Happy Thanksgiving!

We’ve got a few minutes between the (lower carb) pumpkin pies coming out of the oven and the big dinner stuff going in, so I wanted to say happy Thanksgiving to my friends on GAH. I am grateful to the Lord for each one of you who stop by and give my words a place to land. I hope that I might be of some use or entertainment to every one of you! May the Lord bless your day, your family gatherings, and your “harvest” this year, even if you don’t technically have a farm. We’re all gathering and reaping something, after all, aren’t we?

What’s a Carnivore Thanksgiving like? Well, many years, I just have the turkey and carnbread stuffing, maybe a little bit of cheese, and a low-carb cranberry sauce. (Recipe coming soon!) This year, I’m probably going to also have some pie. I am at a point in my health that can spend a few HP at holidays and recover pretty quickly. I’ll lose any water weight gain within a few days, and I don’t have any food addiction to combat.

If you do have food addictions, I really, strongly urge you to make it through the day without going face down into a pecan pie. Find low-carb goodies, even if you don’t stick to just meat. Enjoy the family and friends (if you can), and don’t get caught up in wishing you could have things you can’t. Be grateful for what you can have! I don’t want to do the “starving kids in Africa” routine, but do you know how many people would like to have all that ham and turkey, and all they can get is bread or rice or starches? And Lord, have mercy, have you seen what vegans are trying to eat today?

The meat is the food! Have a great time with it!

Our spread is going to be a little bit smaller this year, as the family have been too sick to invite guests or go to anybody else’s house. We’ve got a turkey, of course, and lots of charcuterie, a cheeseball, pork rinds and steak crisps. I may decide to stay carnivore yet, there are so many good choices here! The sides are not all low-carb (sweet potatoes, after all, require marshmallows on this day), but the desserts are more careful, sweetened with monkfruit instead of sugar. I don’t mind letting the kids have some sweet stuff on holidays, but we don’t have to have sugar comas afterwards, do we?

Anyway, I’m going back to the kitchen now. That turkey isn’t going to spatchcock itself. Have a lovely day, friends! I’m grateful for you!

 

Friday Links and Thinks

  • First, a few things on this here blog that I’d like to draw attention to. This past week, I’ve posted a recipe for an Almond Flour Pie Crust, and a Lemon Meringue recipe to fill it with. We enjoyed this recipe recently, and wanted to share.
  • I also linked to this post about Plain Food, Healthy Kids. Go read it and see if you need to update what you consider to be “kids’ food”.
  • Also, there’s a beautiful young family in need of help over some very hard times. Give to the Reed Family’s GiveSendGo if you have a few dollars to spare. God bless your generosity, friends!
  • I love the Vault-Co Communications Substack for finding useful books:
  • My friend Zaklog wrote a short story, Led By a Star, good to kick off the Christmas Season. What, you’re not doing Christmas yet? We’re already practicing our Christmas music and planning the festivities! Just put this one in your back pocket for whenever you start feeling Christmassy.
  • Vox came up with another idea that will have the enemy both squirming and actively looking for ways to pretend he doesn’t exist. This one has his name right on it, so it will be hard, but I’m sure their capacity for dishonesty knows no bounds. Vox’s Razor will be right up there with Occam’s soon: The wider the variety of arguments against a specific assertion, the more likely the assertion is to be false.
  • When the righteous thrive, the city rejoices, and when the wicked perish, there are shouts of joy.–Proverbs 11:10 Dick Cheney has died. I liked The Corbett Report’s video obituary.

That’s it for this Friday, though I’d also like to call your attention to my BuyMeACoffee link! Only I will be buying steak with your donations, not coffee. It only takes a minute and a couple of dollars to support your blogger! Thank you!

Almond Flour Pie Crust

Especially good for Lemon Meringue or other cold pies.

We had a birthday recently, and the child asked for pie for her treat. We only do desserts, even keto ones, on special occasions, because I like to keep the food plain for daily purposes. One of my sons said recently “My family are such Spartan eaters!” I guess that’s fair, but we have good reasons for it, and good results from it. We do also have some family in Sparta, NC, so…

Anyway, it’s a good thing the child asked for pie, because I didn’t realize I’d never posted a recipe for a crust until went to find my lemon curd recipe. The recipe for Lemon Meringue can be found here. And now the crust recipe, as promised long ago:

Almond Flour Pie Crust

A grain-free pie crust
Prep Time5 minutes
Cook Time20 minutes
Course: Dessert
Cuisine: Keto
Keyword: gluten-free, keto, low carb, sugar-free
Servings: 8

Ingredients

  • 3 cups almond flour
  • 1/4 cup monk fruit/erythritol sweetener or other desired sweetener, optional
  • 6 tbsp butter cold
  • 1 egg
  • 1 pinch salt

Instructions

  • Heat oven to 325℉
  • Add dry ingredients to food processor and whiz for a second to mix.
  • Add wet ingredients and blend until a ball of dough forms.
  • Divide dough into two parts, then press evenly into two pie pans.
  • Using a fork, prick holes into the dough to prevent bubbling.
  • Bake for 20 minutes, or until golden brown.
  • Either cool or fill while hot, as required by your pie recipe.

