The 'raw' factor seems to be seeping into my consciousness: I finally had a dream where I was searching out the raw food. It was a huge banquet, three loaded tables, and I saw a crudite on a far table and made for it. Interestingly, all the other lovely cooked foods seemed to be variations of my favorite combo, cashews and broccoli!
Indeed, it is getting easier to think in "rawese". When I smell the bananas getting ripe, then it's time to remember to soak the sunflower seeds for the morning carob "oatmeal". I just don't have the time to make the fancy dehydrated things, and that helps on one hand and is detrimental on the other. If I had a batch of, say, garlic flax crackers, then I would automatically grab them and think less about real bread. But I also get dehydrated myself when I eat too much dry food, so having mostly fresh produce around means I am forced to grab an orange if I only have 15 minutes between clients, which means feeling better.
The problem comes when I have 15 minutes to prep and eat something, I'm sick of freakin' oranges, and if I just keep working until I'm so hungry I could drop, then I have the perfect excuse to eat quick cooked foods!