Hello. Thank you for finding my wee little corner of the vast interwebs. My name is Pat (duh), a female member of the human race. I live just outside Toronto, Canada with my wife Linda and our two cats, Harry and Zoe. That’s Harry in the piccy. Yup, I’m gay and married. Canada is cool that way. On November 19th 2013, at 8:06pm, we welcomed our beautiful baby boy Jakob Christopher into the world. He is absolutely perfect and really and truly EATS THE FOOD. Or in his case, breast milk.
My food mentors go way back, as I have been cooking from the age of 4. I remember watching Julia Child when I was very little. At around the age of 10, I discovered James Barber and “The Urban Peasant”. I loved his relaxed style of cooking: you didn’t need fancy cookware or utensils. If you had a spoon nearby to flip a piece of chicken with, you freakin’ used it. But you enjoyed it, you savoured the act of cooking as much as the act of enjoying your feast itself. Growing up in a Polish household, I watched my Mother create amazing food, using lots of love, bacon fat, and a little Polish zing. Don’t forget the cabbage.
I lost both of my parents before the age of 27. Then I discovered the Primal Blueprint in late 2009, and followed this Way of Eating for over three years. I thought I’d found the Holy Grail of Health. I did not want to die like my parents did. Alas, my health did not improve. I dug myself into a hole. It took me a long time to ‘fess up that this wasn’t working. Why? My Polish stubbornness, and the fact that living primal/paleo is very much a lifestyle, and sometimes very much a religion. So, I dumped that bitch. She and I were simply not meant to be. If you find yourself browsing the archives and read some know-it-all crap about candida, please ignore it. I thought I had all the answers at one point. I do not, and neither does anyone. I research, read, and change my mind. I curse a lot too. A LOT. Your comments, if they are not civil, will be promptly deleted. I love discussion. Sometimes. Although these days, I’m doing my best to have a ‘live-and-let-live’ approach. Discussion can amount to “you’re wrong, I’m right” type conversations, for which I do not care for. This is ego posturing, and while I may have engaged in that type of activity in the past, I try not to these days. There are better things to do in this life while we’re here.
My desire for myself is balance. And pleasure. Awesome, sensuous, lip-smacking food. I want to live a life worth living, and not living in fear of glorious food. If you found me because of my primal past, thank you. I’m here now to talk about my own quest for balance, mindfulness meditation, 5Rhythms, good food and interesting health finds. I’m keeping an open, curious mind. Will you?