Notes

For two whole Lemon Meringue Pies, I quadrupled the linked recipe. It’s a lot of eggs (24), and as with all keto or carnivore things, you’re going to need a lot smaller amounts to feel full.

This pie hadn’t fully cooled yet. A little drippy. Give it a long time in the fridge!

Healing and Provision for the Reeds

This sweet young family’s GiveSendGo was just brought to my attention.

Their journey began last year when Dan was diagnosed with pneumonia in November, which led to blood clots in his lungs, a few stays in the hospital and the discovery of aortic aneurysm, and a diagnosis of appendicitis in January that they were unable to operate on due to the blood thinners he was on to help with the blood clots. After months of drs visits and medications, Dan was finally able to get a valve replacement at the end of July. His surgery went as good as we could have hoped! The recovery though has been hard and excruciating at times but they could see the light at the end of the tunnel.

Dan was finally starting to get back in his feet and it seemed as if the worst was over, until Saturday morning when he woke up to stomach pains.

If you have a few dollars to spare, I know the Lord will return your generosity out of His vast stores. Click here to give.

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A Christian Declaration of Independence

Reformation Day II

A Christian Declaration of Independence

A line has been crossed in the conscience of the American Christian. The theological and political chains that bound us to a foreign agenda, crafted not in the interests of our nation but for the benefit of those who reject our Lord, have been broken. For generations, we labored under a dual loyalty: pledging our hearts to Christ and the American nation while our government bowed to Israel and Jewish donors. We funded wars we didn’t believe in, silenced truths we were called to speak, and sacrificed our sons and daughters on altars of a foreign nation that scorns the very name of Jesus.

That captivity ends now.

Read the whole thing here.

Run Dump: What took you so long?

That’s what I’d like to know, too!

Welp. I finished my race, so kindly funded by readers and especially one C.W. who boosted the gofundme right over the top in a big way. Thank you so much, my dears!

I got a very pretty finisher medal, and earned the right to wear my Black Bear shirt:

Wave at the nice bear, everybody!

But that is pretty much the only thing I brought home this time.

What took me so long to finally tell you about it?

Well, partly I wanted there to be more of a take-home than “man, that sucked”. It did! Sucked big time! People always want to hear about the victories, right? I don’t have a single victory to tell about, except that I didn’t quit, even though I sorely wanted to. You don’t really want to hear about that, do you?

But also, the big reason I waited so long to tell about the thing is that I couldn’t figure out why. I wanted to be able to explain it, or at least try to.

Why in the world did it take me a full 12 minutes longer to do this half marathon than the last? I would like to know the answer to that, even if it’s not terribly interesting to anybody else. But without something like an answer, at least an educated guess, I’ve just got nothing useful or interesting to report.

I’ve been trying this whole time to figure out what went wrong for me that day. There were a bunch of factors that could be blamed for holding me back. I had very poor sleep, not enough to eat the day before, travel stress (do not stay at the Days Inn in Hendersonville), and a physical condition common to women that does not make running long distances very convenient. But that’s not honestly different from any other race I’ve run. I’ve always found myself at the starting line under less than optimal conditions. It’s just a fallen world, ain’t it?

Was it a mindset thing? I felt doubtful because of some lackluster runs the previous few weeks, frustrated because of a lot of non-athletic things that were coming up, angry at some folks who had really done our family a disservice, already defeated in a hundred ways before I even got there. But none of that should have held me back any more than any other time I’ve had difficulties. Usually, once I start moving, all of that disappears from my mind, and I just go. I don’t go fast, but I do go. I don’t think it was a mindset thing. When I get mad, I put on my running shoes! Physical activity makes me feel better about even the worst experiences, so I couldn’t bring mindset as an answer.

Was it my training? While I did have a little bit of a cold that kept me from training for three important weeks, it honestly wasn’t any more of a detraining than I underwent last year for much more stressful reasons. I was smart and diligent about what training I could do, and I really can’t think that poor training accounts for the absolute disaster I pulled off this year. I’m a year older, sure, but only one year. Diet didn’t change, sleep habits are good, still in very good shape for an old gal, and I don’t skip leg day. Everything should have been as good as it gets for me. I’m very confident in that.

But for some reason, I simply couldn’t go. When the time came to start running, I felt like my body didn’t even belong to me anymore. It didn’t want to do what it usually does. I couldn’t even work up a sweat! (That was actually the clue I missed. I could have saved myself if I’d realized this in-race.) In 13.1 miles, I barely was able to get my heartrate up. I just couldn’t muster a thing.

Nothing hurt. My mood was fine, except for the bewilderment. I didn’t feel tired. My shoes and socks were great! I just…couldn’t. I was flatter than a flitter.

Now, what happened there? Eighteen days later, I finally think I’ve figured it out.

I did a dumb, guys. I did a real boner. 

We all have a turtle inside. I hope my Turtle will forgive me soon.

