Feeling Conflicted: Baking for the Holidays

I love to bake. I love to use my creativity decorating cookies and cakes and making delicious sweets for everyone to enjoy. However, I also think we would all do better if we eliminated sugar and processed grains from our diet. Thus, my desire to bake and my desire to share the health are at odds with each other. I know I can bake healthy goodies – these usually require fruit sweetened with honey and maple syrup served with ice cream sweetened with the same, or a grain-free crust (those berry cheese tarts were delicious). These desserts, while still yummy and satisfying, are not quite the same as baking a batch of Christmas sugar cookies or a fresh loaf of bread.

For Thanksgiving with my husband’s family, I’ve been asked to bake bread. I’m going to bake bread and I will enjoy eating it, but I can’t help feel a tinge bit guilty. I don’t live a completely grain or gluten-free life (especially now in this stage of pregnancy where all I want is grains, fruit, and juice) so it’s not like I don’t have my own cheats here and there.

For Christmas, should I bake those holiday goodies for everyone? I would like to, but I still have that guilt that I am feeding people things that are unhealthy for them!

Does anyone else have the same problem?

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Continental Portuguese and the Azores Island

This weekend my father-in-law’s sister and her husband were visiting from Terceira.  My husband’s family is from the Azores the islands off of Portugal. He and his cousins were the first generation born here. Most of his mother’s immediate family is here now, but most of his father’s family is not. His father goes back every few years, my husband Marc has been back several times.

The summer after I graduated college (about 4 years ago) I went with Marc and his family during Festas Sanjoaninas. We stayed with his mother’s aunt and a gaggle of cousins for two weeks. We went to the beach, visited other relatives, walked the countryside, went to bull fights in the praca (a type of stadium for bullfights) and the street, and stayed out at night.

Always lots of food and family

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