Martians Unite!

A friend of mine was thrilled when I told her that my husband packs roasted almonds pecans peanuts sunflower seeds raisins, dried figs, cranberries, prunes, banana, apples, and homemade granola and my sourdough wholegrain home made bread for his early morning breakfast commute (and lunch). "That's how I would eat when I was teaching," she said. "Everyone thought I was a martian."
"You are, be PROUD of it!" I said laughing.
"Do you eat meat?" she asked.
We both were vegetarians for decades. I worked in hippie health-food stores and restaurants for decades. Now we use meat as a spice. We have a local butcher and a local smokehouse. I love to make kale kielbasa soup. I like to hand-grind my multi-grain porridge and make additions to waffles and pancakes and bread using brown rice, flint corn, buckwheat flour, malted barley, sesame seeds, and poppy seeds, sunflower seeds, you name it. And there isn't a vegetable I don't like! But I don't like butter, I use olive oil or smart margarine. I don't like sugar or chocolate except once in a blue moon and it better be there when I want it. I like cocoa unsweetened in baked dishes and Mexican chili and chicken. I love yogurt, plain but nonfat. We have a family of gall bladder removal. I have to be careful of fatty, fried or oily things. I can't have dark roast (oily) coffee either.