Going grain-free has been a challenge for our family, but the rewards are plenty. We deal with autoimmune disease. Giving up wheat, wheat products and other grains has helped curb the symptoms. Amazingly. For those of us in our family who don’t have autoimmune (aka me); a grain-free diet has meant more energy, less weight, less brain fuzz and easier sleep. Sure, I’ve had to relearn how to cook. I’ve had to learn about ingredients I’d never heard of previously. I’ve discovered how much I relied on wheat in my day to day food preparation. And on other grain products that are typically high in carbohydrates and low in nutrients. It’s been a tough and sometimes expensive journey. But I’ve happily thrown out the food pyramid I was taught to build my diet on. I’ve relearned everything I know about what constitutes healthy food.
Three years ago, our modern, western, ‘healthy’ diet nearly killed my son. He looked healthy. He was healthy weight. Inside though, his immune system had failed, almost lethally. Now, he’s happier and has far better odds for long-term health. Going grain-free improved his condition within days.
I can tell you, I’m a grain-free convert; and though I have so much to learn yet, I’ll never look back. For all of our science and industry, it turns out, our ancestors knew more about nutrient dense, healthy foods than we do. Who knew? Umm, they did.
For me, going grain-free has really meant going back to basics. Eating whole, real foods that are full of nutrients. With every bite, I ask myself if the stuff I’m putting into my mouth would be recognised as food by my late grandmother. By her grandmother. If not, then I probably won’t take the chomp.