Flax. It’s what’s for dinner.

Yum. Flax seeds. I'll follow this up with a thirst-quenching dip in the bird bath.

Photo de digiyesica

I’ve mentioned a couple thousand times how the two G’s (gav and gab) are Picky Peckers at the dinner table.  What was once an already limited menu for the two of them has steadily been whittled down to a toothpick essentially air.  Yes, Mom. The air tonight is both delicious and filling.  One more inhale bite and I’ll just pop.  ::pop::  And, there goes all that nutritious air…wasted.

So, I’ve toyed with ways of packing/hiding extra bits of nutrition in the few bits of solid matter they’re willing to introduce to their mouth.  Willing Mouth, say hello to tonight’s uninvited dinner guest, Flax.  What they don’t know won’t hurt them and will hopefully make them healthier.  And, what I know won’t hurt me and will hopefully make me healthier, too.  

Why flax?  Uhhhh, we’re all about honesty here, right?  I decided to begin this lifestyle overhaul with flax because…wait for it…are you ready?…I saw a huge honkin’ 40 oz container of it at C0stc0. I really should be banned from that store.  

I have a lot of f*ckin’ flax.  Hey, if anyone wants a flask or ten of some organic cold milled flax, I got’s what you need.  I can satisfy that fix for flax.  

I became starry-eyed when I read the label. 

Omega-3!

Good source of fiber!

Lignans!

Protein!

(i added the exclamation points! for umph!  although the flax was shouting at me in the store.)

Sh!t, I thought.  We can drop food altogether and just start eating a few scoopfuls of flax everyday.  

I was so excited to get the barrel of flax home and try it out on unsuspecting Gab.  I went into ninja mode and did a few flips off the side of the refrigerator as I retrieved her juice.  Filled her sippy cup with juicy goodness leaving some room for the delicious undetectable flax.  Yeh, undetectable flax in a sippy cup?  This ninja was clearly a stealth idiot.  

Did I think the ground flax would dissolve in the juice?  I don’t know.  I do know that I handed the gloopy juice to Gab anyway in hopes she wouldn’t notice the sawdust filling her cup.  

She noticed.

The flax basically filled the spout of her cup.  Yes, I am brilliant.  Please, please, no more applause. Please take your seats.  

So, I knew I couldn’t hide the flax in anyone’s juice.  Before you suggest smoothies, save your breath fingertips.  I’ve already tried yummy fruity smoothies with both kids.  I might as well have offered them Satan’s bile over crushed ice.  

Double Gs eat eggs on occasion, so here, have some flax in your scrambled eggs.  Who cares that it’s Omega-3 on top of Omega-3?  Or, that, hark!  You can see the flax.  Why is there dirt in my eggs?  Yuck.  I’m not eating these.

And, that’s as far as I’ve gotten with the Great Flax Endeavor.  I plan on trying out a pancake recipe, although I hear the flax makes the pancakes less fluffy.  As long as they don’t appear to be filled with dirt/sawdust, we might have flax success.  

A couple of notes here:

• wreke, you mentioned flax oil instead.  I didn’t see a 40 oz container of that at C0stc0. Also, I think I read something about ground flax being “better” than the oil in that the oil lacks the fiber component.  
• Reading up on flax (are you tired of seeing that word flax yet?  sorry.  it is a post about flax. flaaaaaaax, flax, flax, flax), there is concern of it degrading when cooked.  But, from my internet digging (and we all know the internet is always right), the majority say ground flax remains flax even when cooked; you still get all the flaxy goodness even after a scorching spell in a 350 degree oven.  The flax oil, however, I’m not so sure.  You’ll have to do your own digging on that one.
• xup also pointed out that flax will keep your hormones in check.  Yep, that would be the lignans doin’ their thang.  
• I am not a flax doctor.  I only play one on the internet.  Please consult a flax professional before purchasing 40 oz of your own flax.
• Seriously, anybody want some flax?