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brightbluegirlDay 1 of being Raw. So far, I don't feel different. Mind you, I've eaten all of one meal.
Breakfast was smoothies with unstrained almond milk (we don't have cheesecloth yet), bananas, strawberries, and flax. Yum!
It occurred to me this morning, as I was showering and Andrew was busily blanching our soaked almonds so he could take the skins off for the almond milk, that I am so lucky to have a guy who enthusiastically gets on board for my crazy ideas.
We are inadvertently going vegan while we're raw - dairy products are pasteurized (with heat), and most meat is cooked. We've already decided that in the next two weeks, if there comes a day when one or both of us NEED something different, we're going to a sushi restaurant to have sashimi.
It'll be raw, we won't be eating cooked rice or anything, so it'll be on our diet... it'll just be fish. Not so vegan.
Our plan is to be as Raw as possible for the next two weeks, and re-evaluate from there.
We went to the co-op yesterday and spent $100 on food! Holee cow! We didn't really know what to expect, this being our first week raw. We were really worried we wouldn't have enough protein, and that we'd run out of food. So we overspent on the expensive items (like nuts).
We bought a pound and a half of almonds, which is more than enough, especially since we discovered that 1 cup of almonds makes 7 cups of almond milk. We also bought sunflower seeds and filberts and pine nuts.
We bought tons and tons of fruit and vegetables... 5 pounds of carrots, and 3 pints of strawberries, and melon and pineapple and coconut and a million tomatos and avocados and 2 bunches of bananas... well, you get the drift.
We bought a small papaya, too, to taste. A lot of Raw folks swear by papaya, but I've never tasted it, and Andrew's only had it dried. So we thought it would be fun to try one. Strangely, both the checkout girl and the produce girl said they hate papaya. The produce girl even called it Barf Fruit. (lovely thought) Once it's ripe, I'll be sure to let you know about the flavour.
We also bought some dried figs (I LOVE DRIED FIGS!), and even some little date/coconut bar thingies for sweets. Oh, and medjool dates, which apparently are yummy for making sweet things with.
It turns out that the checkout girl's boyfriend is Raw, and has been for years. We chatted about that for awhile, she's been thinking about trying it out herself. I told her we'd keep her updated on our progress.
I'm super paranoid about a) being hungry and b) eating too much and gaining weight. But I'm going to pay attention, and that should be enough.
After we spent all that money (and don't forget, we have that 18% discount, so that was a LOT of food - $120 before discount), we went to flying star for our last cooked meal in a while.
I got this Manzano pasta special - it was delish. Seriously delish. It had linguini and spinach and peppers and pine nuts and chicken and roasted garlic and fresh parmesan... it was so rich and so tasty and so orgasmic that I told myself "Eat until you're stuffed, eat eat eat eat!" And I tried... but I got only 2/3 through it and I just didn't have any space left. I WANTED to have space left, but I didn't, so I stopped.
I love that I listen to my body nowadays.
Andrew got this vietnamese skinny noodle dish, with crispy tofu (the kind that's perfectly soft in the middle and wonderfully crispy on the outside - I do wish I knew how to make it that way, but it's so obviously cooked, so I guess it doesn't matter right now). He somehow managed to eat all of it, AND finish off my pasta.
I love a man who can eat a ton and yet is active enough to be skinnyskinny. I wonder why that is. Part of it, I know, is that I can order anything I want, and not feel bad about not eating it all, because he'll finish it. (although, when I was alone, that's what take-out dishes were for)
And then we and the groceries walked home (Andrew somehow stuffed all those groceries into our backpacking pack, and carried them all home except some lettuce, which I carried. He's so amazing). We put everything away, tidied the house (our dishes had taken over the kitchen), and made our lunches for today.
We have home-made hummus with a ton of veggies, some nuts, some figs, and some date/coconut thingies. If that doesn't hold us over until dinner... well, he's working at the house of this woman who always wants to feed him, and I want to go to Wild Oats today to check out their berries (I heard they had a deal on), so we both have access to more food if we need it.
My obsession about not being hungry is wierd.
