Last night for dinner, I was at a friend’s who had forgotten that I was coming and made a meat soup. If I had been on it, I would have brought some kind of vegan dish with me, but the time I could have spent preparing  that I was busy cooking carcinogenic bison for other people ( see yesterday’s post).

So, I had salad and bread. A LOT of bread. Well, a lot is relative, right? A lot for me given the way I have been eating which has not included a lot of bread. I ate maybe 5 inches of a baguette- a local, artisanal, organic baguette. And it was quite delicious. I love bread- really good bread is pretty much my favorite food ever.

But the thing is, like many people, bread doesn’t love me. It makes me puffy. And when I woke up this morning, I could feel it in my body and my mind like a doughy filter. It really didn’t feel good. So that was interesting to observe. I am definitely becoming way more sensitive.

I also avoided a kerfluffle this morning – a moment with a loved one where in the past I would have leaped right into battle, today I opted to not take it personally and simply schluffed it off. Kerfluffle schluffing, good side effect of veganism.

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