The Book

The Paleo Healing Cookbook

my cookbook

now in paperback!

It’s here! If you’re new to the Paleo Autoimmune Protocol or in need of some elimination phase inspiration, this is the cookbook for you – and it’s available wherever books are sold! If you’re one of the millions of people in the world with an autoimmune disease,

I wrote The Paleo Healing Cookbook for you.

The Paleo Autoimmune Protocol is a powerful healing tool for reducing inflammation and achieving relief from – or even remission – of your autoimmune symptoms, but it can be overwhelming to remember all the “do’s” and“don’ts” when you first start to follow it. That’s why I walk you through the details in a simple, approachable way and have packed in over 120 recipes that are nutrient dense, family friendly and 100% elimination phase ready!

But that’s not all. I wrote this book to show you – from the new-to-the-protocol people to the seasoned experts – that following the Paleo Autoimmune Protocol doesn’t have to mean you’re stuck eating boring, bland food! My approach is all about flavor. It’s still possible to make boldly seasoned flavorful dishes. The recipes in this book will show you how, using interesting food pairings and twists on classic dishes. I’ve tried to give you back the foods I never thought would be possible on the Paleo Autoimmune Protocol. Got a craving for curry? I’ve got you covered. Missing internationally inspired dishes? You can have those. Want to make some comfort food? You still can!

The Paleo Healing Cookbook features:

120+ elimination phase recipes:
from breakfast through to dessert
A clear and concise walkthrough
of the Paleo Autoimmune Protocol
Your guide to nutrient density:
what it is and why you want it
8 themed menus that show you
how to combine recipes for
family feasts
80 full color photographs
Approximately 90% coconut free
and 85% Whole30-friendly recipes
Allergy friendly: every recipe is grain,
soy, dairy, nut, seed, egg and nightshade
free
Familiar ingredients: minimal use of
special flours or expensive specialized
ingredients

What people are saying about The Paleo Healing Cookbook:

“A masterful collection of innovative yet accessible recipes that will get you eating a healing diet without even a second of missing out on flavor! With complex, bold and enticing flavors, [The Paleo Healing Cookbook] allows you to… nourish both your body and soul with the same amazing bite!”

Sarah Ballantyne, PHD, New York Times Bestselling author ofThe Paleo Approach and The Paleo Approach Cookbook, Co-author of The Healing Kitchen
“Rachael has created something truly beautiful – the kind of beautiful that speaks to your head, your heart, AND your stomach! To have a suite of delicious, creative, healthful, gorgeously-photographed recipes that appeal to any palate is an accomplishment; to create such a thing for those following an autoimmune protocol is something truly sensational… a scene-stealer!”

Liz Wolfe, NTP, author of Eat The Yolks
If you serve Rachael Bryant’s flavor-packed dishes to your family, no one will suspect that these autoimmune-friendly dishes are missing anything. In fact, I bet they’ll demand seconds and thirds!

Michelle Tam, New York Times Bestselling author of Nom Nom Paleo: Food For Humans
“I wish I’d had this cookbook when I did my own 3-month AIP experiment. It would have made the experience entirely more delicious. Rachael’s creative recipes put tangy flavors (like BBQ Sauce) and creamy textures (hello, gravy!) back on the menu. This cookbook is a welcome treat for anyone following the AIP.”

Melissa Joulwan, author of Well Fed: Paleo Recipes For People Who Love To Eat and Well Fed 2: More Paleo Recipes For People Who Love To Eat
“[The Paleo Healing Cookbook] makes what otherwise seems like a daunting dietary change effortless and incredibly tasty. With this book as your guide, you will have endless ideas of dishes to prepare that will excite your palate as well as heal your body.”

Mickey Trescott, NTP, author of The Autoimmune Paleo Cookbook
“Rachael has created the ultimate cookbook for anyone on a restricted diet who just wants to enjoy food again… packed with approachable recipes that build a foundation for eating healthily, feeding your body, and warming your soul. Rachael has masterfully developed big flavors and created internationally inspired dishes you’ve had to give up…until now. You can trust the recipes to help you on your healing journey.”

Stephanie Gaudreau, author of The Performance Paleo Cookbook and The Paleo Athlete
“As someone who is struggling to make a lasting transition to an AIP-oriented diet, I want to share with all of you that her food is absolutely fantastic. Like, blow-your-mind-how-can-this-be-AIP kind of amazing…Not only did I find myself in awe at how approachable her recipes were to prepare, but the ingredients were fully accessible for “normal” people in“normal” stores… My kids cleaned their plates every single time I served arecipe. We’re talking squash for breakfast, folks!”

Ciarra Hannah, creator of Popular Paleo and author of The Frugal Paleo Cookbook
“In The Paleo Healing Cookbook, Rachael gives you recipes that combine vegetables, fruits, and meats in a way you may not have ever thought was possible. This cookbook has an amazing group of nutrient-dense recipes that not only taste fantastic, but will help your body heal… you don’t have to sacrifice flavor in order to live a healthy lifestyle, and following an autoimmune-friendly diet can be more delicious than you ever thought it could be!”

Amy Densmore, founder of Paleo Cupboard and author of The Paleo Cupboard Cookbook

buy the cookbook!

The Paleo Healing Cookbook is available now!

Want to see all the details? Check out the recipe index here!

