Surviving in the wild.

Recently I said to the oncologist I wonder whose victim I would be: Would I die of cancer or would I starve to death?

As you perhaps know during chemo one struggles to eat and in many cases the smell of meat being prepared is the worst smell imaginable.

That happened to me as well. I couldn’t stand the smell or taste of meat. The result was my body started using up all my reserves and I lost 25kg in weight.

The Germans love to eat raw mince, tartar. My body started begging for mince. Friends invited me over. I accepted the invitation but told them I would bring my own food. At table I unpacked my meal: 250g beef mince, raw onion cut in fine slices, salt, pepper.

For the first time in fourteen months I managed to gorge myself on meat.

Last week I was in hospital for six days. The food of the Wilgers hospital was excellent. One day at lunch I asked them whether I could have my own food. As I prepared my food the staff couldn’t believe their eyes.

Thanks Andrew and Suzanne. The mince was excellent.

If you have the courage try this and please send me a picture of you eating the raw mince.

Perhaps one day we will have a National Raw Mince Day 🙂

Meal of mince

I am busy eating!