I have been in the habit of taking salt–up to a half teaspoon with just a little water–before every workout for all of my keto/carnivore years. I often run with a bottle of pickle juice or electrolytes, as well as some plain water. When you run on fat, you burn through a lot more electrolytes than folks who are going through a lot of carbs first. Having enough salt on board is crucial. It has been for me, anyway. Some people don’t seem to have the same level of need that I do.

If you’ve ever read Waterlogged, by Tim Noakes, or done any other kind of research into hydration and exercise, you’ll know that your body can raise its own blood volume when you get dehydrated by releasing salt from your bones. But (and I don’t think Waterlogged expresses this at all adequately) you have to replenish that salt, or eventually your body will just say “Nope, I’m not giving up any more of my precious mineral just so you can go a minute faster per mile today. You’re staying down here on the ground with the mortals.”

As I said before, I couldn’t sweat, which meant I couldn’t safely raise my body heat. My brain just wouldn’t let me go. It wanted me to live, and I wasn’t salted up.

So, how did I get into this saltless state? I usually have a fairly high salt intake just in my food, plenty to keep me going without having to supplement. But I have always dosed extra salt when I want to stay out longer or go harder. It just saves my body having to find its own salt as I sweat. I always feel better during and after a run if I salt up.

I knew when I couldn’t even raise a sweat within the first couple of miles that this run was going to be abysmal. I’ve had a few sweatless runs like that recently. But for some reason, it has taken me this long to realize that not only had I not salted that morning, not even a little bit on my breakfast of boiled eggs, but I had not been intentionally salting for several weeks. During those weeks, as I think I alluded to in a previous post, I had seen a slight decline in my endurance, but I never even made the connection in my mind. Then when I got to the big day, I think I had just run out of sufficient stores to do what I came to do.

My last several runs at home have been equally umphless, except for the last two. The penultimate one, I had eaten a whole lot of bacon before, so that explains that. I usually go out fasted for an ordinary run, but the bacon looked good that day. Very salty.

And then there was today, a pleasant and suddenly inexplicably easy run, at my intended half-marathon pace of 11:30 for five miles. No sweat. Well, actually, a lot of sweat. But no difficulty at all!

What was different about today? Well, today I was listening to a podcast about metabolism while I was preparing for a run, and somebody said the word “salt”. I thought, “Gosh, I really oughta.” So I did. And my run felt normal again, after more than a month of frustratingly declining performance. So, there you have it. I just forgot the most basic thing I already knew about zero-carb running. I ran the last race with a bottle of pickle juice. That is a need for me. And somehow the part of my brain that took care of that need just went to sleep for a couple of months.

But, you know what? I’m never sorry.

I have asked myself if maybe it was a trip I shouldn’t have taken. If maybe I should give up. Maybe God just doesn’t want me doing this. But then I imagined having stayed home, or deciding halfway through the race to give up, or just not lining up to begin with, and you know what?

Regret is far more painful than failure.

I’m glad I kept going. I’m glad I’ve got another finish under my belt. And while I was closer to the rear of things than I wanted to be, I’m glad had a chance to pray over a gal’s injured hamstring. (She beat me to the finish line!) I got to make people laugh and feel better about their plight, similar to mine, of being several miles from the end of something that turned out to be harder than expected. I wonder if God allowed this because he wanted my prayers and my sense of humor to be there for somebody.

I will race again, friends. Next time I will do it with all the salt, and hopefully a lot better circumstances in other ways. I could be wrong about the reason this was so bad, but I really don’t think I am. It was like a light switch being flipped when I dosed the salt this morning.

I’m thinking of a half or even a whole marathon in the spring, so we’ll have opportunity to at least to test the hypothesis. Until then, thanks again so much for making that learning experience possible, friends, by giving to my gofundme. You are truly a blessing, and I pray that God returns each of your kindnesses many times over!

 

Friday Links and Thinks

If you missed them this week, I had three posts for you:

How to stay carnivore when meat prices are so high. I will have more thoughts on this in the future. I only got about half of my points down before the post got too long.

17 is my favorite number. Go here to find out why.

A review of one of my favorite products, magnesium cream, from one of my favorite small businesses. Magnesium supplementation can help with the transition to low-carb or zero-carb eating, migraines, and recovery from exercise. Read the review at the link above, or just go straight to MSG and see what they have that you need!

Vox Day shares some advice that is good for everybody, not just low-to-mid status men. As we learned from Ooka, one of my favorite little books since I was very small, everybody has someone to whom they must bow. Learn how Communicating Up is done more effectively at Sigma Game.

When people say “no kings”, what they mean is “no Christ”. They don’t mind earthly rulers or tyranny. We all went through Covid, so we do know that very tangibly now. What they mind is proper authority based in God’s law.

Christ is King! And Donald J. Trump is, hilariously, President:

BTW, these are the people pushing No Kings. So grassroots. Very American. Has anybody else noticed that the protestors are mostly old? Did the reverse mortgages end up not being enough, so Boomers are having to hire themselves out as protestors now?