I mean, what's the point? Being hungry isn't so bad. In fact, for the last couple of weeks I've been playing with hunger a bit. I've found that I can last a couple of hours longer than usual, with a rumbly belly, and not notice any real adverse effects (there's a fine line, though, because my hypoglycemia DOES kick in after a certain time limit, and I get light headed and headachey and stoopid). And being hungry doesn't even FEEL bad. (It doesn't feel good, either, though.)
So I can't figure out when this rule against hunger came to be in my life. Was it when I found out I was hypoglycemic? Possibly. After all, hunger is a good indication of when to eat (duh!), to keep blood sugars level. It could have come from earlier, though. The feeling of hunger could have been associated with the feeling of being unloved. As I understand, that's common. I do know that's one of the reasons I overate in University and beyond.
I'm trying and trying to self examine and figure it out - but I really can't tell. Perhaps it's a little bit of both, all twined together.
That's fine. I can defeat it, no matter what the reason for it's existance.
Breakfast was smoothies with unstrained almond milk (we don't have cheesecloth yet), bananas, strawberries, and flax. Yum!
It occurred to me this morning, as I was showering and Andrew was busily blanching our soaked almonds so he could take the skins off for the almond milk, that I am so lucky to have a guy who enthusiastically gets on board for my crazy ideas.
We are inadvertently going vegan while we're raw - dairy products are pasteurized (with heat), and most meat is cooked. We've already decided that in the next two weeks, if there comes a day when one or both of us NEED something different, we're going to a sushi restaurant to have sashimi.
It'll be raw, we won't be eating cooked rice or anything, so it'll be on our diet... it'll just be fish. Not so vegan.
Our plan is to be as Raw as possible for the next two weeks, and re-evaluate from there.
We went to the co-op yesterday and spent $100 on food! Holee cow! We didn't really know what to expect, this being our first week raw. We were really worried we wouldn't have enough protein, and that we'd run out of food. So we overspent on the expensive items (like nuts).
We bought a pound and a half of almonds, which is more than enough, especially since we discovered that 1 cup of almonds makes 7 cups of almond milk. We also bought sunflower seeds and filberts and pine nuts.
We bought tons and tons of fruit and vegetables... 5 pounds of carrots, and 3 pints of strawberries, and melon and pineapple and coconut and a million tomatos and avocados and 2 bunches of bananas... well, you get the drift.
We bought a small papaya, too, to taste. A lot of Raw folks swear by papaya, but I've never tasted it, and Andrew's only had it dried. So we thought it would be fun to try one. Strangely, both the checkout girl and the produce girl said they hate papaya. The produce girl even called it Barf Fruit. (lovely thought) Once it's ripe, I'll be sure to let you know about the flavour.
We also bought some dried figs (I LOVE DRIED FIGS!), and even some little date/coconut bar thingies for sweets. Oh, and medjool dates, which apparently are yummy for making sweet things with.
It turns out that the checkout girl's boyfriend is Raw, and has been for years. We chatted about that for awhile, she's been thinking about trying it out herself. I told her we'd keep her updated on our progress.
I'm super paranoid about a) being hungry and b) eating too much and gaining weight. But I'm going to pay attention, and that should be enough.
After we spent all that money (and don't forget, we have that 18% discount, so that was a LOT of food - $120 before discount), we went to flying star for our last cooked meal in a while.
I got this Manzano pasta special - it was delish. Seriously delish. It had linguini and spinach and peppers and pine nuts and chicken and roasted garlic and fresh parmesan... it was so rich and so tasty and so orgasmic that I told myself "Eat until you're stuffed, eat eat eat eat!" And I tried... but I got only 2/3 through it and I just didn't have any space left. I WANTED to have space left, but I didn't, so I stopped.
I love that I listen to my body nowadays.
Andrew got this vietnamese skinny noodle dish, with crispy tofu (the kind that's perfectly soft in the middle and wonderfully crispy on the outside - I do wish I knew how to make it that way, but it's so obviously cooked, so I guess it doesn't matter right now). He somehow managed to eat all of it, AND finish off my pasta.
