What the Hell is a Vegan and How Did I Get So Raw?
Once upon a time, I had never heard of a raw vegan diet… It’s strange that I honestly never even thought about vegetables or fruit being involved as mainstays of a raw vegan diet. Hell, I had never heard of such a thing. But I guess that if I’d been forced to hazard a guess as to what it was, my ideas would have hovered around sushi and steak tartar. Or maybe food you hadn’t cooked and shouldn’t even think of eating. But honestly? I was clueless. My friend, Alisa, changed all of that for me. She alone is responsible. What Do You Feed A Vegan? I operated a Bed…
The Raw Diet: Winterized
It’s winter again and with it comes the quandary about just how far to take the raw diet and where or if to make concessions. There is no sugar coating it: winter is not my favorite time of year. Apart from the occasional awe elicited when my high desert view arbitrarily masquerades as a winter wonderland – usually for all of two hours – I am definitely with the bears on this one and would gladly hibernate if it were at all possible. That not being in the cards, last year I decided to take up skiing again after a twenty year absence from the sport. People told me I…
Nuts and Seeds Morning Muesli
Until you really get the hang of it, the winter months can be challenging for the raw foodist – even if you’re just raw till 4. Sometimes a refreshing juice in the morning just isn’t cutting it. It’s completely normal to crave heavier foods as insulation against the cold. That’s when we have to turn to heartier fare to banish the winter doldrums. Enter our friends the nuts and seeds to give a little heft to our diet and keep us feeling pleasantly full and imminently satiated. That’s where this wonderful muesli makes its welcome appearance. Muesli is one of my favorite ways to start the day when it’s blustery…
I Get Raw With A Little Help From My Friends
Friends can be the ‘secret sauce’ when it comes to succeeding at something. Friends are the ones who encourage you, praise you and sometimes even give you a kick in the ass when you can’t reach around to do it yourself. They can be the glue that keeps you together, the cheerleaders who pump you up through the rough stuff. Most of my close female friends are far away. Sometimes I really miss them. Now it’s not that I don’t think of them often. I do. But it’s in a sort of ethereal way…like lovely background music that you somehow take for granted but would be looking around for if…
