I'll be the first to say it: paleo in this part of the world is a tad hard. Rice is served at practically every meal except breakfast, and I'll admit that I do love my rice and pasta a little too much for my own good.
Still, I'm eating at least one, if not two paleo meals a day. I'm trying to perfect steaming with a griddle and wok, and eating the results of steamed vegetables, fish, pork and chicken with a bit of soy sauce, with watermelon/pineapple for afters. Half a head of broccoli every day, too. Perhaps later on I'll actually manage to make a good egg custard; most of my attempts have ended in abject failure. Didn't stop me from eating them anyway; one of the jokes levelled at me in the navy was that I had the gut of a goat.
Do I look and feel healthier? I haven't really noticed, but like exercise, diet is a long-term thing. Perhaps I'll look back on this three months down the road and take stock again.
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