I love a man who can eat a ton and yet is active enough to be skinnyskinny. I wonder why that is. Part of it, I know, is that I can order anything I want, and not feel bad about not eating it all, because he'll finish it. (although, when I was alone, that's what take-out dishes were for)
And then we and the groceries walked home (Andrew somehow stuffed all those groceries into our backpacking pack, and carried them all home except some lettuce, which I carried. He's so amazing). We put everything away, tidied the house (our dishes had taken over the kitchen), and made our lunches for today.
We have home-made hummus with a ton of veggies, some nuts, some figs, and some date/coconut thingies. If that doesn't hold us over until dinner... well, he's working at the house of this woman who always wants to feed him, and I want to go to Wild Oats today to check out their berries (I heard they had a deal on), so we both have access to more food if we need it.
My obsession about not being hungry is wierd.
I mean, what's the point? Being hungry isn't so bad. In fact, for the last couple of weeks I've been playing with hunger a bit. I've found that I can last a couple of hours longer than usual, with a rumbly belly, and not notice any real adverse effects (there's a fine line, though, because my hypoglycemia DOES kick in after a certain time limit, and I get light headed and headachey and stoopid). And being hungry doesn't even FEEL bad. (It doesn't feel good, either, though.)
So I can't figure out when this rule against hunger came to be in my life. Was it when I found out I was hypoglycemic? Possibly. After all, hunger is a good indication of when to eat (duh!), to keep blood sugars level. It could have come from earlier, though. The feeling of hunger could have been associated with the feeling of being unloved. As I understand, that's common. I do know that's one of the reasons I overate in University and beyond.
I'm trying and trying to self examine and figure it out - but I really can't tell. Perhaps it's a little bit of both, all twined together.
That's fine. I can defeat it, no matter what the reason for it's existance.
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Date: 2003-06-01 04:17 pm (UTC)So then I thought about you and your raw diet, and wondered about the meat thing. I made a mental note to ask you if it was vegan, since it's difficult to eat any meat (other than fish) without cooking it. You answered that! I can't wait to hear more about this Raw thing and how it works out for you. It definitely sounds do-able and I even prefer raw foods.
Somehow I don't think you need to worry about eating too much, if nothing is cooked or processed, I'm sure your body will like all of it and not try to store it as fat.
Thank you for posting about your worries of being hungry. I do everything I can to stay away from being hungry early in the day. I drink coffee when my stomach growls, I'll eat one cracker so that it'll stop for even 10 minutes. Why? Because I want to save all those calories for later at night when I'm in snack mode. That needs to stop. I need to only eat when I'm hungry, and when I'm hungry is the perfect time to eat - not late at night when I'm bored and snacking. Not that I didn't already know that, but you made me repeat it to myself which helps tremendously.
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Date: 2003-06-05 11:49 am (UTC)I know what you mean about the late night snacking. I just had to find things that were low-cal enough to snack on.
My personal favorite is sunflower seeds (in the shell). 1/4 cup is only 63 calories (AND there's protein), and they take FOREVER to eat, because you have to shell them. (Of course, there's salt, though) I find that works the best for those bored-I-want-to-eat feelings.
Papaya.
Date: 2003-06-01 08:59 pm (UTC)If you've ever been to NYC and gotten hot dogs at Papaya King, you'd know their papaya juice is amazingly good. That was part of the reason why I wasn't expecting papaya to taste as it does - the juice probably is mixed with mango juice and/or milk to cut the taste. Not Gray's Papaya, mind you! Their hot dogs are arguably better, but not their papaya juice. Drink, actually, not juice. Yummy. Anyway.
The Raw Diet is intriguing. I couldn't do it, though, 'cause I have a mild food allergy thing where any fruits/vegetables cause my mouth to itch. I can't figure out why, and it drives me crazy that I can't have an apple without being uncomfortable for a long while afterward. Bleh.
I really hope it works for you, though. It sounds *very* interesting. ~ Youmna
Re: Papaya.
Date: 2003-06-04 09:57 am (UTC)Re: Papaya.
Date: 2003-06-04 09:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-06-02 08:15 am (UTC)