All that’s lacking from this list is the AARP:

A friend of mine shared this with me:

My doodle is skeptical:

These people don’t even have the foresight to stock a couple of weeks’ worth of toilet paper in case of a run on the supply, but they’re going to go shop at all the local places to get comfy before they “boycott” reality. And I’m sure their bosses (those few who actually work) will be thrilled to allow them to stay home for a week. Also, do they really not realize that the big businesses they’re boycotting are on their team? No, I doubt they realize anything, except that they feel a tantrum coming on and just can’t help themselves. They are going to cut off their own noses to spite their collective face, as toddlers are wont to do.

UPDATE: Ohmuhgarsh, I realized just this moment that “no restaurants” is listed twice. I guess that’s the hardest one for Rosie.  😆😂🤣😹

Doodle predicts: We will see no economic impact, or any other kind, except in whatever restaurants Rosie frequents.

 

I’m still not on social media, but am praying about a limited return to the one private, smaller platform. I miss my tribe. Hope you’re still with me a little bit, SG! I am with you in spirit still!

Veggie cultists and low-fat pushers will tell you that humans need carbs to survive. The fact is that you need a non-protein source of energy to survive. Carbs can do it, and fat can do it. Fats do it better.:

Fat has always been the preferred–both by the body and by traditional cultures–means of obtaining that energy. Carbs are extremely hard to find in palatable form without modern farming, and even when we can get them, we feel like crap on them. Anybody who says otherwise is lying, either to you, or to himself. Ancient peoples (not that ancient) extracted as much fat as possible from their animals:

Large-scale processing of within-bone nutrients by Neanderthals, 125,000 years ago

That’ll be enough for this Friday. If you’ve got memes or links, drop them on me in the comments, please! Share Get Along Home with your friends, too! Thanks for being here. You who comment and email and text me bless my heart with your thoughts. Reach out any way you like, but reach out!

If you’ve got an extra five or ten dollars lying around, I need a new treadmill. Mine has a lot of miles on it, and is complaining a bit. Hit my buymeacoffee link to save my winter training! My GFM is still live, too, if you prefer that platform:

 

Mad Scientist Goods

I know. Nobody reads product reviews. But PLEASE READ THIS ONE!

I wanted to tell you today about the magnesium cream from Mad Scientist Goods. You’ll recall from my last post that MSG are the friends who turned Jesse and me onto PEA, the substance that has given my husband back his life for the last three weeks. MSG are a husband and wife team who craft some very thoughtful products. The husband has a PhD in Medicinal Chemistry, so he’s not just some lowly handicraft-type soap-maker like myself. He actually knows what he’s doing. His wife is a perfect companion for him, being also extremely intelligent, knowledgeable, and artistic to boot, so that their stuff is not only well-formulated and efficacious, but also beautifully packaged, and appealing to the senses.

No product that comes from them is anything but the best quality. They research the dickens out of things, and then make sure everything is just right in the making of the products. That means you pay a little bit more for it, but I’m so happy to do so! I left this review on their magnesium cream page, but also wanted to direct any readers here who need magnesium supplementation to them.:

This stuff has been SO GOOD for our son’s poor sleep and abdominal migraines! Non-greasy, smells beautiful, and most importantly, seems to absorb better than any other topical magnesium I’ve tried. I use it after long runs to calm my legs down. They feel so relaxed and just *warm* after putting the cream on my feet.

My dog also tries to eat it, so it must taste good. Probably keep it out of reach of pets. It has a mild scent, barely there, but still enough to enjoy.

I’ve tried several magnesium sprays and creams and oral supplements, but for our needs, this cream has been the best thing ever. I ordered the small container listed on the website to start with, but we went through it so fast that MSG suggested I order a much larger batch. This size is not listed on the website, but they would likely be willing to do the same for others.

They were good enough to sell me two big containers like this for a good price. I’ve found MSG to be incredibly caring and easy to work with, and understanding of all of the needs we’ve had. If you have special needs, like ingredients you have to avoid, they may be able to help you come up with a solution! They’re available via email and social media, so reach out!

I’m using a lot of MSG stuff right now! I do not do paid or solicited product reviews. I hate doing most product reviews. There’s not a lot of room for creativity there. The few solicited reviews I’ve done that were creative ended up being…well, counterproductive for the advertiser. I’m afraid I’m not the best person to help anyone sell stuff. I’m doing this review because I really love these products and these people. I want to see Mad Scientist Goods succeed. If they stopped making their products, I’d be much worse off, so I need you to go make them successful, ok?

Go give my friends a browse and a buy, and I’ll come back with another review sooner or later.

 

17 Days

After 17 years.

Some time into my third pregnancy, my husband started having severe head and neck pain. The child I was carrying then turns seventeen before the end of this year, so today could very well be seventeen years to the day since the pain settled in to stay. I’ve alluded to some of the difficulties of living with chronic pain in the pages of this blog (most recently: Speaking of Oil: Seed oil, even). In all of his years enduring this suffering, my husband has not complained. He has not given up. He has not become hard to live with, as many invalids eventually do. He has kept his despair, of which there must have been innumerable moments, entirely to himself and remained steadfast in husbanding this household. I have no idea how he’s even held down a job while suffering so much, but he has somehow excelled at it, and kept the family materially comfortable with the proceeds of his work.

