Julie and Julia and Tangela

Today I went to the movies with friends. We saw Julie and Julia, the movie about the 2000s blogger Julie Powell and her search for some kind of meaning in the mediocrity of modern life by cooking. Not just any cooking, mind you, French cooking a la Julia Child-that amazing gastronome who introduced Americans to the art of "dining" versus plain eating. The film cuts between Julie in modern day New York and Julia in 1940s-50s Paris...I love to eat and love food and this is a movie for the sensualist. Not since Like Water for Chocolate,have I ever felt so hungry after a film.

Really this little bit about the film is a way of introducing myself as someone who has had a love/hate relationship with food her whole life. I love food-it does not love me...For the past year, I have toyed with the idea of the raw foodists way of life. I have whole weeks raw where I felt so proud and then sabotage in one way or another would wreck the plan and after a few months I just gave up. Well, this time I am arming myself with a new resource-my blog. I will just write about how I feel each day as I try to change for the better.

Today has been pretty good. I am transitioning and had a baked potato when I had lunch with friends. At first, I got anxious about the whole situation, but I made a decision before going into the restaurant, so I felt calm. I am eating one cooked thing a day right now. Started on Monday and this is Friday. While I was watching the movie and looking at the cookbooks, I thought about my own collection of cook books. I have several and that is something that I will miss by going raw... but maybe the key will be to learn how to "cook" food in a different way and get some new recipe books! If I apply myself, I could probably even create a few things. I am going to give this a shot for six months and see how I feel. The countdown begins tomorrow August 29 and Ends March 1. Wish me luck!