I love cheese. I have never met a cheese I didn’t like. Creamy cheeses, sharp cheeses, pungent cheeses. It is just such a versatile food isn’t it? And so, so delicious. So why am I giving up a food that I love so much you may be asking. Well, because cheese has been doing damage to my body for years, and I have finally decided that the overall health of my body is more important than my taste buds. When I eat cheese, either that same day or the next day I get a headache, an upset stomach and unbelievable mood swings; just ask my dear family about those. Then there is the skin eruptions, stuffed up nose, and lack of energy (I actually get sort of a sugar rush from cheese and then I crash hard an hour or two later). There are probably other symptoms too that I am unaware of right now, but perhaps will become clear to me once I remove it completely from my diet.

This is not going to be easy for me. What was it that Dorothy said to Scarecrow in the Wizard of Oz? “I think I’ll miss you most of all”. Yeah, that is me with cheese.

So, this is a new week. And this week my mantra is “I am a vegan”. Actually, I think I will have to call myself a Bee-gan, because I do plan on using bee products: honey, bee pollen, royal jelly, propolis.

I was planning on living with being a vegetarian for at least another week before moving on to the next goal of becoming a vegan, but last week cheese was on the menu for three meals and after the second one I had to stop there. Cheese just doesn’t love me as much as I love it. Nothing like a one-sided relationship to make you realize it is time to move on.

Can any of you guess what that is a photo of at the top of this blog post? I’ll give you a clue — it is not cheese.