Category — Other Stories

The above frittata took from me five eggs, three stalks of red chard, half a zucchini, a block of feta, an onion, some garlic and a tablespoon of coconut oil, and what did it give back in return?

A giant, sloppy mess.
With browned edges.
And rose-colored liquid all over the counter.

In short, DISASTER.

Now can I be honest with you? People, I have days (ok, weeks) like that frittata, and I don’t mean in the kitchen. There are times (recent times) where I feel like I’m investing a lot of hours, energy, effort, what-have-you into something (say, self-employment), expecting certain results, and when those results don’t come: DISASTER! Panic! Stay out of my way!

It’s not pretty. Again, kind of like that frittata.
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I know I’m only going off a few hours of experience here, but listen: 28 is going to be a very good year.

And while I’d love to tell you about the way it’s started—with a leisurely brunch at Honey (a favorite local cafe about which, side note, I have some exciting news to share soon!)—or about the way it’s heading—leaving again for a Nashville weekend tomorrow!—one thing is especially important, given that birthdays call for celebration and, hello?, celebration calls for ice cream.

So let’s get to the good stuff: Let’s talk gelato (and sorbetto!). From Talenti.
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You know, I was thinking, when my diet changed earlier this year, so did this place. And along the whole journey, from the early stages of removing refined flours and sugars, to the next steps of incorporating new ingredients (from whole wheat pastry to spelt to buckwheat flours), and even recently as I’ve started soaking flours overnight, you’ve stuck with me. You may have been shaking your head or laughing out loud, but at least a few of you have jumped right in, and those of you that haven’t: you’re still here.

I was telling my brother yesterday that I really value people who will stay, who will stick by you and not run when things get uncomfortable or hard to understand, who are willing to put a little effort into relationship. And while of course every relationship is valuable because every person is, I have to say: those people who will fight through the rough stuff? They’re few and far between. They’re the best ones. They’re you guys.

So that said, I’ve got a real treat for you today, one that friends on Twitter or Flickr will probably have already seen coming, and one that friends in real life have already heard about. Buckle up: it’s time to talk about kombucha.

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