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To answer my niece's question: Yes Bri, I CAN eat sushi on this cockamamie detox plan. We made some tonight. I had veggies only, I had to swap my regular soy sauce for wheat-free Tamari, and the sights and smells of Tim's spicy shrimp roll and Philly roll nearly sent me over the edge.

But I consumed rice, seaweed and wasabi. Overall, it was a fairly great experience.

Several times, I felt the need to reach for my glass of wine. Which of course was not there.

I went to our food co-op for the second big grocery outing of the cleanse and made some fun discoveries. Amy's brand (how could you not love that?!) organic soups have at least four varieties that are vegan and contain nothing forbidden to me: Low fat split pea, low fat black bean vegetable, lentil vegetable and -- for the big winner of the day -- spicy CHILI!

Stay tuned for my review of one of Oprah's recipes that features something I'd never heard of before -- Tempeh. It's soybeans bound in cake form, through some sort of fermentation process. Am I skeptical? Withholding judgment at the moment.

My favorite snack of my new, healthier way of noshing has become the Woodstock Farms Organic Nuts and Raisins mix. At least, it was my favorite until today, when it was replaced by Woodstock Farms Organic Veggie Chips. Whoa! I never though I could get excited about dried green beans and squash and such, but these crispy, flavorful treats have unique, straight-from-nature flavors and a hint of sweetness to balance the sea salt. My favorite are the sweet potato crisps. I plan to find out whether they can be bought in a bag all to themselves. I'd ditch the fatty regular potato chips permanently for these veg-tacular bits.

Looking forward to tomorrow's lunch. I'm getting reruns of the black bean cakes!

For those of you who have been wondering whether I'm in this to lose a bunch of weight, I have to say, no. I have lots of weight I could lose, but I'm truly doing this to try living life a little less processed and a lot more aware of what I put in my body for fuel as well as enjoyment.

That said, I've lost almost 6 lbs in a week.

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