You run out of olive oil after a few months and realize you have forgotten the way the center isles are laid out in the grocery store you shop at all the time.

Last week a large Grouse committed grousicide by flying into one of our windows. I had no sooner expressed distress at it's fate, when the very next words out of my mouth were...is it edible?

Yes - butchering an entire take-out broiled chicken in the tiny kitchenette in our office while people uncomfortably walked through to get their frozen microwave pastas and sandwiches from the fridge. Eating it at my desk was no less awkward...

...your friends, not from your preaching but merely from accompanying you to certain restaurants and passively observing what you eat and order, start saying things like, "yknow, when i eat less pasta and bread i feel better, too. Meat and vegetables? I could do that i think."

Proof is in the pudding, right?

..seeing the look on your roommate's face when he suggests you put some of your ground beef on a nice pasta then freeze the rest, but instead you scarf down the whole pound of it with a handful of spinach covered in butter. And then try to remember what pasta is.

when the butcher sees you coming and walks to the freezer to get your two frozen pasture fed beef hearts that only evidently you buy.

...you're gesturing with a half-eaten steak in your hand while talking to a co-worker.

...you've got black diamond status on Paleo Hacks.

I was told I eat very daintily, as I finished my salad. Then shocked my coworker as I tore apart a roasted chicken with bare hands.

One of your biggest fears is that your children won't find nice paleo mates.

...you sprint through the office, leaping over desks, climbing cubicles, flicking past colleagues, to get to a meeting on time.

I've started stalking local butchers.

I keep trying to convince the butchers to find the fattiest cuts of meat and leave ALL of it on. Invariably they ask me, "But why do you want to leave the fat on?" I have yet to find the answer that will prevent them from looking at me like I am insane. But the other day, after carefully explaining what I wanted, the butcher just nodded and went to it. I was surprised that he hadn't questioned me further, until when he came back and handed me my cuts and walked off. Inspecting them, I realized he had meticulously cut off all the fat! He must have just heard the word 'fat' and assumed he knew the rest! Grrrr. Luckily, he had packaged it all up like a standard selling item, so I just walked over to the shelf and placed it with the other cuts for sale. No way am I paying for meat without fat on it!!! Only since going paleo will I eat a meal of mostly fat and not only like it, but feel smugly healthy about doing it! I've never enjoyed eating so much in my life!

You know you're paleo when you consider 1/2 mashed up sweet potato slathered with butter to be the most decadent treat EVAR!

1. You keep making your steaks rarer and rarer.

2. People give you strange looks in restaurants for asking to please hold the rice and add in more meat.

3. Half of a rotisserie chicken seems about right for lunch. The other half will make a great breakfast.

4. There's a large pile of wrapped raw meat in your fridge where you used to store eggplant parmesan casseroles.

5. When you decide to move furniture, you just do it yourself. ;-) OK, maybe not the sofa bed.

6. Searching for sales on coconut oil takes up half of the afternoon..

7. Someone at the office is bemoaning the demise of the last donut and you just don't care!

When you and your wife and two kids are sitting around the table after a meal and as a dessert are eating spoons of yummi kerrygold butter.

Just happened tonight, and by the way, that was not the first time...

you find yourself contemplating how to add more fat (a lot more) to every meal you eat.

A (LCHF) friend of mine got stuck in a traffic jam for over 2 hours and became realy hungry. Nothing to eat on board exept raw seasoned ground pork. When she came home, over 1 pound was gone...

Probably I would also have done this in that situation. I often nibble on raw meat when I'm already hungry while cooking.

I brought in 2 16oz rib eyes and a sweet potato mash made with bone marrow. I sat there and at it all at my desk. As I was heating it in the toaster oven people kept asking me if all of that food was for me. I just smile and nod.

I work in a software shop and most of the people here are very overweight or skinny-fat. They constantly make comments about how I am going to die from eating all of that fat and red meat as they are cooking their 400 calorie frozen meals or eating their nutrigrain bars that are loaded with sugar and gluten.

• When you Sister bakes Paleo-cookies for you on Christmas

• When you get compliments about how good and lean you look and you´re thinking of the amounts you eat

• When you suddenly realize that your basket at the supermarket is the only one in the whole queue that´s healthy.

• When you get a light cold and after a day it´s gone (the last years they lastet at least 2 weeks..)

• When you actually WANT to do sports because you know how you`ll feel afterwards and you actually see your ab muscles for the first time in your live

Made oxtail soup last week and found myself squishing the marrow out of the bones and licking it off my fingers...my vegetarian self from a few years ago would have been horrified, but it was DELICIOUS and made me feel AWESOME. I've also had a few nibbles of raw liver, raw lamb and slurped back raw egg yolks. YUM.

You ask the Chinese restaurant to take your roast duck bones home to make stock.

People keep asking if you are surviving not eating grains even though they see you look better and better.

You ask the barista at your local coffee shop for the "real" cream they keep behind the counter and have to explain that half and half and 18% table/coffee cream won't cut it - then observe their expressions of surprise/disgust/horror as you dump 35% cream (still not as heavy as it should be) into your coffee!

When your favorite skirt is irrevocably stained with big greasy tallow marks. And you don't see that as unusual.

At the office holiday party you ate just the meat in the mini burgers, lobster rolls, and other kinds of random mini sandwiches, then dumped the piles of buns wrapped in napkins on an unused table behind you.

(Yes, I did exactly this, haven't heard any whining or snickering by the cow-orkers, but I'm sure they were talking about it, but in spite of that, I don't care.) :-D

You know you're paleo/ancestral when ...

... you start deliberately removing bones from the slow-cooker when they're not quite clean so you can gnaw on the gooey cartilage and suck off the bits of clinging marrow. Much more fun than waiting 'til they're clean and much yummier than most other snacks.

Often I'll take a grilled ribeye or t-bone to work and warm in the microwave. I long ago stopped trying to cut and eat on my paper plate so i just sit and eat it with my hands. My co-workers are used to me but it still makes me grin at myself every time.

... when the butcher smiles when you come into his shop.