How My Family Ate at McDonald’s and Still Stayed Primal

Believe it or not, these are double Quarter Pounders with Cheese from McDonald's. Or a Royale with Cheese for you Europeans.

The other day, it was 115 degrees here in Phoenix and my family and I were planning to head over to a friend’s house to go swimming. As luck would have it, we were going to be at their house over the dinner hour. These friends are awesome people but if there was an opposite of Primal, that’s what they’d be. Almost everything they eat comes from a box. They don’t care about ingredients, or gluten, or sugar. They have bowls of Hallowe’en candy out on their kitchen counter all year long. There is nothing in their house that I can eat in good conscience. Before we went over, they suggested that we order pizza in for dinner, completely forgetting that we don’t eat restaurant pizza. The only stuff I had in the fridge were chicken dinner leftovers. I tried to imagine my children being asked to eat chicken and spinach while their peers chowed down on delivery pizza. Not happening. My Primal brain went into survival mode. What restaurant could we get food from that our friends would eat, our children could eat and that wouldn’t make us sick? Somewhere where we could all make our own choices, instead … Continue reading