Bread has had an essential status in the homes I have grown up in. When I was younger the cupboard was always stocked with rye and pumpernickel break, my dad’s favorite, bologna and mayo on white bread were served regularly for lunch at daycare, cheesy bread sticks were practically a staple in high school, and when I studied abroad in Spain it was croissants and baguettes every morning, noon, and night! Today I am a little more wary of my consumption of bread, and yeasty foods in general.
Cream cheese, ice cream, a tall glass of milk! These were a few of my favorite things growing up. I think I may have been partially addicted, because I would eat cream cheese by the spoonful! Thinking of doing this now makes me feel sick. A couple years ago my stomach stopped making the acids necessary to digest dairy. This led me to experiment with dairy alternatives that never matched up to the creamy stuff. I eventually ended up seeing a naturopath who put me on a strict diet to heal my gut. This worked beautifully, and I have been able to reintroduce dairy into my diet without feeling urges to stuff my face with it. Having cured my gut and also my addiction, I can happily indulge without constantly craving dairy. I actually prefer coconut milk ice cream to the milky stuff anyways!