He called himself an invalid, a ghost. I call him my hero. 

After work, nearly every weekday for seventeen years, Jesse would collapse into bed, and try to sleep through the pain until the next day. On the weekends, he’d be ok for the early part of Saturday, doing what he could for the family, and then would be in bed until Monday morning, when he’d get up and do it all over again. Occasionally, he would have a whole good day, quite at random, as far as we could tell.

We tried every remedy we came across. Some things would seem to help a little, and then they’d stop. Some interventions (usually doctors’ pills and shots) made things worse. Nothing ever really helped. Eventually, we ran out of things to try, and we just got used to the pattern of pain.

We think we know what is the main cause of the pain. There are actually several things going on at once, and three different kinds of headache, to complicate things even more. People have always tried to be helpful, telling us what this person or that did for their headaches. This poor head simply doesn’t respond to any of the usual–or even unusual–treatments. We always tried to be patient when the suggestions from others became repetitive. We always hoped that maybe the next person to say something would have an idea that had a chance of working.

And finally, somebody said something that made a difference. Seventeen days ago (on the day I started writing this post), following the advice of my brilliant friends at Mad Scientist Goods, my husband started taking a supplement/compound known as PEA. That’s Polmitoethanolidontknowamide, for those who like a funny word to go with their pills. Well, heck. Where has this stuff been the last SEVENTEEN YEARS???

Turns out, it was there all along. It’s not new at all. I will not question why it took the Lord this long to show me this thing. I certainly have done enough research that I should have come across it long ago. But here we are now, finally, and this stuff seems to work! After all of the pills, injections, supplements, chiropractors, acupuncturists, prayers, anointings, and finally just submission to God’s will, Get Along Husband has been well for more than two weeks straight. Can I get a PRAISE THE LORD, friends?

Jesse doesn’t even have to take the PEA every day. Every third or fourth day does the trick. Whatever the problem is with his own chemistry, this compound takes up the slack and helps him beat the pain. He says it’s still there a little bit, but it’s faint, and easily ignored. He did have a scary day where he thought it was going to stop working, but it passed by the next morning without confining him to bed.

We’re having a hard time processing this, emotionally. I haven’t taken a meal up to our bedroom in seventeen days. My husband has been with us wherever we’ve gone. Every meal that he’s home, he’s at the table with us. He’s writing fiction at a frenetic pace, suddenly able to concentrate on his creative passions.

I really can’t state how different our lives are right now. I’ve been afraid to tell anybody about it! I’m scared to get too excited. I don’t know how it’s going to shake out. Is he just going to slip back eventually, like he’s done with every other thing that seemed to be working? Certainly none of them ever lasted this long, or worked this completely. After this many good days, I can’t help but have a great deal of hope that this really is the end of that season of our lives. (I’m also a little worried. With him around all the time to keep an eye on me, will I get away with my crazy shenanigans anymore?)

Praise God for this blessing with me, friends! Also pray for us to submit to whatever God’s will is going forward. We could be in a very exciting new place. There are so many opportunities for growth peeking over the horizon!

Or, and I hope you don’t take this as an expression of wavering faith, we may just be getting a breather before heading back into the Valley of the Shadow. I simply have no idea what to expect. I gave up trying to figure out what God is doing a long time ago. We’ve never not trusted Him for healing, and yet, we have had seventeen years of this. We have approached this with the understanding that sometimes God puts us in uncomfortable places for His own reasons. We’ve trusted that all of this would somehow work out for our good and for His glory. Kingdom work is going on in these desert places.

But, frankly and understandably, we would like to not go back. My most fervent prayer, after the prayer of praise, is to have that painful season of our lives behind us, and new challenges to face. It really was getting old.

Either way, God is working, guys! I know some folks who are in despair right now. Sleep deprivation, family members in the most pitiful of situations, chronic pain very similar to Jesse’s, difficult social and work situations, financial worries. I know it seems like it’s never going to end. I hope this helps you feel like there is still hope, even after years and years of trials.

Over the course of seventeen years, there’s been a lot of room for confusion and doubt. Is this a punishment? Has God decided that we should not have a normal life because we deserve it less than others, somehow? Do we have to work off some sin debt on this earth?

The answer is NO! Thank God, no. Read Psalm 103.

I’ve put in bold those verses that really minister to the hurting heart.:

Psalm 103, a psalm of David:

1Bless the LORD, O my soul:

And all that is within me, bless his holy name.
2Bless the LORD, O my soul,

And forget not all his benefits:

3Who forgiveth all thine iniquities;

Who healeth all thy diseases;

4Who redeemeth thy life from destruction;

Who crowneth thee with lovingkindness and tender mercies;

5Who satisfieth thy mouth with good things;

So that thy youth is renewed like the eagle’s.

