Happy New…February… Notes and updates

Come to the Instant Pot side! We have delicious food and cheesecake!


Errrm.  Guess I dropped the blogging ball there.

  • Have you heard about the Instant Pot 6-in-1 or 7-in-1 automatic pressure cooker?  I got one a few months ago, posted a lone recipe, and kind of put it away. And with the new year, new resolutions (specifically: eat at home more) kicking into high gear in January, I pulled it out again, found a Facebook group dedicated to all things

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    Instant Pot and have fallen madly in love with this appliance.  I’ve named her theFabulous Annie Potts. I’m just going to warn you up front, only get one if you want to cook a whole frozen chicken from block of ice to delicious dinner + 2 quarts of slammin’ bone broth in 90 minutes and/or if you want to be the cheesecake god/dess. CHEESECAKE GODDESS. True story.

  • I’ve been doing a high fat diet for a week and I’m finally seeing the numbers on the scale float downward a bit without too much discomfort.  Lots of disbelief, lots of “yeah, sure, there’s no way this could work,” and some minor wincing that I’m

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    supposed to be adding butter and sour cream and it’s not a cheat. All those years of low fat, low calorie dieting have seared a path into my neural network.  I’m taking all those things I’ve learned and with the help of a nutrition consultant, I’m following an actual plan. I’m going to be writing more about this as I progress, but it’s been an interesting shift from theoretical knowledge to practical application. I thought I knew what I was doing…yeah, no. My favorite current resources on this eat fat, lose weight phenomenon:

  1. Buttermakesyourpantsfalloff.com
  2. Bulletproof diet
  3. Get Your Thin On — my one-on-one consultant, Biz
  4. Always Hungry, by Dr David Ludwig — this is the man who has done the most science on the science of weight loss.  Newsflash: Calories in/Calories out doesn’t work.
  • I’m geeking out over some new technology. I’ve posted before about LORETA 19-channel neurofeedback (more on this in a later post because Mama is starting next week!), but for my youngest we’ve recently added something called NeuroField, which uses very low level, pulsed electromagnetic frequency and heart rate variability training.  It’s supposed to be excellent for anxiety and depression.  I’m also interested in learning more about transcranial magnet therapy.


  • In some of my mama support groups on line, my doctor’s office, my therapist’s couch, the big topic has been taking care of the caregiver.  It’s kind of turning into the theme of the year. What are some ways you are taking care of yourself?


I’m working on a self-care plan that includes sleep, detox, yoga, and not beating myself up.  Complicated parenting requires strong parents–mentally, physically and spiritually.


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Merry Christmas!

  Best wishes for a lovely holiday season!

Here’s a little homemade liver tonic  to give your liver a little love. Chances are, it’s working overtime this weekend!

 1/2 c beet juice over ice, a few drops stevia, fill it up with Pellegrino.  

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I’m back! Sort of…

I didn’t even realize it had been over two months since I posted.  My bad!

  1. bumpy school year for my youngest
  2. extra intense parenting (has there been a 3-month full moon?)
  3. juggling new supplement regimens with mixed success (why does everything new have to be taken on an empty stomach first thing in the morning??)
  4. I discovered Dr. Who on Netflix


I’m also knee-deep in National Novel Writing Month–NaNoWriMo–and trying to churn out 50,000 words of fiction this month.  I’m working on some posts and holiday prep.

In the meantime, I’m on Facebook as Recovery Road and on Instagram @recoveryrd.jill.

And here’s a recent Thinking Moms’ piece I did that stirred the pot a bit.

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I was on the radio!

Well, Internet radio. My new friend Candace Craw-Goldman, who I met on my Sacred France trip, hosts a BBS radio show and blog called New Earth Journey.

So, this is me dipping my big toe into the media pond, talking about France, being gluten-free, and my son’s recovery from autism.

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Spicy Basil Chicken

 This is one of my favorites.  It’s quick and flexible, too.  Both ground chicken and ground turkey work in this recipe and cook quickly.  The basil and garlic lets you throw this into some pasta sauce or stir-fry with coconut aminos or wheat-free tamari, or even serve it cold onto a salad (my lunch go-to this week).  It’s worth making a big batch and freezing it in single- or double-portions.

