The only reaction I had ever had to pizza was “I want to eat you right now!” But last November, for the first time in my life, my stomach turned at the thought of eating a slice. The preceding two years of nonstop travel, events, special dinners and meals on the go had taken their toll on my body. The day I had been dreading had arrived: It was time for an elimination diet.
Because I’d already planned to take a monthlong solitary sabbatical in the high desert, I figured I’d do a cleanse then to give my digestive system a break. All I really wanted was to get healthy enough to be able to gleefully eat pizza again. Alone in the desert, I wouldn’t have to face the temptations that restaurants and social gatherings might pose. So with signature obsessiveness, I researched cleanses for weeks before settling upon one approved by none other than Our Lady of Wellness herself, Gwyneth Paltrow. And even though the diet seemed to eliminate pretty much everything, I found myself looking uncharacteristically forward to three weeks of monastic dietary rigor. The cleanse prescribed nutritional shakes for breakfast and dinner, but I knew the biggest challenge would be eating only a single solid dairy-, gluten- and sugar-free meal — lunch — each day.
Like a chump, I paid an absurd amount of money for 42 packets of shake powder and 63 packets of supplements to last the duration of the diet. And truthfully, I was pretty optimistic about the whole thing — vividly imagining my new future as a vegan with a high-fiber diet and a gut full of good bacteria — until I tasted my first shake. Spiked with Stevia, it was intolerably sweet. I sighed. It was going to be a long three weeks.
That evening, as my stomach began to growl, the sunset beckoned me outside. The desert gloaming was a marvel. Every inch of sky glowed in shades of neon pink and orange, interrupted only by the outline of the occasional Joshua tree in the distance. The brilliant light was a stark contrast to the bone-chilling January air. Shivering, I headed inside, looking forward to dinner. Then I remembered the frozen, too-sweet shake on the menu.
Each day, I began to dread that sunset spectacle, awesome as it was, because it signaled the arrival of yet another disappointing meal substitute. I suffered through a few nightly shakes before I realized I wasn’t going to survive the cleanse without a hot, savory dinner. I figured I could veer from the tyranny of the shakes as long as I adhered to the constraints dictated by the cleanse. I’d stocked the freezer with pints of homemade chicken stock, so on my first night of mild disobedience I defrosted one, seasoned it with salt and drank it gleefully, feeling it warm me from within. Emboldened, the next night I added a handful of the baby spinach I’d bought to add to my shakes, along with some cilantro and a squeeze of lemon. That’s better, I thought, as I sipped the vivid green soup directly from the bowl, pleased with the brightness of the lemon and the freshness of the herbs. And yet I still wished it were a little creamier.
As a professional cook, I’d learned that you should always start a puréed soup with onions cooked in butter or olive oil before adding chopped vegetables to the pot and letting them soften. Then, liquid — sometimes water, sometimes stock, milk or coconut milk — is added, and everything simmers. A little cream, bread or flour or even a potato to lend some body to the soup. Finally, after puréeing, the soup is strained through a fine sieve and the seasonings are adjusted. Ever the obedient student, I’ve made puréed soups like this for nearly 20 years.
But the rules of the cleanse turned everything I’d learned about classical cooking upside down. Without potatoes, flour, other starches or dairy to lean on, I had to look elsewhere to thicken and enrich the soup. In the desert I didn’t have access to the perfect produce available in the Bay Area, but I easily found frozen fruits and vegetables, boxed baby spinach and lettuces, fresh herbs and chicken for stock at the local grocery store. Now I let the short list of foods I could eat determine the bounds of my creativity. With each passing evening, I began to look increasingly forward to my soup, trying all sorts of different combinations of vegetables, herbs and stock. But I kept returning to that spinach soup loaded with cilantro and lemon. There was something satisfying about it, even if it was a little thin.
