I wish I could tell you this last weekend before going raw was filled with all sorts of edible debauchery: piling on the pizza and burgers and sugary sweets. I know it’d make for a better story. But a) bogging down my system with that much junk before starting a cleansing diet is probably the stupidest thing I could do. And b) I got walloped with a horrible cold yesterday, so I pretty much had little choice but to make it a weekend of tea, chicken soup and sleep.
I managed to peel myself from my covers this afternoon to visit Glen at Catch a Healthy Habit so I could stock up on some last minute tips and supplies before tomorrow’s official start. It’s an unexpected find in downtown West Haven, but customers are coming from long distances for the café’s treats and supplements, and for the regular lectures and potlucks that Glen hosts there. It’s a cool little space, and I’m hoping to get our threesome out there for one of his events.
My biggest concern in going raw is getting enough protein, which I’m already lacking in my usual diet. So I picked up some containers of hemp seeds and chia seeds to rotate with the raw almonds, cashews and nut butters that I’ll look to as good sources of protein. I was still feeling like I got hit with a train, so I took Glen up on his suggestion for a pick-me-up shot of freshly-juiced wheatgrass. (It cracked me up when he opened his refrigerator – nothing but leafy greens and carrots. I'd like to do a side-by-side comparison with the sad state of affairs my fridge was about a week ago).
Yeah. My refrigerator doesn't look like this, either.
I tossed back the green shot and headed to my local health food store. Interesting note: I mostly shopped from the store’s perimeter. I noticed that because I mainly bought fresh produce, bulk or refrigerated items, I had little reason to venture into the main aisles of boxed, packaged and canned foods. Anyhow, I have to say I winced at the final bill at check out. It was about twice as much than my usual weekly bill. I’m thinking (and hoping) that since a chunk of that came from stock items that’ll stretch for weeks, I’ll have much smaller bills the next few times around.
Ok, so I’m not going to lie, though. Before hitting the check-out, I first hit up the store’s bakery for one final sweet treat: my favorites there, a jelly-centered linzer cookie. It is vegan (no dairy), if that somehow makes any difference (which I really don’t think it does). I expected it would be some sort of decadent farewell, but it was rather anticlimactic, really.
I ate the cookie. It tasted good. And that was about it.
And now, groceries unpacked and refrigerator stocked, I’m thinking a final hot bowl of chicken soup might be in order before my bed calls. How’s that for a last supper?
Look at my grocery stash. Who said we wouldn't have enough to eat on a raw food diet?