Finally got some relief from my hunger, though at a little bit of a cost to both my taste buds and my food budget.
I went to a local health food store and searched the aisles for anything marked “Raw”. I ended up with two Raw Revolution live food bars, which were delicious; a box of Lydia’s Organic Sunflower Seed Bread, which maybe I will get used to (as of right now tastes like dog food); a bag of raw granola, which looks like bird seed but tastes alright; and a jar of raw almond butter, which definitely tastes different than Jiff. Some of this food is definitely going to take some time to get used to.
The five items cost $25.00— I already inhaled half of them. It’s just another example of the injustices of the food movement where privilege often goes hand in hand with progression and health. If only sunflower bread and apples were as heavily subsidized as cheese and corn syrup.
In an effort to expand the few food items I have left (yesterday I ate an entire cantaloupe and my 13 apples are steadily dwindling) I made my own almond milk. Here is a very sweet tutorial from youtube on how to do it.
Mine didn’t turn out as nicely. Granted I didn’t have dates, vanilla, or adorable sidekick and my cooking setting was a filthy college kitchen with an ancient blender. I don’t really know what I was expecting. I still used it over my birdseed granola. Best meal I’ve had all week.
The rest of the milk is in a jar in the fridge with small chunks of almonds floating in it—didn’t have a cheesecloth either.
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