6The LORD executeth righteousness and judgment

For all that are oppressed.

7He made known his ways unto Moses,

His acts unto the children of Israel.

8The LORD is merciful and gracious,

Slow to anger, and plenteous in mercy.

9He will not always chide:

Neither will he keep his anger for ever.

10He hath not dealt with us after our sins;

Nor rewarded us according to our iniquities.

11For as the heaven is high above the earth,

So great is his mercy toward them that fear him.

12As far as the east is from the west,

So far hath he removed our transgressions from us.

13Like as a father pitieth his children,

So the LORD pitieth them that fear him.

14For he knoweth our frame;

He remembereth that we are dust.

15 As for man, his days are as grass:

As a flower of the field, so he flourisheth.

16For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone;

And the place thereof shall know it no more.

17But the mercy of the LORD is from everlasting to everlasting upon them that fear him,

And his righteousness unto children’s children;

18To such as keep his covenant,

And to those that remember his commandments to do them.

19The LORD hath prepared his throne in the heavens;

And his kingdom ruleth over all.

20Bless the LORD, ye his angels, that excel in strength,

That do his commandments, hearkening unto the voice of his word.

21Bless ye the LORD, all ye his hosts;

Ye ministers of his, that do his pleasure.

22Bless the LORD, all his works in all places of his dominion:

Bless the LORD, O my soul.

I know that the Lord is not punishing us according to our iniquities, but that he is ready to heal us, when the time is right. If you’ve got some similar burden, cling to this Psalm. Memorize it. Hold it in your heart as I have learned to. He remembers that we are dust, and He takes pity on us.

I can’t say when or how, but I trust that He will bring you through your valley, as well.

Priced Out of Paradise

How does a regular person afford a carnivore diet?

Crochet (now Carnivore) Gramma has had wonderful success with the carnivore way of eating. She’s lost a bunch of weight, become more physically active, and is (I believe) generally happier. Carnivore can work a lot of miracles in a person’s life! Unfortunately, it doesn’t usually make a person any richer, and she was wondering in one of her latest “walk with me” videos how she is going to afford to keep eating well. She feels like she’s been “priced out of paradise” and may have to start eating the boxed mac and cheese again. I know that feeling. If I were starving, I’d eat whatever was available! The consequences of that kind of food, though, I will avoid for as long as possible.

I have felt that same sinking feeling she does, as I’ve watched prices go higher and higher.

I have heard a lot of carnivore gurus say that eating good meat doesn’t cost more than the standard American diet, so you don’t really need to worry about the budget. That really seemed to be true for a long while. Perhaps it’s still true. I don’t know what the processed food prices look like, to be honest, so standard American dieters may be in just as dire straits as carnivores! But it sure seems like meat is going up in price a lot faster than the other stuff.

I’ve been grocery shopping on a strict budget my whole life, unlike probably most of the people who’ve popularized the carnivore diet. These are usually people who are not feeding large families, and also likely have more income (or more comfort using credit cards) than most of us do. Not to mention, nobody is sending me free steaks to promote on my YouTube channel. I’m not knocking them for that, and I’m grateful that people like Dr. Berry and Dr. Baker are doing well in life. They work their butts off, they’re brave and honest, and they’re frankly just better at everything than I am–than most of us are, in fact.

Us regular folks still have to find ways around the growing money problem.

People who are more financially comfortable likely don’t notice when the “cheap” box of hamburgers goes up by $5 overnight, or when the 12-count bag of meat sticks that you rely on for kids’ packed lunches is suddenly $2 more. Even worse, you’ll be opening a brand of canned chicken that had always just contained chicken, water, and salt, and a glance at the ingredients says that they’ve now adulterated it with food starch. Your yogurt that had been clean now has fruit pectin and some kind of bean gum in it. So now you have to find something new or quit that food entirely.

And it’s all of the foods, not just one item. Just a couple of dollars more per item. NBD, right?

When everything is increasing in price, and your income isn’t even inflation adjusted, this starts to really hurt. I left Wal-mart without my usual cheap box of hamburgers after seeing the hike in price. I won’t pay that much right now for those sub-par burgers. I will probably get over the sticker shock and do it anyway someday, and find some non-food place to cut corners. I’ve already canceled all of my little subscriptions and extra comforts. We’re running out of places to find another five or ten dollars!

We have an above-average income, but we also have seven kids still in the home. The oldest one doesn’t really eat at home much, so let’s say we’re feeding eight people right now, plus two meat-eating dogs. I am blessed that I could walk away from that box of hamburgers because I have a freezer full of beef that I can make into patties for myself. I only bought the boxed burgers for convenience, as we get a whole beef at a time, about 3 times a year. It looks like that’s going to have to be cut back, as well, as those prices just get higher, too. Still, it’s a sight better in both quality and price than the store beef!

What is happening here?

Dr. Shawn Baker posted this on YT a few days ago, and I think this increased demand has a lot to do with it. People are starting to wake up to the fact that the food pyramid we’ve been indoctrinated to was upside down.

