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A funny thing happens after a few weeks of being vegan-- it stops being much of an issue, most of the time. I've been avoiding this space for a lot of reasons, but chief among them is that I don't feel like the story can continue in the same vein any more. For instance-- I'm trying to remember what I ate today. I think it looked something like this:

Breakfast: green tea with stevia; oatmeal with applesauce
Lunch: (Fabulous meal at Gold Street Cafe)-- gazpacho; green salad with chili lime vinegarette; sourdough bread; coconut rice with black beans and caramelized red onions; coconut lime Italian soda
Snack: 2 kiwi; soy yogurt; coconut water
Dinner: casserole of brown rice, sauteed mushrooms, steamed broccoli, faux chicken, mango salsa and pepper jack flavored almond cheese; chopped green salad; Marble Wildflower Wheat; dark chocolate with cherries
Snack: chocolate soy milk; whole fruit popsicle; apple

Unexpectedly, I am not greatly missing dairy products. It is harder to eat out, though. This afternoon, I thought I had done very well when I ordered lunch. I specifically asked whether the soup had dairy in it-- even though gazpacho would usually not include dairy, I thought it best to be safe. I must have said "No dairy" to the waiter about 15 times in ordering this meal. And he brings out these beautiful plates of food, places them and walks away-- and I realize that they've topped my salad with shaved cheese. :( I felt badly sending it back, but I honestly ordered correctly this time!

That was the second time this week I've asked for something to be remade because it has come out with dairy in it. I hate being that girl-- and that could actually end up being good for me. I'm finding that I have less and less of a desire to eat out. I can do it, when I need to or if friends are getting together, etc. But I find that I'm spending less time at restaurants by myself these days. Now if only I could siphon that money into my savings account.....