The Fruitarian

March 1, 2013

Well, I’m back! And, let me tell you, it’s been an interesting hiatus.

I (for the most part) met my goals of:

  • Advancing my knowledge of the Processing language.
  • Publishing articles for other blogs that I’m signed onto.
  • Bringing Picture This! Reviews back to life under its own server and new blogging platform (WordPress.org).
  • Applying for traditional jobs more diligently.
  • Figuring out a new direction for this blog.
  • I didn’t meet:

  • Taking Seizure Prone out of hiatus, although that will be amended shortly.
  • Added bonuses:

  • I was selected to participate in Round 2 of the Enstitute admissions process, which, while making my road ahead potentially very long, is fantastic news.
  • My diet has shifted from “vegetarian who doesn’t eat many vegetables” to “fruitarian”.
  • Wait a minute, “fruitarian”??? What the eff, man? you ask politely.

    A simple definition of a fruitarian diet is that it’s eating food that grows on vines. The idea is that the plant doesn’t have to die for one to eat, and given that fact it’s probably one of the most sustainable diets available. When the world ends, fruit is going to be the last holdout in our food supply because we don’t have to eliminate the plants to eat from them.

    Am I doing this for ethical reasons? No. I appreciate all life, but I can’t see anything menacing behind eating plants. What happened is I put myself into a situation where, despite being “vegetarian”, I was eating unhealthy. One friend called me a “sugartarian” because that’s basically what I was. I can’t think of a meal which I ate that didn’t have refined sugar, salt, or both, and that was a bit of a problem.

    My solution to my unhealthy eating habits was to not allow myself to make bad choices. Taking a look at diets, “fruitarian” has the iron fist I needed to adopt. Sure, that means abandoning good things like eggs, milk, and butter, but it also means the end of Oreos, candy, French toast, and all of the junk available. And I get to replace all of those bad and vaguely-good choices with innovative dishes composed of fruit, beans, nuts, and grains.

    My new favorite meal is baked beans in tomato sauce with assorted fruit. It’s really good and very healthy. A neat breakfast of mine is a smoothie made up of orange juice, a banana, an orange (including the peel!), and a chunk of tofu. That smoothie actually works for two meals. And then, of course, there’s just fruit anytime in the day. An orange here, an apple there, maybe a grapefruit or a banana, and leads to me being rarely thirsty. I’m getting so much water from all of my food that I just don’t need to drink it, and on top of that I don’t crave dessert since I’m eating so much natural sugar anyway.

    This is all good.

    The funny thing about “fruitarian” diets though, is that there’s a plethora of different types. As an example, some fruitarians — the people who do it for ethical reasons — will only eat fruit once it’s naturally fallen off of its vine. Some opt to not eat grains. You’ll run across a bunch who will only eat food raw; baked or cooked is off limits. And some fruitarians argue that because leaves aren’t a fruit, tea is forbidden while others believe that since the plant isn’t getting killed for its tea leaves, tea is okay.

    So I’m a fruitarian in its liberalist sect. While I eat as local and organic as possible, I don’t care if fruit was picked from vines and avoided falling to the ground. I eat grains. I bake. I drink tea, and I’ll even eat cinnamon since I’ve come across fruitarians who accept that. The single most important thing to any fruitarian is that the plant doesn’t have to die for the diet.

    That said, I do have exceptions to my rules. They are as follows:

  • I can use up my former food stock.
  • I’m allotted one Cinnabon Classic per month, at least until my body starts rejecting them.
  • Alcohol is okay socially.
  • It’s been a little over one week since I’ve went “fruitarian”, and I’m very happy with myself. I suggest that you try it before you laugh at me or express concern.

    It’s good to be back! See you Monday!

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