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Showing posts with label inappropriate. Show all posts

Monday, February 16, 2009

Raw Secrets Exposed

So today's food-related passage aimed at balancing the extremist in me, is from The Raw Secrets by Frédéric Patenaude:
For many people, raw-foodism has become a sort of religion where cooked food is evil and raw food is salvation. Many books have exaggerated the benefits offered by the raw diet and neglected practical application. Some raw foodists think that anything raw is better than anything cooked. They think that all they need to do is to eat raw foods and avoid cooked foods at all costs...

Many raw foodists, including myself, have promoted the concept that Dr. Doug Graham calls the Raw / Not Raw Philosophy. It is an oversimplification of all health principles into one criterion: "Is this raw?" Rather than wondering, "Is this healthy for me?" or, "What do I experience in my body after eating this," some raw-foodists only want to know, "Is this raw?" For vegans, the question is: "Is it vegan?"


Amen brutha. How does my body feel after eating this? I like that emotional responses are acknowledged as the best, most reliable measures of Right. I'm a girl, it's how I roll.

As an experiment I'll tone down the fats consumption and increase the fruit smoothies. I suspect I've been eating too many nuts and avocados according to Patenaude, but whatever -- I feel all right. I feel so good! (That's what people tell me when they hug me.) And tonight I rubbed my eye with a cayenne-powdered finger and my mouth is black from blueberry smoothies... but other than that, I look normal.

Here's a raw shot of an undressed salad caught with its veggie-nut pieces consorting with hemp seed nuts. The avocados only look innocent. Maybe somebody else should be the posterchild for this lifestyle.
tonights salad featuring raw catfood

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Appetites and Aversions

Nine days of eating raw foods. I feel most excellent. No little green men or righteous 80s dudes have visited me yet, but I remain naively optimistic that there are many, many vibrational frequencies more easily accessible to me in this raw food-induced state of wellbeing that are yet to be explored. Raw Foods for President! Vote for Change (of mental state)! Well, raw foods are inspiring but they wouldn't run a country. They'd be all over the food security issues, though.

This morning's green smoothie:

1 banana that I forgot to add until I was about to drink the smoothie
1 whole peeled grapefruit
1 tbsp. hemp seed nuts
2 cups spinach
a leaf of swiss chard
some water



This was last evening's view of English Bay that I drank with my eyes as I sat on one of the many birdpoop-saturated benches while talking on the phone to my Grandma. [Yes, the words birdpoop and drank should never be in the same sentence.]

Monday, January 19, 2009

Daily Postings?

Hi there.  


... but you can call me every day.

My name is Sonya; you may recognize me from such online excitements as ___, ____ and ____.  Those are my embarrassing sites that I don't want to discuss until I fix them in a lasting way.  Why not?  Because I am aware of my tendency to blur the artificial lines between my professional and personal life.  I don't see that as a bad thing on principle, but I'm not sure I want people to know more about me than I've reflected upon just yet.  This is also why I don't tell people about my blogs.  Sometimes I remember that people other than people like me can read the stuff I post and so in a fit of long-term projection I go back and delete all the swear words or posts that make more sense than I've meant for them to.  At other times, I leave those posts up, because the thought that someone might read something I've typed and take me seriously in the wrong way (and most ways in which people take me are not the ways I'd prefer) and be offended is worth the fleeting entertainment.

My point.  My point was that I DO post here every day, but some posts have been deleted in my more sober moments.  The posts that recommend oral sex for protein, for example.  It must be true; I read it on the internet:

"I ate falafel and listened as the panel addressed, among other things, one of the most interesting vegan concerns: the nutritional benefits of vegan oral sex. Apparently a vegan’s vaginal secretions and semen contain more Vitamin B-12 than human blood." - Nora Casey.
So this means that only the nerdy vegans are vampires.