Of course, it is nowhere near that simple. On the supply side, farmers are getting squeezed in ways that I’m not conversant enough to articulate. When I’ve picked up my beef from my farmer the last few times, she has been increasingly concerned about what is being intentionally done to the market to stop people from affording to eat meat. The push to turn everyone vegetarian is real. People who eat like this…

…have decided that you should eat beans and bugs. It’s expensive on purpose.

Every elite class in history has known that slaves need to be only strong enough to do what you want them to, and never strong enough to rise up. They want us to be fewer in number, dumber, and weaker, and then to die before we cost the medical and pension system very much.

Meat is elite food. The powerful are deliberately trying to make us too weak to do anything that would raise us closer to their status and make us harder to control.

This is not going to last forever. Revolutions are just as real as elite oppression. I just can’t say how long it will take, or by what means. Perhaps our elites will decide to loosen their grip to save their own skins as people get angrier.  Maybe the market will sort itself out through clever ideas for getting around the imposed scarcity.  Maybe Jesus will come back and we’ll see final justice in a New Heaven and New Earth.

In the meantime, we have to figure out how to afford to eat like human beings, not cattle. That means eating meat.

I have a few tips for my adopted Gramma, who I hope can find some use in this post. I’ve really gotten attached to this lady as she documents her journey on Youtube. Today I learned that she had social anxiety, too, so that’s another thing that we have in common that meat healed. Subscribe to her channel, or give a few dollars to her buy me a coffee fund. Hopefully, we can buy her some meat!

These are some of my habits that help me spend less on food, and some other ideas I don’t currently implement. I’ve ranked them in order from most to least plausible for regular folks:

Eat more of the less expensive meats. This is the most obvious one, of course. Chicken and pork cost less. This won’t be an option for people who have to avoid all but ruminant animals, but thankfully most people do just fine with other meats. Dr. Berry has said many times that you can be perfectly healthy on just eggs and bacon, and I think that’s largely true. But bacon is going up, too! We can rely on the chicken thighs and picnic shoulders for enough fat. Some of our family do not tolerate pork at all, so I will have other meats available for them when I make pork.

Eat a lot more eggs. Eggs prices have finally gone back down to mere Biden-era prices, after having more than doubled during a “bird flu” scare. It was a scam, of course. And the $13-something box that I buy is still $5 more than it used to be. I can buy the cheap eggs, thankfully. Most people do fine with the cheapest eggs, and the nutrition is still adequate in factory-farmed eggs, though not as good as appropriately raised chickens will give. Even with the volatile prices inherent in the egg market with these ridiculous policies for dealing with infectious diseases (again, the real goal is to drive us to plant-based eating), eggs remain the least expensive source of animal protein.

If you are eating eggs and trying to stay higher on fat content, you’ll want to dispose of most of the whites and eat more yolks. I often do one white to three yolks. Even throwing out the whites, eggs are a very good choice for inexpensive eating.

Shop the markdowns and sales. This is another very obvious one that we’re probably all already doing. I really hesitate to say this one out loud, though, lest someone who shops at my favorite grocery store sees it and decides to compete with me for the meat there.

Find out what days and times your local grocery store puts the marked down meats out. The stores are on a regular schedule, so if you can get to the bargain section at the same time as the manager, you’ll have a lot more to chose from. We have a particular brand of hotdog that we like, and that is acceptably clean, that was marked down to $2.50 a pack. I got a dozen packages that way! It is kind to leave some for other people, so I will often leave some good deals and come back the next day and only buy them out if nobody else wanted them. I’m pretty sure the cashiers at my favorite store know me as “Red Sticker Meat Lady”.

You may even want to find out what stores the wealthier people shop at–the ones you know you can’t afford–and scope out their deals. Every store has things that have to move fast. People with plenty of money don’t care as much about those red stickers, so you might get better deals there. I haven’t tried this, probably because I’m already shopping at a slightly higher-priced store due to our dietary needs.

Look for alternative sources of meat. If you have a freezer or two or an extra fridge, buying a whole, half, or quarter beef directly from the farmer is a much less expensive way to go. I only buy hamburgers at the store because I’m too lazy to make my own patties. Now that they’re so ridiculously expensive, I will probably make my own patties from my freezer beef. Hanging weight for my last one was $4.50/lb, I believe. That is more than dollar higher per pound than it was when I first started doing this several years ago, but it’s still a lot better than grocery store prices, and the meat is incomparably better. Store-bought steaks make me cry. I can’t even eat at steakhouses, I’m so spoiled by this meat.

I did the math with my take-home weight the last time we bought a cow, and because I take the marrow bones, heart, fat, and organs, I think I recall ending at about $6/lb for the whole thing. That is a lot to shell out all at once, of course. I understand how impossible that sounds for a lot of us. But if you can get ahead enough to buy just a quarter of an animal at a time, you’ll be doing much better in the long run.

