Food For Thought
Catherine Burns (BA Hons, Dip ION) is a Nutritional Therapist trained by the Institute for Optimum Nutrition in London, UK. After marrying her Bermudian husband and moving to the Island she worked in the worksite wellness field for seven years. She is currently the Managing Director of natural ltd - a nutrition consultancy offering preventive health solutions. Catherine has been running Nutrifit since 2007 and has been writing a weekly nutrition column for The Royal Gazette since 2005. Food for Thought began as a factual nutrition column that quickly took on some humour as stories of Catherine's domestic highs and lows crept in. Catherine is mum to two girls (1.5 and 4) who are often perfect examples of healthy living and occasionally the polar opposite. Catherine strives every day to nourish her daughters and to help people in Bermuda lead healthier lives. Please note that Catherine is not a Registered Dietitian. For contact details, go to www.natural.bm.
Dec 6, 2013 8:00 am
ďMummy, what are your favourite mammaries?Ē said Belle, at 6.01 this morning. Through the fog, it took me a while to figure out we were discussing memories and not female anatomy.
A great relief, although I do wish sheíd asked her dad. This all started over dinner the night before when we had indeed been talking about our favourite memories.
In a rush of maternal love (and possibly selective amnesia) I told the girls that mine...
Nov 29, 2013 8:00 am
Lots of news over here at Natural HQ.
I was thrown out of a nightclub in New York for dancing, which at 36 made me feel 18. I wasnít aware that we were in Footloose territory, but apparently some clubs have a license for dancing and others donít.
Seems a bit cruel to play amazing music and then not let people dance. Also seems impossible to follow the rules when you are having a girlsí weekend away for the first time in a year.
Oct 25, 2013 8:00 am
Letís keep it short but sweet this week.
Short because Belle is in the office with me and is systematically emptying all my drawers and filling every cup she can find from the cooler. She is off ďsickĒ for the day but I suspect I may have been duped.
The mysterious cough that brought her into our room in the early hours has disappeared, leaving me juggling deadlines with the demands of a cheeky toddler. Itís...
Oct 18, 2013 8:00 am
Aliens have abducted my Lovely Husband and replaced him with Martha Stewart. I came home from a night out to find the lunch boxes stacked neatly in the fridge, filled with omelet pinwheels and pomegranate fruit salad no less. Before he left for work, heíd prepped a roast chicken and left me instructions for how to cook it. There has either been some kind of supernatural swap or there is a direct correlation between the domestic activity and the...
Sep 20, 2013 8:00 am
Well, there is nothing quite like Chia seed posing as cockroach poo to get your day off to a worrying start. I am familiar with all things roach after an epic battle a few years ago. It began when I was making school lunches one morning. Bleary-eyed (and pregnant might I add) a roach fell off the ceiling and slipped down my pajama top. I think my heart actually stopped. In the days that followed I learnt everything I needed to learn which...
Jul 26, 2013 8:00 am
Earlier this week I was having flashbacks to my teens. Dating unsuitable boys, hitch hiking through Africa, getting a rebellious tattoo . not all that wild really, but a little boat-rocking none the less in my family. Fast forward to today where I have been busy cleaning out the dishwasher and ordering nut milk bags on the internet. What happened?
Jul 19, 2013 8:00 am
Food for Thought
There are highs and lows when it comes to parenting, and it starts right at the very beginning.
Getting the baby in? A high.
Getting the baby out? Hmmmm . I cant pretend that pushing a human being (tiny as it may be) out of your body is fun. But the elation, relief and sheer miracle of it all? That amounts to a high. A crazy, heart stopping, life-defining high.
Jul 12, 2013 8:00 am
I am brilliant in the kitchen 50 percent of the time. The other half, not so much. I burn things, break things and create an indecent amount of washing up.
I put things together that shouldnt be allowed in the same fridge, let alone the same saucepan. I once made chicken in a blueberry sauce.
It was purple and my lovely husband, in a rare culinary stand-off, refused to eat it.
Jul 5, 2013 8:00 am
Food for Thought
Mummy, you are NOT coming to my birthday party! announced Belle at bedtime.
After trying to sweet talk her in to a post beach hair wash, I ran out of patience to do it nicely. There was an unceremonious dunking and a major protest.
Jun 28, 2013 8:00 am
Believe it or not, we have a book at home called Cinderellas Bottom. Its a great story, all about bottoms (obviously) and feet and noses and a variety of other body bits, and how they come in lots of different shapes and sizes. The overriding message is that it doesnt matter what kind of bum or nose or pair of feet you have, all shapes and sizes are useful for all sorts of different things and all are...
Jun 21, 2013 8:00 am
I was never very good at physics but I do wish I had paid more attention in school. I just remember thinking that I couldnt imagine any of it being useful in REAL LIFE — cue an enormous teenage sigh and exaggerated roll of the eyes. If only I had known that two decades later, I would be pondering what precisely it is about the LH leaving on a plane that makes our kids get sick. Some strange magnetic pull between his ass and the...
Jun 14, 2013 8:00 am
Chloes career choices so far have included: princess, hairdresser, jewellery maker and now (drumroll please), nutritionist. Let me savour this tiny little moment where she wants to be just like me. I know it will be over soon and I should probably drink it in. Shell be stomping up stairs and applying for a job at KFC before I know it. Maybe! Or maybe not. Is it possible that her acceptance of healthy stuff will be...
