With the gentle prodding of the master chef to “taste my creation,” it was all over with one quick pinch. The chef then had us pair the sushi with our wine of choice. Oh boy. After two sips of that tasty red, the fish started to seem OK to sample because, well, it’s raw too, right? Right ….
The next day I ate chicken. Cooked. Game completely over.
I must take my hat off to the raw foodies out there, but for me, lesson learned: I love my fire. I’ll keep the juicing, salads, and smoothies up, but going completely raw doesn’t look like it’s in the cards for me anytime soon.
I understand how healthy and vibrant a lot of people who swear by the raw food diet must feel. Maybe some day when I have more time, creativity, and feel less intimidated to create amazing raw meals, I’ll give it another whirl. Until then, I’ve got to roll.