Friday night I volunteered for a wonderful show called The Margaret Ghost. It was with the same theatre group I work with, Theatre@First. It was funny, surprising, and touching. Ahhhh, the theatre.
Saturday was a work day for the show I'm in, so I went to help build sets in an un-air-conditioned church for 4 hours. When I left, I passed by a garden that was just a bunch of big boxes made of 2X12s. Each box was labeled with a printed card except this one which was hand-written:

All Friday and Saturday I stuck with the raw diet. It sucked. I was pretty weak from the hardly eating and working in the heat, but I think excitement is what got me through. I picked up my Man and we went into Harvard to Henrietta's Kitchen and I got a sangria! And then they gave us crusty bread! With delicious butter! And when I sank my teeth into that buttery bread I didn't think anything in the world could ever taste as fantastic. Oh, but there was more. We shared an appetizer of pastramied smoked salmon and greens with chive aoli (yum!!) and while my man had the pot roast I had the duck. Because: DUCK! Then the waited brought some in-house made ice cream with a candle and we attacked that while drinking jumbo cappuccinos. Amazing. We had a few more drinks downstairs in Noir with the Man's friends and found ourselves getting home about midnight.
We slept in on Sunday and lazily went about the morning. We brunched in Davis Square at Orleans (I had the fried haddock and a salad). Then later in the day we drove to NH to celebrate the Man's day and Father's Day with his family. A good time was had by all.
This morning was the time for me to decide how to proceed with this diet. I think the raw food thing was a little extreme. I'm going to add cooked food (and some caffeine) back into the mix and do something more akin to veganism. I can exclude meat and dairy (mostly - I hate plans with no wiggle-room) and try to focus on raw food as much as possible. We'll see how it goes. I'm impressed that I lasted for almost a week on the raw diet without cheating. It gives me hope that I can get back on track, food-wise.
There's always room for imporovement, and there's usually time to make those improvements...
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