We’ve got a friend who sells us duck eggs for $5 a dozen, just to get rid of them. You’ll have a hard time finding anything like that, I’m sure, but any local producer will be giving you better quality, and the prices can vary widely, so just look around.

Buy leaner cuts, which tend to be less expensive, and add fats. I’m not a fan of chicken breasts, pork loins, or any other lean cut of meat. But when they are on sale, I will buy them anyway. I can add bacon to pork loin or country ribs. I can add bacon to anything, actually. Chicken breasts can be made into something delicious with a cream sauce or cheese and bacon. I have an air fryer chicken tendies recipe that is delicious, and we use butter and mayonnaise for dipping to increase the fat content.

Canned meats are kinda OK. Dr. Ken Berry says you can get by just fine on canned meats like Vienna (pronounced: vy-ee-nee) sausages, and we do have a fair amount of canned meat in our lives. But I do find that these need to be less often than once a day, especially for the ones with a lot of salt and nitrates. Several times a week, though, can be a good amount to supplement with canned goods. Canned beef with the fat is fine every day, but it’s expensive. I keep that in the basement for emergency situations, and don’t bring it out much for regular meals. Canned fish of most kinds is also good on a daily basis. But the things that are lower in fat and higher in salts, like sausages, just don’t satisfy the same way. You also need to read the ingredients every single time you buy it. Manufacturers are quick to start adulterating the food with starches and sugars rather than raising the prices.

I will post some recipes for salmon or tuna patties that are carnivore or carnivore-ish, along with my chicken tenders.

Fast more. Take this advice only very carefully. I am not a fan of fasting for anyone over the age of about 45, nor for people who are already lean, nor for children, nor for women of childbearing age. I personally only fast for religious purposes. I’m happy to give my lean mass for prayer and supplication, but I’m not giving it up to make the number on the scale look better. You can achieve a lot of ketones and weight loss by fasting, but it’s not worth the detriment to your muscle mass, unless you are in a very strong state to begin with.

All the same, if you have plenty of fat to lose, your body will prioritize burning that up first, sparing your lean mass, and it will be a lot less harm than eating potatoes, I am sure. When money is tight, you could tighten your eating window down and only eat for 6 hours of the day instead of 8, do one meal a day, or you could skip every third or fourth day of eating entirely.

Scale it back to “keto”. For me and many other carnivores, this really is not an option. I have not found very many plant foods at all that don’t trigger either my auto-immune or anxiety/OCD problems. But most people who are on carnivore probably have a few things they can get away with. Low-carb berries, some green things like asparagus or cauliflower, or avocados and olives can fill in some gaps. It is a trope among carnivores that “plants are trying to kill you”, but in fact, some plants are pretty benign. Plants with fruits seem to even want us to eat them, to spread their seeds! But the sweet fruits we find in the stores are so over-bred for sugar content as to be dangerous for regular consumption.

It is mostly the good fruit oils–avocado and olive–that I would add back, to satisfy the need for fat, but  it is my opinion that there are other plant foods that many people will not experience any real detriment from. If you need to make cauliflower “taters” to fill up your stomach a little more, or add some berries to your yogurt, you may find that to be a good, though not perfect, option.

You have to experiment yourself to find out what you tolerate, and (like me) that may end up being nothing. Honestly, I hesitate to add this as an option, because most of these “foods” just waste your body’s energy trying to digest them. But you will feel fuller for a little less money, perhaps, and it may be a short-term solution.

Get creative. Ask for beef for Christmas, or a freezer to keep your bulk and bargain buys cold. Use your tax returns to buy the side of beef you can’t save up for any other way. Finding new ways to bring in money is an option for some of us, I suppose. But most of us are pretty much already doing what we can. Cut corners other places. I’ve canceled all of my little $5 subscriptions, for instance. It’s hard to do that, though, because I know that other creators need my money, too! You could start a YouTube channel or a blog (doesn’t pay if you’re me, but some people might do well). Whatever you’re already good at, see if you can squeeze just a little income out of it.

Raise a few animals of your own. This is another one of limited use. You have to be in a place where you’re allowed and able to raise animals. You have to have time and energy to take care of them. And, really, backyard chickens can be a lot of trouble, let alone any other kind of animal you might try to raise. But many people do find they have a knack for raising their own eggs and meat, and if you are good at it, you will save money. I sadly never saved a dime with my backyard chickens, but I enjoyed them, and the eggs were much better. If you can free-range them, they cost very little indeed! But the predators around here made that impossible, so I was always out more for the feed than I would have been just buying all of my eggs at the store.

Hunting is another way to get fresh meat on the table for a lot less money. Again, this requires a certain skill-set and location, so not as many people can take advantage of it. I will probably be doing this eventually, but haven’t quite decided to yet. There’s a gal down the road here who says she would be happy to teach me to hunt!

I’m sure I have more to say on this subject, but I think this post is too long already. What do you do to keep food prices down? Or to make enough money to cover the increasing costs? Currently, I’m just using a buymeacoffee link. If you want to contribute to my gofundme for my last run, it is also still active. I will give a report on that race very soon, I’m sure!

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