a cookbook author!
BIO: Kimberly Hartke is the publicist for the Weston A. Price Foundation. She and her husband Keith really do enjoy eating healthy, together. Kimberly blogs about real food, raw milk and natural health at http://hartkeisonline.com.
Learn How Kimberly’s Husband Makes His Own Crackers: