It’s day 3 of the Sunshine days. Things are all well and good with the exception of my friggin’ bloated stomach. I knew better than to throw beans in my soup, but didn’t want to short-change Fuhrman and his bean-lovin’ ways. He loves beans enough to earn himself a name like Joel Sanchez or Senor Fuhrman.

There was a radical change in the blood sugar tests this morning though. I busted out the 83 mg/dl and felt pretty solid. Then I passed the finger-pricking device over to my lovely carnivorous tigress and she threw out a 78 mg/dl reading. I was so proud. I wept, mostly because of the finger pain though. Eating all these plants has made me very delicate and sensitive.

My favorite food so far is without question the traditional-style chappatis. Like the Hunzas and Sikhs of Robert McCarrison’s nutritional lore, I grind up whole wheat berries in a Braun “coffee grinder,” make a quick dough, and roll out a flat tortilla-like concoction while speaking in an Indian accent and singing various songs off of the Slumdog Millionaire soundtrack. I’ve got several of the dance sequences from the Bollywood ending down pat. Speaking of pats, I miss butter, but I’m getting along without it I suppose.

I was also hugging a package of uncooked St. Louis-style ribs that I’m planning on cooking up for some buddies a little too close.

No, just kidding. I’m doing just fine without meat.

By the way, I don’t expect any massive, life-changing conclusions to come of this experiment. I’ve already decided to at least elaborate upon Fuhrman-style dieting for Diabetes in my upcoming eBook on the subject. There’s no question that it’s worth mentioning. It’s worth much more than mentioning actually, and I love the way in which it turns the carbs = insulin = diabetes theory of Atkins, Eades, Taubes, Lutz, etc. on its head.

This personal adventure in diet is more to gain familiarity with recipes, tips, and ways to make the diet more doable. It’s highly unlikely that Fuhrman has ever even tasted low-fat vegan fare that compares to what I’ve come up with in the last 72 hours. I mean, for crying out loud, I had chili-rubbed grilled yams mixed with gooey baked apples and a Vietnamese-style cucumber salad with fresh mint for dinner. For vegan fare, it was stupid good.

And for those that think there is tremendous irony in having the Sultan of Saturated Fat endorse and even kinda like (in a weird sorta way) Joel Fuhrman’s Eat to Live, the two of us have much more in common than you might think.

How does this sound to you? Did Fuhrman write this, or did I? It’s hard to tell:

“You may already know that the conventional ‘solution’ to being overweight – low-calorie dieting – doesn’t work. But you may not know why. It is for this simple yet much overlooked reason: for the vast majority of people, being overweight is not caused by how much they eat but by what they eat. The idea that people get heavy because they consume a high volume of food is a myth. Eating large amounts of the right food is your key to success…”

How about this one?

“To lump refined and unrefined carbohydrates together is inaccurate and misleading.”

More tomorrow night. Stay tuned buckaroos. May peace and love come into your heart!