Monday, December 27, 2010
I'm starting to think that Christmas food should have its own group on the Food guide. Cookies, chocolate, wine. Since becoming vegetarian a couple of years ago, my favourite holiday food has been missing on my seasonal plate -- gravy. Not any more, my friends, not any more. Honestly, I don't miss the turkey but I was becoming a little resentful of others' gravy laden plates. So this year, I decided to try whipping up some mushroom gravy along with Tofurkey. Yep, I said Tofurkey (my family still can't pronounce it) and I speak the truth when I say that it was pretty good. But this is all about the gravy. Oh, gravy, how I have missed you. And now you are back. As a result, this Christmas season, I not only indulged in sweets but I also indulged a little more than usual when it came to the Christmas Day feast for the mushroom gravy was good, really good. Oh, gravy. I swear you could slather it on bread and make it a meal. Oh, wait. I did do that.
So after becoming reacquainted with gravy, I decided that I should become reacquainted with my old friend yoga. I awoke early this morning, still with a full belly, and unrolled my yoga mat while the rest of the house slept. It was quiet. Aside from a couple of times, I think I can say that I haven't practiced yoga in about 2 years. I just stopped making the time. And when you are on the cusp of turning 40, well, two years can mean quite a difference in one's flexibility. My body didn't move into the postures quite as naturally as they have in the past but that didn't hinder my enjoyment of my early morning yoga.
Two lovely old friends. Hopefully, I will enjoy one more often than the other. Yes, I am talking about yoga but the prospect of poutine may be in my near future.
Posted by Tara at 12:43 PM