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I'm putting down my knife. 
I heard about this documentary through its Facebook fan page , and seeing the trailer reminded me of how good I felt  during the fours months last year when I adopted a vegetarian diet. I learned about the benefits after reading Alicia Silverstone's book, The Kind Diet. Having been a carnivore for as along as I can remember, I laughed when she challenged me to go four weeks without eating any animal products. (I really love steak, and the bloodier the better). As it turned out, it was actually easier than I thought. I even went vegan --  I replaced the skim milk in my morning latte with almond milk, then soy. I stuck to legumes (beans and lentils, mostly), grains, nuts, tons of veggies and fruit. I felt lighter and had more energy, and the way my body was working was phenomenal, if ya know what I mean. Two weeks into it, I started adding dairy back into my diet because I missed my delicious morning coffee the way I was used to it. I had some cheese and yogurt here and there, too. But for four months, I stayed away from any kind of meat - no chicken, pork, or steak. And then one day...

 
 
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Luisana Suegart and Claire Robinson
How I 
Found 
My Happy

I've been meaning to turn this idea into an essay. In theory, it would tell the story of how making the decision to lose weight and change my life ultimately led me to discover my passion for cooking, and consequently to two of the happiest days of my life. It would be the kind of article readers would find in any given issue of SELF or Women's Health, the ones that tell the story of the girl who had the courage to face the music and defend herself from the villain that was standing in the way of her Happy, be it junk food or a jerk boyfriend. 

If you've read my story, you know my villain was the junk food, particularly fast food. You know I decided that enough was enough, that it was time to take control of my body, and in the process, my life. You know I joined a gym and changed my eating habits, even if I didn’t completely know what I was doing at first. You also know I didn’t give up. You know that I took up cooking, and that through this duty-turned-activity-turned-passion, I’ve fallen in love over and over again. (Yes, I possess the ability to fall in love with purple bell peppers, yellow and orange tomatoes, and basil leaves the size of my hand, among other intriguing ingredients.) If you hadn’t read my story, now you know. (But you can still read it by clicking the “About” tab above.)

Whether I enroll in culinary school or go out on a limb and send an audition video to The Next Food Network Star, this blog, and the possibilities that I dream it will bring for me and for you, is my Happy. Don't be afraid to find yours, no matter what it is. 

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