Spicy Basil Chicken


  • 1 lb ground chicken (thigh or breast meat–your choice)
  • 2 tsp avocado oil
  • 1/2 an onion, minced
  • 2-4 cloves of garlic, minced
  • 1-2 Tbsp chopped fresh basil
  • 1 Tsp adobo seasoning (Frontier is my favorite)
  • Salt and black pepper to taste


  • Heat sautee pan over medium heat.
  • Add oil (Remember: hot pan, cold oil, food won’t stick)
  • Add onion and cook until translucent.
  • Add garlic
  • Add ground meat, cook until most of the pink disappears.
  • Add basil, adobo, salt and pepper
  • Cook 2-3 minutes more until meat cooked thoroughly.
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Instant Pot Lemon-Mustard Chicken and Herb Potatoes

This is more method than recipe, but here goes.  I was doing a big cook-up day and had two burners and my oven already cooking away.  I pulled out my Instant Pot, threw this together and BAM, delicious dinner.  I cooked under full pressure for 18 minutes, but I think 15 minutes would be adequate, which is the machine’s pre-set for chicken.

You could do this easily in a slow cooker for 5 hours on low.
Instant Pot Lemon-Mustard Chicken and Herb Potatoes


  • 2 Tbsp oil of choice (I used avocado oil)
  • 3/4 c. chicken broth (edited to add!)
  • 1/4 c. lemon juice
  • 2 lb boneless, skinless chicken thighs
  • 2-3 Tbsp Dijion mustard
  • 2 Tbsp Herbes du Provence
  • 2-3 lbs red potatoes, quartered
  • Salt and pepper


Layer everything in your Instant Pot in the order listed above.  Cook under medium pressure for 15-18 minutes.

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Autism recovery is real: My son’s story


Someone pointed out that I didn’t actually include my son’s autism recovery story on this blog.  Oops.  It’s in Evolution of the Revolution: From Hope to Healing.  Final chapter.  To rectify the lack of our story, here is a shorter version.

To summarize: a full 299.0 autism diagnosis at age 4. Language skills in the 4th percentile. Starting ATEC about over 70, but less than 100 (I had to do it retroactively so it wasn’t super accurate).  Today, his ATEC is 2 because he’s still a bit of a picky eater.  Otherwise, recovered.  Just an awesome kid.

There was no starting gun to mark my son Connor’s descent into autism.  No abrupt loss of skills or speech, no seizures or fevers, just an imperceptible braking, until his forward momentum in life just rolled to a stop somewhere between 16 and 22 months.

Not born with it:


I don’t know if it was my own health–undiagnosed chronic Epstein-Barr and mycoplasma pneumonia (maternal immune activation!!) that set him up; or my mouthful of leaky amalgams and 15 years of flu shots (mercury!); or even the case of salmonella food poisoning that put me in the hospital for four days halfway through my pregnancy and stripped my GI tract (no gut flora!). Could it have been the three ultrasounds or the 18 hours of pitocin?

Was it the Hep B shot at birth?  My son turned blue less than 24 hours later, but the doctor assured us that was a normal stress response. The MMR? Total vaccine load?  After every well child appointment I always had to clear my calendar for a week, because I knew I’d have an extremely fussy and feverish baby who would nurse constantly and not sleep. Whatever it was, whatever lowered my boy’s resistance and increased his risk, I’ll never know with complete certainty.

 Lining up everything, everywhere, all the time:IMG_2633

By the time he was 22 months old, my beautiful boy was speaking less and less, having peaked at 16 months with the phrase “Too hot to eat the pizza!”  His anxiety increased daily.  We couldn’t leave the house without several pacifiers–one in his mouth and one in each hand–and his blanket, which he wrapped around his head.

Three pediatricians in three states assured me that he was fine.

Not OK

He wasn’t fine.  I wasn’t fine.  I assumed the full load of guilt–the guilt I produced myself in abundance, and the guilt lobbed at me by other people.  There was something off about my kid, so as the mom, it was clearly my fault.  I was reminded of this failing daily, from evil stares when I tried to contain monumental meltdowns while shopping or at the library, to helpful strangers suggesting my son would be fine if I just spanked him, to flat out assessments that I was clearly a terrible mother and this was all my fault.

The summer of 2001, leading up to our son’s diagnosis was particularly hard.  We were drowning.  Every day was a struggle and we didn’t know why.  Our pediatrician waited until my son was three to agree that it may be time for a speech evaluation.  I didn’t know that I could search that out on my own.  It took six months to get an appointment.  By then, I had to wheel him in the stroller to the desk because he couldn’t/wouldn’t walk following a knee injury. The speech therapist said that, in addition to pronounced echolalia and expressive speech in the 4th percentile, our son had cognitive delays and we should get an evaluation.

Looking back, she knew what was going on immediately, but couldn’t say because she wasn’t qualified by the state to diagnose. We found a special preschool class for kids with speech delays and got a referral for a neuropsych evaluation.  Then September 11, 2001 happened and everything shut down, including our scheduled intake appointment.

Getting the diagnosis

Honestly, an autism mom could have taken one look at Connor, gripping a Thomas train in one hand, ignoring everything around him, and lining up rocks with the other at the playground at age 2.5 and given me the same answer, but due diligence must be done, the piper paid, etc.  And so, autism.  A full 299.0 diagnosis.  Connor had some speech, but it was almost exclusively echolalia. He ran in circles; he jumped up and down for hours; he flapped his hands; he toe walked; he lined things up; he tantrumed; he’d flip out if I took an alternate route while driving; and he had no friends.

Dr. B, the psychologist who did the assessment, stopped after she made the pronouncement.  “Mrs. R, are you breathing?”  Not so much.  I only remember snippets from that appointment, the highlights being: 1) my son would probably never make friends on his own; 2) we could take comfort in the fact that he wasn’t technically mentally retarded because his IQ was above 70; and 3) he was too inflexible and anxious for ABA.

We were gobsmacked.  Autism was something that happened to other people, but only rarely.  They couldn’t mean my boy, he was so affectionate. What was autism? What was going to happen to my son?  What could we do? I knew my mother-in-law would ask about dietary changes, so we asked Dr. B about it.  She kind of brushed that aside, mumbling something about no double-blind placebo controlled studies, and directed us to the Family Resource room at the clinic.


I’m a die-hard bookworm from a long line of readers.  My first step in the direction of doing something was to head to the bookstore.  I cleaned them out of books on autism.  In 2001, that meant five books.  My mom, 2,500 miles away, found one book: Unravelling the Mystery of Autism and PDD by Karyn Seroussi.  That was the only book on the shelf at Books-A-Million in Goodlettsville, Tennessee, so that was the one my mom bought. I had the same book in my stack, but it was at the bottom.


Two days later my mom called me, likely in tears because we were all a sobbing mess, and told me to put down whatever I was doing and read that book. Now!  So, I did.  That changed everything.

That book saved my son.

My husband wasn’t keen to change our son’s diet.  Connor was living on bagels and chocolate milk.  I could see his point, but I had grabbed onto a shred of hope and I wasn’t going to let go. I didn’t care if it was hard. I was willing to crawl through glass for a 1% improvement. That book gave me hope, but more importantly, it gave me something to do.

Taking the approach that it was easier to ask forgiveness than permission, I changed Connor’s diet when my husband was on a week-long trip out of town. I started by taking out milk.  Within two days he’d stopped running in circles. Within two weeks, he had adopted his cousin’s stuffed bunny, renamed him Carrots, started singing lullabies and pretending to put him to bed.  There was no way I was giving that bunny back. Sorry, Chloe.

Biomed support made all the difference

I found a small group of parents who had started a local biomed support group.  Those parents became a lifeline. They connected me to doctors and therapists, pointed me to online support and resources, and became my friends.  A few months in we found a Defeat Autism Now doctor out-of-state who was a godsend, Dr John Green, in Oregon City, Oregon.  He was our team leader and a true thought partner.

Dr Green did a full battery of nutritional testing, including pee, poop, and blood tests.  Once we had good nutritional values, we started oral DMPS for chelation.

The school week following our first chelating weekend was interesting.  Two of the most skeptical therapists we had–top-notch speech therapists that had zero faith in biomed and special diets–both came to me to tell me Connor had turned a corner and they had seen significant improvement just that week.  I mentioned to the first I suspected the new treatment we started was helping.  She just rolled her eyes.  When the second mentioned the slew of emerging skills, I just smiled.

We became early adopters of biomedical interventions.  We tried chelation, IVs, targeted nutrition, antifungals, antibiotics, methyl B12, and supplements.  I attended conferences. I read books, medical papers, and spent hours online. I took classes and even got through half of a degree in naturopathy before the school closed down. I was obsessed with helping my son improve.  He had eczema, a million food allergies, sky high viral titres–especially for measles, intractable yeast and clostridia overgrowth, heavy metals, oxidative stress, nutritional deficiencies, low-level mitochondrial dysfunction, chronic diarrhea, bowel impactions, reflux, leaky gut, plus weak nails and brittle hair. For a year or two he didn’t gain any weight and his sleep–which had always been good–went to hell when his was five.  We continued to test everything: hair, pee, poop, blood.

