"Only two things in life are infinite, the universe and human stupidity, and I am not sure about the former."
What do we mean when we say, "we're only human?" Is this our excuse for making mistakes? Are all humans flawed? Is it a fact that no matter how hard we try to be a respectable upstanding human being, friend, wife, mother, and citizen of our society, that we are destined to fall short of perfection? I believe so. I guess perfection, like everything else in life, is a matter of perspective. Nobody can be a good person in everyone else's eyes. Recently, my human stupidity reared its ugly head when I thought my ideas were better than Claud's.
Cornish game hen in a creamy onion sauce, with new potatoes.
I have this new belief that eating meat and dairy is a really bad way to treat animals, our bodies and the planet. I believe that I would be a more perfect human if I could cut all meat products out of my diet. There are so many books and articles that support this belief. There is scientific evidence that meat causes cancer and that milk is disease causing as well.
Claud believes that I have become brainwashed by how much I have read about how breeding animals for food affects the planet and how animal-derived foods affect the body. He says that if I read the other side of the argument as often as I read about this side, I might feel just as strongly for the alternative perspective. I don't know.
All I know is that I love the way I feel since I have cut these foods out of my diet. In less than a year, I have lost 15 pounds without changing anything else. I'll admit I still eat some dairy occasionally. When I do, I feel really weighed down, bloated and heavy. So, increasingly, I have been eliminating this from my diet.
Time: 1 hour
2 Cornish game hens, boned (see Simply Foodify's You Tube video on boning chicken)
1/4 cup turmeric
1/4 cup George's Steak Seasoning (Sold at George's Fine Steaks in New Ulm)
2 Tablespoons chipotle seasoning
1 teaspoon salt
1 teaspoon pepper
Preheat oven to 400 degrees. Mix all of the seasonings together to make a rub. Completely cover the hens in this rub. Get the grill very hot. Grill the quartered hens on both sides (about ten minutes each side). Place into an oven safe dish and place into the oven to continue to cook until done (about 15-20 minutes).
1 onion, sliced
1 tablespoon olive oil
2 cups chicken stock
1/4 cup red wine
1/4 cup heavy whipping cream
In a skillet, heat the olive oil. Add onions and saut for ten minutes. In the grilling pan used to grill the hens, pour in the broth and wine while the pan is very hot. Scrape the seasonings off of the bottom of the pan. Pour this mixture through a sieve into the pan with the onions. Simmer this to reduce until the hens finish cooking. Add the whipping cream and pour over the hens. Serve with new potatoes and spinach or veggies of your choice.
At first, I wanted desperately to convert Claud to a person who could forgo animal foods. I researched and cooked my little heart out. I wanted him to care more about animals and his health. I wanted my food to taste so good that he wouldn't miss meat. I pretty much stopped shopping for any meat or dairy.
Increasingly, Claud scoured the kitchen looking for any signs of meat. Soon, after months of dinners without any meat or dairy, he became irritated with my food and me. Its very similar to the reaction I get when I tell him a little exercise never hurt anyone. I guess I was forcing my opinion onto someone who didn't agree with me. Uggh, it's difficult to have a strong opinion and not force it onto someone you love. I think that is another crutch of being human.
Who knows what is in store for us? Maybe eliminating meat and dairy from my diet might not have any impact on my growing old in a very healthy way or on my aging gracefully and disease free. I could have it completely wrong. I don't have a clue what the future holds for me or anyone else for that matter. So, when Claud tells me that cutting out these foods just isn't worth it for him, I should respect his decision. He's only human and I am not always right.
So, this week, I decided to make Claud a meaty creamy dish. He generously offered to help. I think he was just so excited to see meat in our kitchen, which I have been reintroducing for his sake. We cooked up two Cornish game hens. First, we boned them and covered each one in tons of spices. Next, we grilled them in a grill skittle and baked them in the oven. I made small white new potatoes with sage and butteryes, actual butter. I also made spinach sauted in olive oil. I couldn't bear to have every bit of our dinner cooked in butter. Finally, we made some homemade chicken stock with the bones we took from the hens and some frozen vegetable pieces I had saved in the freezer for my vegetable stock. We deglazed the pan with this and some red wine. In the end, after the liquid reduced to a beautiful flavorful sauce, I begrudgingly watched as Claud poured heavy whipping cream into it.
I did try a bite of his hen and it tasted amazing. I only put potatoes and spinach on my plate. Okay, I put a bit of the creamy chicken broth sauce too. Whatever! I am only human. That sauce was mind-blowing! YOLO!! If you don't have teenagers, this means, "You only live once."