The body is a battleground. Just peruse any number of eating plans: Paleo, Atkins, Plant-based diets, Mark Hyman’s Anti-inflammatory Diet, Dr. Weil’s Pyramid, The Bulletproof Diet and you’ll see why. So many opinions about what is good for you. So many ways to feed yourself “the right way.” Just over a week ago, the artist lover and I got the flu (in that order) and for a full five days, the house was…
Spring and my palate is a wreck. On the Front Range, the weather sea-saws between too -warm days that force green shoots of daffodils and tulips skyward (giving me panic attacks about the kind of summer heat to come )and wet, dreary spring snows that cultivate mud and slush, and propel Greg and me out to the yard to cover our sprouting beds. Inside, my food cravings swing wildly between the still clinging winter need…
by Victor Koen in the NY Times When I read about Bulletproof Coffee in the NYTimes one Sunday, I scoffed. Butter whipped into coffee increases brain function and metabolism? Plus it helped you lose weight? Clearly too good and too goofy to be true, even if Jimmy Fallon raved about it. My initial reaction was that the whole idea was silly. Then last Sunday, Greg and I were enjoying an impromptu brunch at Modena Wine Cafe as part…
The Great Beauty Winter has been a two-faced hussy this year, alternating between days so warm I’ve gone stockingless in short skirts and the kind of gloomy weather that produces weary cloud-filled days without the payoff of snow. As far as I can tell, the prairie winter is merely a concept involving coolish temperatures, browned out landscapes, and little sun. It’s a pale imitation of the mountain winters I know, which regularly bring buckets of…
If my mother taught me one thing about food, it’s that it can be a secret pleasure. There’s a naughtiness to surreptitious eating, a deep sense that you’re indulging yourself away from the eyes of others. It’s the same reason we go to the movies: We sit in the dark, watching the lives of others—and there’s pleasure, a tiny sexual charge. A good girl by sensibility, my mother was famous for sneaking the icing off…
