I had a mad craving lately. You would think I’m preggers but no, I was craving for a little piece of nostalgia, something I had when I was a kid, something I only had abroad. Ladies and gentleman, I craved Heinz’s English baked beans in tomato sauce.
Now, whether or not we admit it, most of us have certain “rules” when it comes to our lives, out food, our jobs, our daily habit etc. I’ve been intrigued by Michael Pollan’s newest book, “Food Rules”. Rules like, “If it came from a plant, eat it; if it was made in a plant, don’t” and “eat all the junk food you want as long as you cook it yourself”. I won’t get into the book too much, but I like one of the rules, “break the rules once in a while”.
Yes, not just in food, we all need to break the rules sometimes. In the past, I used to have strict rules about exercise, food, homework, sleep, ironic that growing up, my parents never really gave me a set of rules. They were very much into the movement of letting me make my own mistakes and learning from them.
Luckily, with the help of treatment, yoga, and a little bit of letting go, I relaxed my rules. But sadly, I still have them. Don’t fret, I have a point.
For the longest time, I’ve had rules or issues about giving in to cravings. I’d crave stuff that I would label as “bad” and didn’t want the guilt on me, so I’d deny myself. Not even unhealthy stuff. For example, my tummy is sensitive to dairy and wheat, but I’d crave frozen yogurt like mad. If I were to give in, I’d not only feel physically sick, I’d feel “weak” for breaking my rules. So I tried to simply not give in to cravings, whether they were for healthy or unhealthy things.
But thats no way to live, and I’ve been trying relax more so when I saw a REAL British can of my all time favorite baked beans, I bought it and made me some veggie wennies and beans.
When I was a lot younger and naive, I had this rule in my head that I could not have more than one serving of carbs at a time. I know better now. So I piled those beans on a brown rice tortilla. Its funny I made up that rule so long ago, because I love “carbs” on “carbs”. It’s nice to know I’m wiser these days, but yes, I still struggle in other areas about “breaking rules”. I’ll still run traffic lights when they are yellow, I’ll still buy diet soda shamelessly, and I’ll still think the best part of the gym is the steam room.
I challenge you t break one of your own rules this week. Drive a different way to work, don’t return every single email, eat, dare I say it, candy. Whatever it may be, you might be surprised how breaking the rules can sometimes feel so damn good.
If you’d like to recreate this meal yourself and can’t find the british tin, try mixing plain pinto beans with tomato sauce, worcestershire sauce, blackstrap molasses or agave, and any hot dog or veggie dog you desire (I used smart dogs, I love them!). heat it up and enjoy this british delacacy. Tradiationally, its “beans on toast” but I ran out of toast so I made do with a tortilla. Its also usually served with a grilled tomato which is actually really delicious.
Ok, now go break some rules (but if you end up in jail, I’m not bailing you out).