Ooh, dinner, she was a good Radventure. She was raw and she was not raw. She was made from many recipes but from none at all. She was Italian and she was Mexican. She was a riddle. (She was female?)
She was spaghetti and (non)meatballs.
She was guacamole and salsa.
She was this:
Confused yet? I don't blame you. It's really not that complicated, though. The non-meatballs were inspired by Caitlin's Flax-Encrusted Sweet Potato Balls, which I doubled and made using a Japanese sweet potato and pinto beans, though I didn't double the salsa because...I forgot. It's cool, woulda been mighty spicy considering the salsa I used.
- big handful grape tomatoes
- 1 large piece of sundried tomato
- 1 red bell pepper
- generous shakes of dried cilantro (fresh would have been nicer)
- juice of one lime
- pinch salt
I blended all of the above together.
Meanwhile, I mashed one avocado and about 6 diced grape tomatoes together in a large bowl (left it slightly chunky) and then stirred in the blender mixture to make a lovely guacanara sauce to compliment my balls.
Speaking of Caitlin, I hope you've seen her post about "Operation Beautiful" by now. She sends a powerful message about ending the Fat Talk, and now she has started a movement of random acts of kindness to bring mindfulness to the gajillions of women out there who look in the mirror and hate what they see. Also see Angela's post on this subject - it's really powerful. By participating in Operation Beautiful, Caitlin asks us to post positive messages on the mirrors of public bathrooms (not forgetting your own mirrors, though!).
Girls are bombarded by negative body messages at a younger and younger age - they're asking their moms to buy lowfat foods at the grocery store, they're putting themselves on a diet before they even grow boobies - it's heartbreaking. I love the idea of leaving notes for ourselves and for strangers, because it's not something you'd expect to see, and yet not so bizarre that you wouldn't take 0.25 seconds to read it and let it register.
So I'm starting with myself.
Because if I don't believe it, I can't expect anyone else to. I've found that when I make a conscious effort to look in the mirror and see what I like about myself, the more naturally it comes the next time. I forgave myself long ago (but not THAT long ago - nobody's perfect) for not being born Heidi Klum. Now I can see a reflection that makes me jazzed I was born me.
I can't lie, I totally have Michael Jackson's "Man in the Mirror" in my head right now! Such a quality tune. For the purposes of Operation Beautiful, though, let's change that to "Fan in the Mirror." The reflection should be your biggest fan, not your mortal enemy.
Go spread the love!
::Moonwalks into the sunset::
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