So on Day 1 post Raw Diet, I ate a 100% raw breakfast, a 80% raw lunch, and 0% raw dinner. For lunch, along with the leftovers of my awesome bloomed wild rice, I had some Mary’s Gone crackers. I was excited, pumped even, to have my first non-raw food in 15 days. Ate one cracker. Ate two. They tasted burnt, I thought. Kept eating them. They tasted…plain. Then, by the time I finished them, they were okay. But I LOVE Mary’s Gone, I thought. Still, about mid way through, I stopped eating them along with the bloomed wild rice because I felt like they were ruining it. For dinner I went out to a local restaurant, One World Cafe, and I had the same chili I’d craved time and time again over the years, “chock full of organic brown rice, vegetables and beans” the description reads. Took one bite. The vegetables were limp. Took another. The rice had disappeared into the stew. And where was the spice? All I could think about was the delicious raw chili I made a week ago, and the sprouted quinoa I had along with it.
So, what’s changed? Everything!! My soul and my taste buds has gotten so used to the textures, colors, bursting flavors, crispness, and freshness of raw food, that it’s incredibly underwhelming to eat cooked foods so far. I’m sure it’s a “getting used to” process. I’m certain in no time at all I will discover the yum factor again. But I hesitate in saying that too quickly, as I think…should I find the yum factor in cooked foods again? Should I listen to what my body is telling me, and continue my Raw foods journey. Maybe we’ll compromise. We, as in me and my body. I will continue reintroducing my cooked food favorites and go-to’s. But maybe Raw should be the foundation of any meal I have. For instance, with the chili tonight–if I were making it, maybe I add cooked beans and brown rice, but use raw veggies and a raw stew.
How could 28 years of cooked foods all of a sudden feel so foreign? I wasn’t expecting this to be one of the outcomes of my innocent little experiment. I was really expecting to be swimming through mounds of sweet potatoes and blowing bubbles in bisque by now. But all I really want is the raw oatmeal I have soaking in the fridge for breakfast tomorrow. Curious, eh? But here I am…imagine my surprise!