You can find The Paleo Healing Cookbook in bookstores and order your copy online through Amazon (hardcover & paperback) and Barnes & Noble (hardcover & paperback). You can also find it in ebook format, available through Amazon, Barnes & Noble, iTunes or Google Play. It is available internationally through the Book Depository in both hardcover & paperback.

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The further I got into sobriety, the more I realiz

The further I got into sobriety, the more I realized I’ve been trying to make this food blogging thing fit when it doesn’t. You know when you’re kind of good at something, so you keep doing it because eventually that’s got to lead to success or happiness or something that you should want? But instead, I felt like I was constantly behind where I ‘should’ be, never able to make content fast or well or often enough. And nothing I produced ever felt good enough.

Later, I thought I was sabotaging myself to keep myself small. That I was scared to try because I was scared to fail. True and untrue, all at once. But underneath all of those ‘should’s, the real reason I never felt authentic or real doing any of these things is because, if I had really listened, I would have known that it has never been what I wanted.

I don’t want to be defined by a diet or how I eat, even when both of those things were a very true part of my life’s experience. I don’t want to be pouring myself into something that gives me nothing back. Which is exactly how slinging recipes into an abyss has felt for so long.

I haven’t been ‘doing it wrong’. I’ve been doing the wrong thing entirely.

For years of – perhaps all of -- my life, I’ve told myself that I’m lazy, unproductive, just not good enough. But I suspect my inability to do the things that I ‘should’ is intrinsically linked with my body trying its hardest to tell me what my mind refused to say clearly: “you’re not happy doing this, you don’t care about this, this isn’t who you are.”

And what is true about yourself is always, always worth knowing. Even if that means you don’t know what the way forward looks like.

The only part of this I’ve ever loved, the little snippet of truth in this mess my mind has made, is the creation. It’s the making of something from nothing, turning an idea into a tangible thing and then again into something intangible in the form of a photograph.

Turning nothing into something into a memory of what was.

Which means this tiny kernel of a beginning is that I’m not really a recipe developer or a food photographer or anything I thought or told myself I was. Maybe I’m just an artist?

If you, too, are seeking simplicity and comfort of

Before & after // I didn’t take any photos for a $Before & after // I didn’t take any photos for a year. Sobering-up-me was a being of fractures. Sharp edges that didn’t fit anywhere, no matter how many times I rearranged or reimagined the pieces. People seem to think (or I apparently assumed) that becoming sober brings an automatic sense of the whole, of coming back together. That it’s as simple as taking away perhaps the only thing that was, in the strangest sense, holding them together in the first place. Magically yielding a version of the ‘before’ that is not yet broken in the ‘after’. Maybe that’s true for some people. But sobering me was an agonizing act of disassembly. It was heading back to cuckoo land and knowing that this time, the nest was never mine. It was realizing that I had always known I was the interloper, pushing others out of the nest to stay alive in a constant state of mimicry that became its own death anyway. Sobering-me wondered if her old creativity was another act of imitation pushing her ever closer to the edge. Hi, I’m the cuckoo, it’s me. When you’ve never known who you are, how can there be anything familiar to fly back to? For some, sobriety might be a reclamation, but mine has been a kind of excavation. Part extrication, part excommunication. I wasn’t yet a year sober when I picked up my camera again, my first foray into what may or may not be left behind. I picked something simple, a cozy soup as a placeholder to practice camera settings & styling again. But that March-cold light wasn’t what I wanted to see. I used to feel like editing photos after the fact was about ‘fixing’ them; that it was about finding what was ‘wrong’ with what I’d made in the first place. The same way that part of me wanted to portray my self-portrait last post as a sober ‘after’ without acknowledging the ‘before’. As though the after is a new version of me, as fixed as my stare. But any after cradles it’s before at it’s heart. So, just as I’ve warmed & brightened this photo to create the sense of contentment that I wanted to see, I’ve shown you the before, too. I can’t have one without the other. There’s no sobriety without what came before. No thawing tenderness that doesn’t follow the cold.$

Eighteen months of sobriety have me seeing myself,

Eighteen months of sobriety have me seeing myself, if not for the very first time, perhaps in the most honest way.

I learned to put on my makeup in a compact mirror, a whole face in shattered parts. Piece by barely framed piece, directing an abstract spotlight on only the detail I thought I needed to fix somehow.

I taught myself never to take a step back, never to look at the whole, never to see truly what was in front of me. To fold myself into my own palm, an enclosed prism. Click.

My face has forever been something yo avoid, a thing I reflexively glaze over, unfocused eyes with too much zoom in the lens, an intrinsic crack in the glass of my sight. Click.

I’ve always been the person behind the camera so that no one could direct it at me. When it whispered, the thought of taking my own portrait for the first time surprised me. Sober me is starting to raise her voice, even if it’s only at herself for now.

The part of me that over complicates everything pulled at me to turn taking a quick snap into an overwhelmingly stylized photo shoot. Another mask; another performance. That voice started listing all the things I had to fix or tidy or make pretty or palatable. Which I realized now was another attempt at staying hidden while pretending to be visible.

Instead, I promised myself that I would set up my camera as simply as possible. Just the same as I would light anything else to let it shine as it is.

So here I am. No distractions, just me looking into my own camera for the first time and meeting myself on the other side. Click.

It’s strange to look at this image - of myself, for once - and see my typical photography style poking through without meaning to. Limited styling, rich depths, pops of bold natural color, perhaps a little more darkness than makes other people comfortable. And still: just me.

Hi, I’m Rach.

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