Posts tagged giardiniera
Posts tagged giardiniera
Heros, Subs, Hoagies, etc. They’re all basically the same, and one of my go-to cheat meals. My favorite is the Italian variety, found in most local Brooklyn neighborhoods, like Sonny’s in Canarsie, where I spent my teenage years. And out here in LA, we have Bay Cities Deli, with their famous Godmother sandwich, featured on many TV show’s best sandwich list. Yes, it’s phenomenal, but in Brooklyn, it would just be another great sub!
The key to a great Italian sub, in my humble foodie opinion, is Boar’s Head meat, great bread, great Italian dressing, and great giardiniera, a relish made of pickled veggies, and usually spicy. Obviously, the salt content in this concoction alone would make it non-paleo, but we can still spice up our sandwiches without adding salt.
This really isn’t a blog entry about hero sandwiches. It’s about cravings, stress, and bad food choices. Thursday afternoon I was struck a personal and financial blow, and my first thought was to eat food I didn’t need, bought with money I didn’t have. This is the problem with being a classic stress eater, like myself. I immediately started plotting going to a quality sub shop and getting my salty, gluten filled, non-grass fed beef laden, sangwich (as we call them in Brooklyn).
But then I started examining, “what exactly is it that I’m craving?” Besides from the emotional needs I mean, I was thinking, what in the sandwich specifically did I want? Well, salt for sure, because it’s addicting, and would give me that euphoric serotonin I was craving. But it was the crunch of the relish too under the soft bread.
So, like in my previous blog about stress eating, I started cooking to try to gain control over my life. Using ingredients I had in the house, I started to make paleo relish. Then I made some paleo Italian dressing. Then I toasted some almond butter bread (I’m digging it more and more, it toasts up perfectly!), and got out some leftover meatloaf. The sandwich building begun, and the stress started melting away.
So I stress ate, but it was as paleo as paleo can be, and I didn’t hurt myself in the way my psyche wanted me to. I’m proud of myself. It’s a nice break from the usual loathing, I’ll tell ya. By nightfall, I was moving on with my life and forming a new plan to get past the obstacles life threw at me.
Now, I’m not saying paleo caused this personal leap of progress, but I am saying that I have thought clearer on paleo than at any other time in my life. Could be a coincidence with the parallel of growing older and therefore wiser, but I don’t think so. Sometimes my stress eating spirals, and the more it does, the worse my food choices get. And the more depressed I get. And the process of moving on is delayed by it. I get paralyzed in helping myself and instead wallow in unhealthy food. But when I stick to paleo, I seem to think a lot clearer, and tend to move on a lot quicker.
Maybe this relates to you too, and maybe you can get the same results by going (and staying) paleo. Okay, okay, I hear you, “Get to the photos Cave-Hole, I can only take so much self help.” Fine, be that way.
Relish made from (all ingredients, all organic, all the time):
Crushed Red Pepper (Ideally I’d use jalapeno, but it’s not in season yet)
Mixed with Paleo Italian Vinaigrette (with no vinegar)
Lemon Juice (1 part)
Olive Oil (2 to 3 parts)
As you can tell, the meatloaf was falling apart, but the bread stayed intact. The magic of toasting that almond butter bread! I made the bread earlier in the week, and it’s almost gone! Dieting does not mean deprivation! Ugga-Bugga!