Recovery? Not on the radar

Recovery wasn’t even a concept I entertained.  I just wanted life to be manageable.  Frankly, day to day life sucked.  My son was an anxious wreck and everything was stressful, if not flat out traumatic, for him. I couldn’t think more than three months ahead until our next doctor’s appointment. It was an immediate and narrowly focussed life, but it paid off. My son began to emerge from the fog of pain and disconnection.  He gained three years of expressive speech in 12 months.  He stopped tantrumming.  Life got easier for everyone and I had a fire in my belly.

When Connor was in the second grade, we had him re-evaluated.  The psychologist didn’t remove the diagnosis, but downgraded him to “very mild PDD.” He also registered a nearly 50 point improvement in his IQ scores.

It was interesting to me that none of the psychologists or educational therapists involved in that re-evaluation asked us what we did, like that kind of overall improvement and a 45-50 point increase in IQ scores happens every day.

Connor’s recovery wasn’t fast, cheap, or easy. He had several plateaus and at least two significant and scary regressions.

He made another huge leap in improvement after age nine when we added an extensive regimen of combination homeopathy under the direction of our holistic pediatrician.  Every morning and evening I would mix his prescribed dose of up to 10 different remedies–5 drops of one, 10 of another, 30 of a third–feeling like a mad scientist, but seeing definite improvement across the board. We prepped him for another round of prescription antifungals and the combination of the two approaches cinched it.  We’ve never had to look at that kind of treatment since.

Where he is today

Today Connor is 17 and he has recovered from autism.  He had a few bumpy years with depression and anxiety when he hit puberty (DO NOT underestimate puberty), but has come out the other side with the help of excellent medical and therapeutic care.  Last summer we ran a series of tests like we used to do when we first started.  Everything looked great: the number and severity of food allergies (real IgE, histamine moderated allergies) has decreased dramatically and all the metabolic markers were normal.  The tests for organic acids, dysbiosis and gut function were all pretty much perfect.  I got teary looking at them and I swear I’d frame them if it wouldn’t mortify him with embarrassment.

Last summer he decided he wanted to be ripped.  He changed his diet to primal/paleo excluded most grains and chips, added grass-fed or pastured meats, full fat Greek yogurt and fruit-and-kale smoothies.  He achieved his goal, but he also blew away that remaining cloud of anxiety and depression.


He’s a lovely young man: kind, good natured, and good humored. He loves movies, heavy metal, photography, and theater.  He takes on stand on the side of social justice in all things and thinks about life and the people he encounters.  I couldn’t be happier or prouder. He’s happy that he can have the occasional pizza out with friends with no ill effect. (Yes, the whole pizza.  Teen boys and their appetites.)

What we did

So what did we do to get here?  A fairly complete list includes:

  • GFCF diet, with removal of all allergens
  • antioxidants
  • high dose Vitamin A
  • herbs
  • homeopathy, both classical and combination
  • antibiotics
  • antifungals
  • enzymes
  • probiotics
  • methyl B12, TMG, and folinic acid
  • DMPS chelation, both oral and transdermal
  • N-acetyl cysteine transdermal lotion
  • TTFD
  • glutathione, both IV and transdermal
  • cranial sacral therapy
  • BodyTalk
  • …and lots and lots of prayer.

Keep in mind that this was in addition to occupational therapy with sensory integration 2-4 times per week, special ed preschool, full-inclusion through second grade; speech therapy; social skills groups; Floortime; RDI; special needs soccer; and karate.

There were things we tried that didn’t work or caused a negative reaction.  I had a very sensitive kid and had to go very slowly. For example I tried eight different enzymes before I hit on one that worked.  I begged samples from my support group and went through them one at a time. One gave Connor stomach aches, another gave him an eczema flare, and a third triggered odd behavior.

Food allergies and his extreme pickiness limited his diet.  A trial of the Specific Carbohydrate Diet exacerbated his eczema and food allergies, so we went back to what had worked before.  Please note: I recovered my kid during a six-year period where he never ate more than eight different foods.

