Three weeks raw
Yesterday I donated the last of my canned items to the local food pantry.
The apple essene bread I made wasn't that good. I put honey and some sunflower sprouts on it, and it was an okay meal, but that's all. Last night I made "garlic toast" and we'll see tonight how it comes out. I made more fruit leather, too, and I got set up for more uncooking today.
I ran out of food last night. Nothing appealed to me. So I need to come up with more ideas, things that I'm willing to eat.
I know my tastes are changing b/c I can look at cooked food and not feel tempted. Whether I can resist it when I'm out with family and friends or when people push it at me--that's another story. Meanwhile, I'm building my raw muscles and retraining my taste buds.
How seductive our old habits are, though. I was driving to the store this morning and caught myself craving a diet Pepsi, which used to be my morning drink. I never had more than one a day, but it's still something that I no longer want in my body at all.
Today I have more recipes to try. I think I'll have to get a 9-tray dehydrator at the rate I'm going.