It was mid-June, The RV was packed to the gills with keto margarita mix and pre-made masalas. The fifty-four-quart extra freezer we had purchased just for this two-month cross-country road trip was stocked with so much homemade bone broth, frozen Ginger Gluten-Free Muffins and dal with extra tamarind. We were ready for vacation and RV …
Once upon a time in Idaho we came across a traffic jam. Unlike in southern California, this did not involve a bunch of people in Prius’s beeping at one in another to drive faster so they could get to Whole Foods right now. A traffic jam in Idaho involves 500 sheep clogging a mountain freeway. …
If you live in a larger metropolis town like Los Angeles or Chicago then you may have all kinds of ethnic grocery stores within walking distance perhaps. Living at 7,000 feet in a well-known southern California ski town we are hours away by car to the nearest natural, organic or ethnic grocery store. It sucks …
Somethings will always bring me back to that Labor Day weekend on Mt Baldy. The smell of men’s arm pits. Throwing up orange slices and a hell of a lot of water. The way my calves cramped up after the race (All I wanted to do was grab that box of …
I live 63 miles from the beach. That is not just 63 regular miles; that’s 63 miles in Los Angeles traffic so that means I am at least an hour and a half from my closest beach on a good day. There are not a lot of days that …