Day 6 and Day 7 October 7th 7:53 PM

Day 6
Food Eaten: Raisins, Apples, Beet Burrito, zucchini pasta. Dates
Quality of life: Slow on the uptake
Activity Level: Had to walk to find the burrito, and then walked back to find home

Day 7
Food Eaten: Almonds, Dates, cuccumber, leftover raw marinara, apples
Quality of life: Hungry...angry...sleeping
Activity level: Physically undertaxed

Internet was down for yesterday so today will have to cover both days. Not much to report, the gazpacho was delicious and the zucchini pasta with raw marinara was also wonderful. I forgot how much I missed garlic. I made a ton of sauce though so I either have to keep eating the zucchini pasta or find another use for it. Today's use for lunch was slicing up a cucumber and using it as a thinly veiled excuse to eat more sauce.

The zucchini pasta itself is a little underwhelming. It's made by taking a vegetable peeler and peeling off long strands of zucchini until there's no zucchini left. This is great for providing an excuse to eat sauce, but at no point do you believe you are eating a pasta dish.

I'm not sure if I would prefer it was called something different, as it is different, or not. I'm eating it like pasta, with sauce and some vegetables thrown on, but there's nothing in and of itself that makes it pasta. I'm treating it like pasta but it's still just over zealously peeled zucchini. It doesn't really seem to share in the form of pasta, only in the function. And function can only serve for a definition of existence so far. Eventually you're pretending that the cow is a chair and you're shoe is a fork. I'm fine with my dinner being post-modern, but I'd rather not skate into dadaist.

Ontology aside, I suppose I'm wondering if raw food recipes should even attempt to ape cooked food recipes, or press on into strange new territories. On the other hand, if this was called something completely different, zucchini string, for example, would it have caught my eye?

What if it was called Z-String? That's either a new polymer or horrifying lingerie.

Anyhow, I'm going to see if I can track down a recipe for dinner tonight. If not, I pick up a zucchini at Safeway on the way home, and do my part to negate the definitions that keep reality sensible.