Yes, we were lucky.  My son responded early and consistently enough to show me that there was a definite biological basis to his autism.  But it wasn’t just luck; we didn’t give up when we got overwhelmed.  I was devoted to his recovery to the exclusion of just about everything else. If something didn’t work or he hit a plateau, I just maintained until I had enough energy or found a new approach to the issue and pushed forward. There was always something new on the horizon and always, always there was hope.

I was also lucky–and I’m still lucky–that my husband stood shoulder-to-shoulder with me on this.  We never stopped moving forward. No matter how dark my own world was–and at one point I couldn’t drive my son to therapy without having a panic attack myself–or how expensive the treatments were, we didn’t stop. It was worth it. Hope is always worth it.

And that’s our story.


Here are some books and resources.

(I’m trying to figure out how to insert the Amazon.com widget. Be patient. I was an English major, not a computer science major)

Healing and Preventing Autism: A Complete Guide by Jenny McCarthy and Dr. Jerry Kartzinel
Very good overview of biomedical interventions. Whatever you think about Jenny McCarthy, she certainly shone the light of the media on biomedical treatments. She teams up with Dr Jerry Kartzinel, a very experienced Defeat Autism Now doctor and “interviews” him for the content of the book.

Changing the Course of Autism: A Scientific Approach for Parents and Physicians by Bryan Jepson, Katie Wright and Jane Johnson. This is the book that has all the research articles you could ever want to wave in front of some disbelieving pediatrician or skeptical family member.

Healing the New Childhood Epidemics: Autism, ADHD, Asthma, and Allergies: The Groundbreaking Program for the 4-A Disorders by Kenneth Bock. I really like this book because it expands the view beyond autism to include other neuro-immune issues. It’s all connected, people! Dr Bock is another very experienced DAN doctor.

The Autism Book: What Every Parent Needs to Know About Early Detection, Treatment, Recovery, and Prevention (Sears Parenting Library) by Robert Sears. This is a gentle but comprehensive introduction to biomedical treatments, including diet, antifungals, detox.

The Kid-Friendly ADHD & Autism Cookbook, Updated and Revised: The Ultimate Guide to the Gluten-Free, Casein-Free Diet by Pamela Compart

The Autism & ADHD Diet: A Step-by-Step Guide to Hope and Healing by Living Gluten Free and Casein Free (GFCF) and Other Interventions by Barrie Silberberg

Special Diets for Special Kids, Volumes 1 and 2 Combined: Over 200 REVISED and NEW gluten-free casein-free recipes, plus research on the positive … ADHD, allergies, celiac disease, and more! by Lisa Lewis Ph.D.

Cooking for Isaiah: Gluten-Free & Dairy-Free Recipes for Easy Delicious Meals by Silvana Nardone (I admit I don’t have this cookbook, but I want it!!)






There’s enough information on any of these sites to keep you up late reading for weeks.

Good luck and Godspeed. It is my sincerest hope that you can find what you need to help your child function in this world, to live knowing love, to find meaningful work, to participate in life to their highest potential.

Disclaimer: I am not a medical professional and I am not qualified to give any medical advice. I am a mom who has spent a lot of time and energy learning about biochemistry, neurology, immunology, gut health, healing diets and alternative modalities. I am happy to share what I’ve learned as a starting point in your own education. Please consult with a licensed medical professional for advice and guidance.

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ALF device update–look at that smile!

Phase One: Complete!


Somehow, we hit the sweet spot of pre-puberty growth and appropriate timing for the ALF device and Kyle has completed Phase One in exactly one year.  Woot!  He’s been device-free for almost 5 months and his bite is stable.  We go back in 2 months for photos and bite register to officially wrap this up.  Our plan: he grows a bit more, a few more teeth come in, and then we start Phase Two.  In the meantime, we only need to check in twice a year.


It doesn’t always work this fast or this well.  What’s the phrase…your mileage may vary (YMMV).  However, I am overjoyed for something to go relatively smoothly and painlessly.  Traditional orthodontia would have had us cranking open his upper palate with a butterfly expander, something our pediatric neurologist wasn’t very keen on.  Me neither.

This has been an easier and less traumatic, although pricier, option. Worth. Every. Penny.


For more information on ALF devices, check this out.