One night, looking through the pantry, I spotted some tahini I’d brought from home and wondered what a spoonful or two might do for my spinach soup. I’ve always loved the combination of spinach and sesame — one of my favorite Japanese dishes is blanched spinach dressed with goma-ae, a toasted sesame sauce. And when cooking for vegan friends, I often rely on the creaminess that tahini dressing lends to salads and roasted, caramelized vegetables. Could it do the same for my soup? I stirred some into the pot, and I watched with a smile as the tahini dissolved into the broth, and then, as it always does, began to tighten the liquid.
I puréed the soup and tasted a rich, verdurous spoonful, humming with pleasure at the way it coated my tongue. Would a little more tahini, in another form, improve the dish? I made a simple sauce with garlic, cumin and chiles and drizzled it on top. There. I finally found what I was looking for: a soup that tasted vegetal yet rich, tangy yet creamy, spiced to just the right point. It might have been created to adhere to an elimination diet, but abundance was all I tasted.
The true test of deliciousness, though, came once the cleanse was over. I still crave this soup once a week — almost as often as pizza.
Recipe: Spinach-and-Cilantro Soup With Tahini and LemonB:
【过】【了】【一】【会】【儿】【之】【后】，【上】【官】【静】【便】【见】【到】，【左】【天】【宁】，【也】【就】【是】【天】【宁】【刀】，【开】【始】【吸】【收】【黑】【修】【罗】【的】【力】【量】【了】。 【她】【这】【才】【想】【起】【来】，【天】【宁】【刀】【本】【来】【就】【是】【魔】【族】【之】【物】。 【虽】【然】【每】【次】【使】【用】【的】【时】【候】，【都】【是】【由】【她】【的】【灵】【力】【在】【支】【撑】，【但】【是】【天】【宁】【刀】【其】【实】【还】【是】【偏】【爱】【暗】【元】【素】【的】。 【因】【此】，【一】【眨】【眼】【的】【功】【夫】，【天】【宁】【刀】【就】【吸】【走】【了】【黑】【修】【罗】【体】【内】【大】【量】【的】【灵】【力】。 【刀】【身】【上】【的】【红】【光】，
【几】【人】【吃】【得】【正】【酣】，【院】【门】【忽】【然】【被】【推】【开】【了】。 “【老】【远】【就】【嗅】【到】【了】【一】【股】【香】【气】，【本】【官】【还】【在】【疑】【惑】【是】【哪】【里】【传】【来】【的】，【循】【着】【味】【道】【过】【来】，【居】【然】【是】【仵】【作】【堂】！【你】【们】【今】【儿】【个】【晚】【上】【居】【然】【就】【在】【仵】【作】【堂】【解】【决】【晚】【餐】【了】……” 【赫】【连】【淳】【惊】【讶】【地】【看】【着】【院】【内】【围】【在】【一】【起】【的】【一】【桌】【人】，【低】【笑】【着】【开】【口】。 “【大】【人】！” 【大】【家】【赶】【紧】【起】【身】【来】，【唐】【心】【暖】【跟】【锦】【瑟】【说】，“【去】【给】【大】【人】【拿】
