Being raw in Hokkaido
Some time back, I took a trip up to Hokkaido with the non-raw fiancé to scout for possible wedding locations. I knew that we were going to stay in a lodge with a fully kitted out kitchen so I brought my trusty travel blender to make sure I’m high-raw away from home.
Upon our arrival in Chitose, where the airport was located, we did a big shop at a supermarket for groceries to last us for five days.
Since the supermarket was a very Japanese one, I kept my meals very basic and the only things I regret not bringing were some spices from home and they would’ve been easy to pack and made a big difference in my raw dishes.
Veggie sticks with guacamole. The non-raw fiancé always gets very excited when he sees this dish so I always make more so we can share.
The produce in Hokkaido just tasted so much better than in Tokyo and all the salads I made, though simple, were just stunning in flavor. I made very simple dressings like parsley, olive oil, garlic, salt, black pepper, lemon juice and dried Italian herbs, or my go-to fruit dressing – orange juice, olive oil, salt, garlic, water.
I brought chia seeds and a bag of walnuts so I could make nut milk and chia pudding. I also toted along a bag of raw granola to make things more interesting during breakfast.
When I say it was a very Japanese supermarket we went to, it means foreign produce like berries and other fruit besides banana, apples, oranges, were not available.
So I kept it very simple like this banana walnut milk smoothie. It’s amazing how good frozen bananas taste on their own. Pictured above is a basic spinach and frozen banana smoothie. Again, it was so delicious and I made a mental note not to over stuff my smoothies when I got back home.
I’m actually writing this post in Moscow while waiting for the non-raw fiancé to go to the ballet this evening. I actually feel nostalgic when I look at these pictures because I don’t have my blender with me this time (different voltage) and I’ve not been very raw at all.
“She used to be raw vegan,” pointed out the non-raw fiancé to his co-worker while we had dinner the other night and explaining my veggie tendencies. Hmm, labels…they are a funny thing. Just two weeks of eating “normal” vegetarian food has labeled me an ex-raw vegan – lol!
I never thought I would say this but i really miss being raw in Moscow…









