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Stuffed chicken breast with sun-dried tomatoes, mushrooms, and bacon…oh, and cheese…and gravy

  Happy accident!  I had the following in my fridge the HAD to be cooked (or tossed the next day): 2 packages of chicken breast, 2 small heels of raw cheddar, a thawed package of Applegate Farms organic turkey bacon, and a package of sliced mushrooms that were teetering on the verge of cook-me-or-compost-me, and the the last glassful at bottom of a bottle of white wine. I was stuck in the kitchen for half an hour anyway waiting for a handy man to finish up a quick job. I pulled all this out and, inspired by a random video on Facebook, came up with this:

Stuffed Chicken Breast with Sun-Dried Tomatoes and Bacon

I think pancetta would be a brilliant substitute for the turkey bacon. Also, feel free to leave out the cheese (although the gravy may suffer 😉) or substitute with something you prefer. I would not put raw pork bacon in the middle of this. I don’t think it will cook adequately. If you use pork bacon, pre-cook it, but leave it soft.


  • 4 chicken breasts, boneless and skinless
  • 2 c. sliced mushrooms
  • 3/4 c. white wine
  • 1/2 c. sun-dried tomatoes
  • 2 slices turkey bacon, cut in half
  • 4 slices raw mild cheddar cheese, about 1/2 oz each
  • 2 eggs, beaten
  • 1 c gluten-free breadcrumbs, seasoned with salt and pepper
  • Salt and pepper to taste
  • …and don’t forget the toothpicks!


Preheat oven to 350.

The key to this is setting up the mise en place. Line everything up BEFORE you start.  Trust me on this one!

This is what my mise looked like:


  • Oil baking dish, spread mushrooms out evenly on bottom of baking dish.  Pour wine over top. Set at the end of your mise en place assembly line.
  • Flatten chicken breasts, pounding them out between two layers of plastic wrap. I used a small bottle of tapenade as my hammer.
  • On the underside of the flattened chicken breast, lay out a few pieces of sun-died tomatoes, one piece of turkey bacon, and a small piece of cheese.
  • Roll each chicken breast, secure with toothpicks.
  • Dip in beaten egg, getting all sides.
  • Roll in seasoned breadcrumbs
  • Set in baking dish, toothpick side up, on top of the mushrooms.
  • Cover and bake for 30 minutes.
  • Removed cover so the tops can brown and bake another 10-15 minutes.


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Taureau des Gardiens, a.k.a., slow bull, or Provencal cowboy stew

IMG_8859There were two tour leaders on my recent trip.  One was the author Kathleen McGowan and t he other was her dear friend Isobel Denham.  Isy has a wicked sense of humor and a musical voice.  One day we piled onto the bus, hot and exhausted from a climb up Ste Baume and Isy calls out over the PA, in a trilling voice, “I need to send our dinner order ahead to the restaurant in Stes Maries-de-la-Mer.  Who wants slow bull?”Yes, that’s what she said.  Slow bull.  Yummmm.  Sign me up.

The Camargue (pronounces Com-ARGH) region is populated by wild white horses, black bulls, and migrating pink flamingos.  It’s the reputed site where Mary Magdalene landed in France, along with St Mary Jacobi, St Mary Salome, and St Sarah.  The place is alive with music (think Gypsy Kings on every corner), sun, and Mediterranean chill.

IMG_8864(yes, the sky was really that blue)

This is my re-creation of slow bull.  Hands down one of the best meals I had in France. Oh, this was my salad.  I never eat raw tomatoes, but I finished half of this.  Amazing:


What they served me, with a nice side of local Camargue rice.


My version:


Taureau des Gardiens

I didn’t brown my stew meat.  If you prefer to do this, brown the meat in the cooking fat of your choice, remove, then cook onions.


  • 3 lbs lean stew beef
  • 2 onions, minced
  • 3 cloves garlic, minced
  • 3 Tbsp avocado oil or lard
  • 15 oz can chopped tomatoes
  • 1-2 cups decent red wine (I used the empty can from the tomatoes to measure)
  • 1 1/2 to 2 cups carrots, cut into chunks
  • 1 cup black olives, drained and pitted
  • 1 cup chicken or beef broth
  • 3 Tbsp tomato paste
  • 3 Tbsp Herbes du Provence
  • 2 Tbsp dried parsley
  • 1 Tbsp dried thyme
  • 1 Tbsp worcester sauce
  • 2 tsp sea salt
  • 1 tsp black pepper
  • 1/2 tsp ground cloves


  • Heat Dutch oven on stove top over medium heat.
  • Add avocado oil or lard.
  • Cook minced onions and garlic until soft and just beginning to caramelize.
  • Throw everything in pot or crockpot and cook on low for 4-6 hours.

Bon apetit!

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