It seems that as we grow up, we seem to become restricted in what we can and cannot, should and should not include in our diets. I always wonder what it must feel like for my dad and some uncles to have to force themselves to stay away from meat that I know they love so much. I guess it comes down to choosing good health and survival over the momentary pleasure of taste.

I’m digging this new lifestyle, man. It’s not just healthy, it’s appealing. I’ve never really paid much attention to eating more fruits, but I’m giving it some though now as my mouth drools looking at that bowl of magic here. mmmm