【亚】【瑞】【微】【触】【眉】【心】，【有】【些】【尴】【尬】。 【雅】【宣】【淡】【然】【的】【抿】【了】【下】【水】，【旋】【即】【抬】【起】【清】【澈】【的】【眼】【眸】【看】【向】【他】，“【夏】【雪】【有】【消】【息】【了】，【那】【她】【为】【什】【么】【不】【回】【萌】【学】【园】？【是】【受】【伤】【了】【吗】？” 【亚】【瑞】【看】【着】【自】【家】【的】【妹】【妹】，【莫】【名】【的】【有】【些】【焦】【躁】，【夏】【雪】【那】【死】【丫】【头】【受】【伤】？【分】【明】【就】【是】【和】【别】【人】【私】【奔】【去】【了】！ 【亏】【得】【他】【之】【前】【还】【那】【么】【担】【心】，【还】【那】【么】【努】【力】【的】【去】【寻】【找】【她】，【简】【直】【是】【笑】【话】。 【雅】六合宝典公式规律“【啊】？【还】【要】【那】【样】？【真】【是】【麻】【烦】！”【他】【沮】【丧】【地】【叹】【了】【一】【口】【气】！【开】【始】【打】【起】【主】【意】！【必】【须】【要】【让】【孩】【子】【们】【做】【得】【更】【好】【才】【行】，【要】【不】【然】【不】【知】【道】【要】【在】【这】【里】【待】【到】【什】【么】【时】【候】【才】【能】【离】【开】？【嗯】！【就】【那】【样】！“【好】【吧】！【咱】【们】【的】【孩】【子】【个】【个】【都】【是】【很】【聪】【明】，【相】【信】【他】【们】【一】【定】【会】【做】【得】【更】【好】！【到】【以】【后】【咱】【们】【就】【去】……”【他】【说】【出】【了】【以】【后】【将】【要】【去】【游】【玩】【的】【地】【方】，【地】【方】【的】【名】【字】【非】【常】【多】！
【一】【望】【无】【际】【的】【浩】【瀚】【天】【空】【之】【中】，【一】【道】【黑】【影】【掠】【过】【云】【层】。 【飞】【船】【尾】【翼】【拍】【出】【巨】【大】【尾】【气】，【震】【耳】【欲】【聋】【的】【机】【械】【轰】【鸣】【响】【彻】【天】【际】。 【飞】【船】【机】【舱】【内】，【雷】【克】【斯】【感】【觉】【眼】【皮】【沉】【重】，【脑】【袋】【疲】【倦】，【他】【想】【设】【置】【智】【能】【驾】【驶】【让】【飞】【船】【自】【动】【前】【往】【目】【的】【地】，【旋】【即】【望】【了】【一】【眼】【躺】【在】【靠】【椅】【上】【的】【少】【年】，【道】：“【我】【们】【回】【学】【校】【还】【是】【回】【你】【家】？” 【那】【构】【架】【巧】【妙】【的】【旋】【转】【靠】【椅】【上】，【少】【年】【睁】
“【你】【先】【别】【激】【动】，【我】【只】【是】【对】【于】【你】【对】【你】【的】【能】【力】【定】【位】【不】【准】【确】【而】【说】【的】【话】，【不】【是】【因】【为】【你】【的】【能】【力】【有】【所】【偏】【差】。”【贾】**【解】【释】【道】。 “【那】【你】【说】【我】【的】【能】【力】【是】【什】【么】？”【冠】【爵】【第】【一】【次】【对】【自】【己】【的】【圣】【裁】【者】【的】【能】【力】【产】【生】【了】【好】【奇】。 “【我】【现】【在】【改】【造】【我】【大】【脑】【潜】【力】【的】【进】【度】，【才】【只】【有】【百】【分】【之】【二】，【而】【这】【百】【分】【之】【二】，【就】【开】【启】【了】【我】【关】【于】【圣】【裁】【者】【的】【许】【多】【信】【息】，【你】【的】【这】【个】
**【欲】【活】【的】【织】【艺】， 【仿】【佛】【下】【一】【刻】，【条】【条】【金】【带】【就】【会】【牵】【引】【着】【这】【只】【雀】【鸟】【从】【朱】【红】【的】【长】【袍】【上】【飞】【跃】【下】【来】…… “【我】【有】【自】【己】【的】【衣】【服】，【长】【袍】【就】【不】【必】【换】【了】。” 【老】【实】【讲】，【这】【身】【长】【袍】【确】【实】【让】【她】【挪】【不】【开】【眼】，【但】【没】【有】【必】【要】【一】【定】【要】【换】。 “【陈】【小】【姐】，【雀】【炎】【袍】【乃】【是】【恶】【魔】【之】【境】【的】【最】【高】【阶】【品】【袍】，【就】【连】【雪】【藏】【大】【人】【的】【品】【袍】， 【蘭】【心】【袍】【也】【在】【您】【之】【下】，【穿】【上】
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