One girl, totally paleo

last night was a treacherous yet epic feat that i completely and totally annihilated. my dad's friend had a dinner party that we all were invited to. as we walked into their house, their personal chef had a spread more beautiful and more un-paleo than you have never witnessed in your life. although it was difficult avoiding all the nasty, yet scrumdidliumptious pot holes, i succeeded. here is what we were offered:

1. hamburgers with buns
2. corn on the cob
3. salad with feta cheese
4. cauliflower salad
5. potatoes with truffle oil
6. homemade mac n cheese

and to top it all off...

7. homemade white cake with homemade raspberry sorbet in the middle, all dipped in a chocolate icing.

KILL ME.

im a girl who loves dessert (anything chocolate) and dies for things like homemade mac n cheese. it almost literally killed me not eating those two things, but i felt so accomplished when i didnt, knowing that my stomach would feel great the next morning. another plus to the evening was that everyone else got SMASHED, consuming hundreds of extra calories than i did, and i got to enjoy watching everyone be drunk psychos playing catch phrase--- so entertaining. all in all, i felt really good about my first night actually having to pick and choose from what was offered to me.
normally i would have just said fuck it and chowed down.

proud of myself!

today i found something that i am now utterly in love with. i have always been skeptical of peaches, only able to eat them in pie form because of their freaky, hairy, slimy texture normally. today, i conquered my fear by roasting the freshly picked, pink, peaches in the oven with a skirt of lemon juice and a pinch of salt. SO AMAZING. everyone do this.

then, even though it's not exactly within the whole 30 regulations, i made a blended coconut milk and roasted peach popsicle to die for, especially in crazy sweaty heat.

pics of beautiful food and surroundings for your indulgence: