Raw Day 28: Fear, Uncertainty, and… Pride

Breakfast: Smoothie – 1 c. spinach, 1 banana, 6 strawberries, 1 c. frozen fruit, 1 c. pineapple

Afternoon: 1 tbsp pumpkin seeds; 1 piece of raw chocolate

Supper: 1 piece of arctic char gravlax, 1 tsp. diced onion; Smoothie – 2 frozen bananas; 1/8 c. cucumber

I’m going to keep the update relatively short today because I have a treat for all of you who have been following along with me. So let’s get down to business. I had a productive day doing half a winter’s worth of recycling and felt pretty good most of the day. Today, I also finally really understood all of those Snickers commercials. You know the ones: You’re not you when you’re hungry. Well, I was pretty hungry having missed lunch and got fairly short-tempered until I finally put some goodness in my belly at supper-time and got back to normal. And now…

You’ve been hearing about my adventure into raw food, but now I want to take a step back and give you the perspective of someone who just dipped their toes in for 1 meal. Below you’ll find my dining companion’s account making that scrumptious meal I had yesterday:

“It began shrouded in fear and uncertainty.

Considering the amount of pleasure I get from eating a good meal, and that V-Day is one of those dipped-in-chocolate holidays, I couldn’t be sure how this year’s day of romance would add up.

While I began referring to my Valentine fondly as ‘my raw Valentine,’ I was doubtful the day would be as cute as that little catch-phrase sounded.

I googled ‘raw food suppers’ in preparation; as much as I dislike adhering to recipes, my creative thinking in the realm of raw food is made up of single words and whole fruits – banana, apple, mango.

I discovered ‘raw food extravaganza pizza.’ Perfect. My valentine’s favourite food as a raw foodie is sun-dried tomatoes, and an entire layer of the four-layer endeavour was sun-dried tomatoes.

It took about an hour-and-a-half, with about a third of that time dedicated to washing and re-washing the food processor, which I have an entirely new level of respect for. What was once essentially a tool for quick garlic crushing, became the Little Loud Machine of Wonder – I watched in awe as it transformed cashews and lemon juice into ‘cheese,’ cashews and basil and salt into a malleable ‘crust’ and pulverized sun-dried tomatoes and raw honey into a sauce that rivals its cooked counterparts.

With each layer spooned onto the next, I felt a little more pride, but the ultimate reward was when I put our plates onto the table and my raw Valentine’s face lit up with happiness.

After eating it, I understood what my valentine keeps referring to as, ‘full, but not full.’

‘Do I need another supper?’ I asked myselt afterwards. I didn’t… for two and a half hours.”

A big thanks to my dining companion for recounting the experience for you all here on Exit Sideways and, of course, another big thank you for the delicious meal I got to scarf down in ecstasy.

Raw Day 27: The Triumphs and Failures of Valentine’s Day

Breakfast: Smoothie – 1.5 c. spinach, 7 strawberries, 1 banana, 1 c. frozen fruit, 1.5 c. pineapple

Early Afternoon: 3 pieces of raw chocolate

Late Afternoon: 3 pieces of raw chocolate; 1 cucumber

Supper: PIZZA! – cashew and basil crust, sun-dried tomato and raw honey sauce, cashew cheese, and diced red pepper, cilantro, yellow tomatoes, black olives, and red onion in a marinade of olive oil, lemon juice and honey; 1 glass of wine; 1 chocolate

You might think Valentine’s Day is about love, but you would be wrong. It’s about the chocolate. Think about it. It doesn’t matter if you’ve got a sweetie to hold tight, you’re rockin’ a solo v-day or you’re gathering up your friends to have an anti-valentine’s day – you’re going to be downing some chocolate. The stores all seem to have aisles spilling with boxes upon boxes of chocolates and after you walk past a few, you’ll eventually reach out and grab a heart-shaped box full of your favourite cocoa-infused treats not necessarily because you care about it being February 14th, but because you simply want chocolate.

Now, just because I’m eating raw that didn’t mean I would miss out on the chocolate. Nope. I was given the gift of homemade raw chocolate made with coconut oil, raw cacao powder, and maple syrup.

It made me weak in the knees.

Earlier in the day, I decided to treat my dining companion to breakfast in bed. So I was hunkered down over the stove flipping eggs, stirring hash browns, slicing cheese, and toasting bread. It was a bit agonizing to say the least. As the cheese started to melt and the hash browns started to crisp up in a pool of melted butter I very nearly drooled over the whole endeavor. I did, however, stick to my guns, but the rest of the day was spent with some serious cooked food cravings and I’m ready for the end of the Raw Thirty.

(Later) I have to retract that last sentence as I wrote it before supper. My dining companion hit the kitchen hard, whipping up a whole whack of amazing for supper. Yesiree, that “pizza” was incredibly fresh-tasting, had the perfect mix of ingredients and I was flabbergasted that it was all done for me. I certainly felt special, but let me be a little honest and put this into perspective for you: I didn’t mention something earlier about breakfast. You see, I didn’t notice, but the bread happened to have, well, mold. Just a little. That my dining companion ate. For Valentine’s Day.

So. I got an amazingly fresh and delicious raw pizza while my dining companion got mold. Happy Valentine’s Day to all…