RawVee
02-12-2007, 11:26 AM
So there I was, yesterday, on the 16th day of being 100% raw. I've been feeling great, looking great, loving life. And I'm out getting some flowers at the store, when suddenly, it hits. I want gnocci. I've battled a few pasta/bread cravings in the beginning of the raw diet, but this time it won. I went to a local Italian place and got carryout gnocci.
Perhaps it was a final sayonara to this stuff. But I can assure you, it will never happen again. The pasta, which once tasted soooo good to me, tasted like hunks of paste. The cheese tasted like wet cardboard. (and this was a good restaurant, LOL) And I couldn't finish it. But the little I did eat sat in my stomach like a rock until I ate some fresh, organic pineapple and took a spoonful of flax oil. And instead of beating myself up for "slipping," I thanked myself for "acknowledging."
Raw is really better. And for someone who used to LOVE gnocci, that's saying a lot. :)
Peace!
Perhaps it was a final sayonara to this stuff. But I can assure you, it will never happen again. The pasta, which once tasted soooo good to me, tasted like hunks of paste. The cheese tasted like wet cardboard. (and this was a good restaurant, LOL) And I couldn't finish it. But the little I did eat sat in my stomach like a rock until I ate some fresh, organic pineapple and took a spoonful of flax oil. And instead of beating myself up for "slipping," I thanked myself for "acknowledging."
Raw is really better. And for someone who used to LOVE gnocci, that's saying a lot. :)
Peace!