I'm a bit of a contrarian anyway -- just ask Joann -- but there's a big piece of raw dogma that's been bothering me.
Over the past few weeks, I've heard more than one raw-food enthusiast posit that the only reason for eating is to fuel the body by taking in nutrients.
That's true, from a strict-constructionist perspective. But by that token, human beings have only three biological imperatives: Eating, defecating and reproducing. Still, I kind of like vinyl records.
Point is, there's more to our lives, or should be, than the mechanics of living them. Regardless of my personal values (ahem), countless years of human evolution have turned eating into one of the chief ways we socialize. Reproduction has taken on the trappings of romance and love. I'd argue that life is richer as a result.