May 31, 2013 8:00 am
I love my job but it does have its drawbacks. For a start, people run away from me in grocery stores. Some do roll past proudly with a cart full of fruit and veg, but others — usually the ones with sodas hanging off the sides — reverse in panic. The irony is of course that as no one is perfect, I have probably just hidden a large bag of chips under my kale. So now you know!
May 17, 2013 8:00 am
Another week, another column, another visit from Little Miss Belle.
This time I have packed her back off to bed and apparently she will stay there. I pwomise mummy, she whispered as I tucked her back in.
Wow this one really does know how to shake my resolve!
Fortunately I am pretty confident she knows how loved she is, and just in case there was any doubt, Naughty Nana is back to shovel on the affection too.
May 3, 2013 8:00 am
There are bathtimes that go well in our house, and there are bathtimes that make me want to put my head in my very expensive blender. Tonight, I had the audacity to separate Belle from her dancing monkey. This was a pretty stupid decision given that after 7pm, we walk along the knife edge of the terrible twos. An even more stupid decision was to buy her a dancing monkey in the first place. Add that to the fact that I bought Chloe a similar...
Apr 26, 2013 8:00 am
Supergranny has just flown home and it’s time to clean up! Don’t get me wrong, the house has been pristine — literally sparkling — with her in it. If I hadn’t seen our family tree, I would suspect she was related to Mary Poppins. Whereas I have a tendency to “panic shop”, my Mum is queen of the lists. And I approve of the habit, if not necessarily the contents. One of my favourites began “Gin,...
Apr 19, 2013 8:00 am
Just so were clear, I wasnt born loving green smoothies and wholegrains. I had a decade-long love affair with strawberry Ribena and iced buns before I saw the light. My mum raised me on plenty of healthy food and I still was drawn to sugar like a moth to a flame. Between marketing, ease of access, affordability and the biochemical proof that sugar, salt and fat are addictive, its no wonder that we all get sucked into the world...
Apr 12, 2013 8:00 am
Mummy, said Chloe, with as much gravity as a five-year-old can muster, I know babies come OUT of the birth canal, but how do they get IN? Ah, I said, and having promised myself that I would never be an ask-your-father kind of mother, I told her that it was an excellent question for Uncle Richard.
Apr 5, 2013 8:00 am
Imagine my alarm when I discovered I was sweating chocolate through my pores. There I was, collapsed on the sofa, clutching a medicinal glass of wine after treading on Lego, when I noticed chocolate oozing from my arm. For a nerve-wracking few minutes I thought I had actually done it. Eaten so much chocolate that it had to find an alternative means of escape.
Mar 22, 2013 8:00 am
Discovering my Facebook page has more likes than KFC had me turning cartwheels in my office. Maybe there is hope for us after all! Half of Bermuda has an emotional relationship with fried chicken but if we have begun to crack the surface of that and generate some good awareness around healthy options, then at least we are moving in the right direction. Some people say its just a treat but if treating yourself means...
Mar 8, 2013 8:00 am
My two girls are at that fantastic age where they think that taking part in household chores is fun. This week they have happily loaded the dishwasher every day, helped with the extra washing up and are now begging to wash the car. I would let them loose on the car unsupervised were it not for the fact that last time I found Belle washing it with a Brillo pad.
Mar 1, 2013 8:00 am
Well, its official. I am going to Mummy Hell. On a mission to get the girls home at top speed during last weeks gale force wind-a-thon, I fabricated a totally outlandish excuse to avoid detouring at the ponies. The wind was so strong I explained, that we were in danger of being hit by flying horse poo. Chloe thought it was hysterically funny for a fraction of a second, before becoming genuinely alarmed. A natural born worrier, she...
Feb 8, 2013 8:00 am
Mummy, said Chloe, in the middle of grocery store, where is my birth canal? What is it about my kids and the need to chat about Babies-And-Where-They-Come-From in Lindos? Chloe especially has always been one to go for maximum embarrassment at the checkout. I remember when she was younger and just learning to talk, she pointed out the big clock on the wall by the cashier. Thats all very well, unless...
Feb 1, 2013 8:00 am
In general, I am not of fan of lying to my kids, but there are a few important exceptions: Santa, the Tooth Fairy and beetroot. Normally good eaters, Chloe and Belle were absolutely NOT going to try my lovingly roasted organic beets. There wasnt just a little resistance, but an arms-crossed, tight-lipped, fully adamant protest. That funny looking vegetable that wed picked out in Lindos was not being eaten and short of...
Jan 25, 2013 8:00 am
Sweet potato and coconut immune-boosting soup!
Jan 18, 2013 8:00 am
We celebrated a big milestone in our house this week, as Chloe turned five. Today was the best day of my life! she told me, as I tucked her in. At five years old, this is what made her day a piggy bank, $5 and an astronaut outfit for her Barbie. Oh, and a gigantic, five-shaped chocolate birthday cake covered in Smarties.
Jan 11, 2013 8:00 am
Happy New Year! Well here we are on the other side of the festive season and I couldnt be feeling more perky. I could be feeling more toned, but more of that later. After a fabulous but freezing Christmas in the UK it is so good to be home and dry (I do mean that literally.) And despite getting hit by the flu bug, we are now coming out the other side. In fact, theres nothing quite like the sick days to make you appreciate the healthy...
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