The girl who ate everything

I try. And with that first step I immerse myself into a realm completely separate from my reality, a dimension not of this world. I indulge. Walking a little further, I more fully appreciate all senses involved, most prominently that of olfaction, of taste, of palate. I devour. It is constant, and yet I am unaffected by the curse of habituation. I do not become accustomed to the should-be familiar taste, touch, feel, smell, sight.

And this is my very problem. I eat everything. I love to eat. I love to eat everything. And I can't stop...but I'm going to make it a point to do so. I'm not stopping my constant need to feed for physically aesthetic reasons (if I wanted to be stick skinny, I would have strayed from eating so much in the first place). But I'd just like to experiment -- there are thousands of healthy food recipes out there, and making an art out of creating more such recipes could be cool, interesting, and who knows, maybe even a little fun?

So this is my last hurray. Tomorrow begins a new day, a new week, a new month (lol jk it's still April) - a new chance to renew, cleanse, and throw some detoxification in my diet. Today I eat cannolis, tomorrow I eat plants. I will throw out my old pantry and refill it with flax seeds, raisins, fruits, and shove vegetables into my refrigerator. I already love broccoli and cucumber, and I hope to expand my personal list of yummy greens.

I'm already excited. I love tossing cucumbers with just a hint of salt and pepper - and that's all. No messy dressing to drown my greens. Minimizing the effort while maximizing outcome.

I will take numerous photos and document my edible experimentations. Be prepared for smoothies, salad, wrap, sandwich, and soup recipes. Okay that's all.