I hate when people complain about being too busy, but I'm going to do it anyway. When I sat down today to write this post, I was appalled that my last post was from exactly eight weeks ago. For this I am sorry. I've been busy. I'm not actually going to complain too much about it, as I've been having a great time soaking up the last moments of summer, but I will admit to neglecting this special space. What have my last two months looked like? Lots of time at our neighborhood pool, family vacation, hosting my future sister-in-law's bridal shower, and planning our upcoming trip to South Africa (yeah!). This schedule has also affected my weekly menu planning. While I still stuck to creating meal plans, they centered around quick salads and easy throw together concoctions (I'm looking at you Kirkland canned tuna), but this week is going to be different! I am finally cracking open cookbooks and revisiting favorite recipes.
Charleston, SC has been a popular destination for a few years now. The water front views, delicious food, great shopping, beautiful scenery, and classic southern charm make it a perfect pick for a long weekend almost any time of year. David and I visited for a 3-day escape from the cold back in March (yes, I know this post is almost 5 months late). After having to delay our trip two weeks due to canceled flights, we were thrilled to finally arrive to much needed sunshine and exploration.
Excitement anxiety. What is it exactly? Other than my unique experience with low levels of anxiety, it's best described as a combination of Fear of Missing Out (FOMO) and butterflies in your stomach. It's the feeling I get when there are too many good things going on. Yes, you read that right. I know it doesn't make sense, but I often feel anxious in the summer when making weekend plans because I so badly want to squeeze every last activity onto the calendar. I love the summer; I'm happiest in the summer, but sometimes I need to take a step back and remind myself I can't do everything, and that's okay.
In my last post, I detailed the digestive ups and downs I've experienced over the last few months, and the regimen I've been following to try to solve these issues. It hasn't been easy, and to say that I've been living a perfectly low-FODMAP diet would be a lie. Although, I would say it's been pretty close to perfect on most days. However, I'm still not symptom free, and feeling frustrated. My suspicion is the four nutritional supplements I was taking twice a day were causing some counterproductive side effects, and the low-FODMAP protocol has real promise of helping. So I took a few days to re-evaluate, and decided to stop the supplements (I was almost done anyways), and give the FODMAP diet one more real try.
This is how I feel right now. This is how I've felt for a few days. But before jumping into the feelings, because that's what we're all about here, let me first apologize for the very long, and overdue post. Although, an advice column once told me never to apologize for overdue correspondence. It's been chaotic over the last few months; working 1 1/2 jobs, and generally saying Yes too often. I have so much to talk about and tell you, but in an attempt not to hurl word vomit in your direction, I'm going to attempt to keep things (somewhat) organized.
You read that right. I'm not cooking this week, and I'm already feeling some freedom and relief in an otherwise chaotic schedule. No, I'm not going on a kitchen strike, but I am using this week of Passover to try something new. If you are not familiar with the dietary rules of Passover, here's a helpful guide, but in short, for one week those who celebrate follow rules that pretty much resemble a Paleo/Primal diet (except the Matzah part).
Repost/Update: I originally wrote this post in July 2017, and enough has changed in the DC coffee world that it's already time for an update. New establishments have quickly become favorites, and one or two favorites have shut their doors. Plus, I'm hoping 2018's warm weather is just around the corner, which means iced coffee/cold brew sipping season is almost here!
Let's be honest, coffee makes the world go 'round. Well, it at least makes my world go 'round. I am far from a coffee snob, but I love nothing more than sipping on a cold brew in the summer or wrapping my hands around a warm mug in the winter. I don't need anything fancy; basic coffee with a splash of skim, whole, or almond milk hits the spot.
A few years ago, DC got its act together in the coffee department. This city saw a boom of new and independent coffee shops, cafes, bakeries, and roasteries open their doors. Suddenly, we all awakened to the greatness of better quality beans. Don't get me wrong, I will happily gulp down my Dunkin' Donuts, and sometimes pop into 7-Eleven even with other options in the neighborhood, but the increased variety in coffee date spots is welcomed.
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