It’s OK to not be OK.

Morning lovely people.

As you may or may not be aware, it is mental health awareness week and I felt a very strong urge to write a little bit about my mental health. Sometimes it’s not OK. Sometimes it’s a bloody mess and guess what.. That’s OK.

A smile can hide a thousand thoughts and life gets in the way of happiness or stability sometimes.

Work stress, family stress anything can throw a spanner in your mental health and sometimes you don’t need anything at all to set it off, you just wake up one day and feel like that’s it!

I struggled in kitchens with these feelings because unfortunately I feel that (like many other industries) there is this toxic masculine approach to feelings. It’s not OK to show your stressed or upset. If you cry your done! Have you ever seen a man cry in a professional kitchen? I bet not and if you have I bet no one talked about it again. Have you ever seen a women cry? Was she called a emotional girl? I bet.. I’ve seen it and I’ve had it said to me. The fact of the matter is that.. That is bullshit!

Life is messy. High end, stressful, long hour jobs like being a chef.. Are messy. You are doing amazing.

It’s OK to be OK.

Take some time, breathe some fresh air, talk to people about how you feel, no matter how embarrassed or wierd you think it is and if you have no one to talk to you can send me a message and I will listen!!

Take this opportunity to change an industry with openness and love and compassion.

Take this opportunity to change the way we look at mental health. We wouldn’t expect people to run around with broken legs so why expect it from someone with damaged mental health.

Love to everyone inside the hospitality industry suffering in silence and big love to everyone outside of it feeling the same.

Never suffer alone. Its OK to not be OK.

Big love Jade x

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GLUTENy is a sin! F**K That!

Im coming to the end of week three Gluten free.. Its been tough but i have held my own, no cheating and no giving in to temptation! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA Yeah right!!

I am lying. I have given in to the glory of gluten on 3 separate occasions!

  1. Naan Bread and Poppadoms – Im sorry but i couldn’t handle it any longer. A curry is a treat and i was feeling ill, i needed comfort food! No regrets!
  2. Party food – It’s a Scorching hot, bank holiday Monday, you’re at a 4 yr olds birthday party and the goodies are in full force; cake, sandwiches, pizza, sausage rolls, donuts.. Just thinking about it is making me hungry!!! No regrets.
  3.  A Beef Brisket Burrito.. It was from Craftworks street-food Kitchen in Truro and it was worth it!! Have a look on my Instagram and tell me you would have said no!! ( you would be lying!) NO REGRETS!

The fact is that since i have given up gluten, i have had a healthier gut, less bloating and stomach cramps and i have lost 3 pound. I am happy about that and i continue on my journey. There will be people who tell me that i have ruined it, i should be beating myself up and kicking myself. I haven’t achieved anything and i should give up… because that what we do normally right?

We set ourselves standards, goals which are hard, sometimes unbelievable and then we beat ourselves up and feel worse than we did before we started!!  I could listen to that part of my brain that loves to hate myself. I could give up, get depressed and eat. Gain more weight, hate myself more and feel even more like a failure. But why should I? The fact that i am even trying to make a step toward a healthier lifestyle is a good thing! I am acheiving exactly what i set out to do.

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Stop beating yourselves up. Your beautiful. You got this!

J x

 

Street food – A.K.A the reason I will never be skinny!

Friday night marked the end of my ‘so called’ diet. I was doing well, i had been eating soup all week and drinking lemon water to try and cut a couple of inches off my waistline. I was determined. This time I was doing a diet I was gonna stick to, nothing too extreme, no ‘low carb crazy cut out everything you love’ diet.

We left work, got on a boat and had a beer in the sunshine! perfection! Then we had a cheeky pasty, not the healthiest of options but it was a Friday and i had been good so i thought why not. we arrived in Falmouth for the River Fal Festival and it was in full swing (as Falmouth usually is) drinking and music and people being happy and jolly and enjoying the beginning of their bank holiday weekend..

And then I saw it..

Event Square. Filled with a Marque and stand after stand of STREET-FOOD. Naughty, beautiful, aromatic street food.

Nachos, Tacos, Churros, Curries, Indian, Thai, Burritos, Paella, Pancakes. LITERALLY EVERYTHING!

What is it about Street food that makes me lose my mind? Is it fear of missing out on Untitled collageincredible flavors? the joy of eating out of cardboard trays with your fingers? roughing it?

Is it finding people with enough passion to stand in the same spot for hours on end, dealing with drunk people? is it that i just love the diversity?

 

 

 

Maybe its just the thought of standing with a beer in one hand and some massive portion of food in the other, shoving in my face without judgement… yeah, that sounds like it. They are the real heroes of festivals!  They keep fueling us so we can carry on drinking! As any chef will tell you, Chefs wear capes too, they just tie them around the front!!

 

And obviously, i only eat so much, so that i can write about it? right? #inthenameofresearch

I’m gonna get so fat and I don’t even care – because I Bloody love Street food.