Where You Are…
…[H]onor where you are. This phrase has become a great motto for me as I journey to push myself. Continue reading Where You Are…
…[H]onor where you are. This phrase has become a great motto for me as I journey to push myself. Continue reading Where You Are…
It made me begin to really explore my definition of what is “healthy.” I wanted to have a goal worth striving for that wasn’t a way to judge myself against others. Continue reading Responsibility
“I am not very good at finishing things,” I told her.
She looked at me a little dumbfounded and asked me why I would think that. Arminda listened to me regale her with the many failures in my life: nursing school turned to Biology Pre-medical, turned to bartending in a corporate chain of restaurants. How could she not see?! Continue reading Goals
Above is a verse that seems kind of calloused in the face of death, and truly it is. And yet, it is one I actually derive strength from when facing grief, from both myself and those around me. Continue reading 2016
But there are times when I have held this against myself. “After all, how can one be the fighter that one needs to be in the situations I CRAVE if I am this big (bleeding/bloody) heart? You will just get trampled. You will be crushed and then how will you get up again? How will you go on?” I challenge myself. Continue reading On Bleeding Hearts…
When I was a very young woman I dreamed of pretty grand things, until life got in the way. Continue reading (What) To Be or Not To Be? That Is The Question.
Whole Ingredients=anything that came from the ground or walked on the ground Continue reading Whole Ingredients
In my mind, there is a hierarchy of priorities (in clean eating) that can help align you with the mentality. As you can, move higher up the totem pole (if you will). Continue reading Back at it Again
Raised with no cultural cuisine to call home, my culinary background is fragmented. Because my parents were raised in the North and then raised my siblings and me in the South, I ended up with a true love of New York delis that I’ve never been to and a curiosity for ChowChow we never made. Continue reading A Little History
I find myself begging and pleading in my chest to “just do it already.” Just write it. Just dive in. Who will fault me if I “fail?” How does one gauge whether or not a blog will succeed anyway (in advance that is)? Continue reading The Prelude