Well, Reader, I succumbed to the delights of a commercial pizza and a nice fake beer, my first totally cooked meal since starting this venture. What's that, you're asking if it was good? Here's a clue: is winning the Lotto on the same day your secret crush proposes red-hot-monkey-sex at the Four Seasons Hotel while American Idol calls your cell phone to invite you on the show GOOD?
Of course it was good!!!! I drew it out as long as possible, watching back-to-back episodes of Mary Tyler Moore Show, belching and laughing at the corny humor of my childhood ... aah, sweet reminiscing. Remembering when such a meal wasn't just a treat, it was normal. Yes, Reader, it was good.
And do I have any problems from the indulgence? Not remotely, never felt better. Of course it helps that the pizza was vegan, gluten-free, and the beer had no alcohol ... and I realize that to many readers, that sounds more like the gustatory-imitation fare at Dr. McDougall's Heart-Healthy-Boot-Camp* ("Eat This or I'll Punch You!!") than a feast that sends one into rapture. But trust me, as your sense of taste changes with your dietary improvements, ground rice with soy cheese and spinach will come to represent Nirvana after a while.
Here's the $64,000 Question (goodness, I sure am dating myself by my telly references today, eh?): Did it spoil my appetite for raw foods this morning? I am totally relieved to answer honestly, No, it did not. I woke up hungrier than usual, with my stomach physically rumbling, but I happily filled it with the best green smoothy I've ever made (the secret was to add coconut water and a lot of vanilla). Thank God, I was afraid my ability to enjoy the finer things in life, like fake beer, might be scarred for life by all this fiber!

*P.S. -- This is not real. My hands are up to Dr. McDougall for all his stellar work for health!