My partner and I have recently drastically changed our diet. We've dropped all grains, seeds and legumes and all refined carbs (sugars) from our diet. Essentially a Primal/Paleo diet. The changes for me have been astounding. Numerous nagging little complaints I've had over my life have vanished. IBS completely resolved. Lactose intolerance, gone! My vision is better, colors are brighter. Naturally sweet fruit tastes way sweet now. My BP has lowered significantly. (From Good to "fantastic!")
What was interesting was the first few weeks on the diet. My partner was going crazy! Hungry all the time, even when he was stuffed full. Craving sweets and carbs - especially things like pancakes, pastry, donuts, which we never had that often, so it seemed strange. He kept saying "I don't think I can do this. I can't think of anything else." He was waking up at night, hungry. He couldn't sit still, and was restless in bed - tossing and turning, and crabby, very crabby, and brain foggy - which he's normally sharp as a tack. We'd read that some people have it harder than others, so we just kept at it, hoping that it would pass. And eventually it did, but it took nearly a month of daily, constant struggling and misery. Two weekends ago, we went through our pantry and kitchen and gave away 100's of lbs of food that we could no longer eat - anything with added sugar, legumes or grains. It was very painful for us. Out went the organic whole grain flours. The brown basmatti rice. The raw sugars, the organic oats. I felt like I was throwing away half of my identity doing this.
Last night I was going through my blog feeds, and ran across this article about wheat's addictive/opiate/exhorphin nature (for some folks.)
I would never have guessed that it could be an addiction to wheat. But a freshly baked loaf of bread is like a siren's song to me. I'm an excellent cook, and I'm known for my baking skills - especially yeast breads, cookies, and pies. My family begs for them. We do Xmas & Thanksgiving every year at our house, and the breads and baked goods are the highlight. Now, well, I don't know what I'll do. I've been their dealer / pusher for years. I was a food porn queen!
Anyway, I'm thrilled that my health is leaps and bounds better, but I'm melancholy that all these baking skills I've acquired over the years are now rendered worse than useless.