The Juice Truth
Not all juices are created equal. This is what I’ve come to discover in the past few years of the juice craze, where everyone seems to be imbibing some kale laden, aloe stirred, chia seed dotted bottle of liquid produce.
Not all juices are created equal. This is what I’ve come to discover in the past few years of the juice craze, where everyone seems to be imbibing some kale laden, aloe stirred, chia seed dotted bottle of liquid produce.
When I think of Halloween, I think of pumpkins – but not of the jack o’ lantern iteration we’ve all carved into shapes ranging from eerie to pedestrian – of spooky faces aglow on neighborhood porches. Instead, I think very vividly of the pumpkin costume my mom made for me when I was about six years old.
My friends from The Clean Team (good old Dr. Junger & Dhru Purohit) sent over some great recipes to prep you for next week’s Thanksgiving’s festivities. I love a brined, stuffed and roasted turkey as much as anyone, but if you’re just cooking for two, maybe a smaller bird is more up your alley – and coupled with a beautiful side and a delicious dessert, you will be The King or Queen of happy bellies & full hearts.
So you’ve feasted, you’ve given thanks, you’ve clinked glasses, and we all know you tip toed into the kitchen in the middle of the night to have an extra spoonful of pie. I’m not judging – it’s Thanksgiving.
If you’re planning a trip to South America, you’re probably thinking of heading to some of the mainstay places to head to—Rio de Janeiro, Buenos Aires, Machu Picchu—and while all of those cities are definite must-sees, Cartagena, Colombia should also be at the top of your list.
It was the lobby of The Bowery Hotel in New York – the playground for late night jaunts and boisterous conversation over Moscow mules and polenta fries. I remember it like it was yesterday because I had never been surrounded by so many people raving about something with such conviction.
Chef Eric Werner, of Hartwood in Tulum, has done the unthinkable – and done it well. After serving up delicious bites to Manhattan’s finest, he and his wife Mya, closed up shop and moved to the Yucatan Peninsula of Mexico to open their jungle-side, open air restaurant in Tulum.
Swede-iopian. That’s how Chef Marcus Samuelsson describes his food, and rightly so. What I love about this term is that, yes, it aptly reflects his Ethiopian birthright, and Swedish upbringing, but also the playfulness with which he sees food…
I used to take the longest showers, to take a phone call when I was washing dishes, or even let the faucet run while I was brushing my teeth. It was wasting water, yes, but I wasn’t focused on the water at hand; I was focused on the task at hand.
Some nights you read words that resonate so deeply that you’re convinced they are as imbedded in you as your veins, your freckles, your pulse. This is what happened when I stumbled upon the poetry of Tyler Knott Gregson – author, photographer, poet, Buddhist.