Tagged: food

Trader Joe's peanut butter cups

“You skinny people can eat anything”

Throughout my life, people have always felt the need to comment on my body and my food choices. From random old men in diners (“You sure can eat!” or “I like a girl with an appetite”) to coworkers (“OMG, are you pregnant?????” or “Wow, salad again, are you on a diet?”), the world seems to...

Star Wars journal

Miss Migraine: Why a migraine diary doesn’t work for me

The Adventures of Miss Migraine is an ongoing column about my life with chronic migraine. A version of this post appeared first on October 19, 2012 on my blog of the same name. I don’t keep a migraine diary. If anything could be considered the cardinal sin of migraine management, it would be refusing to...

Punk Rock Gardner

Punk Rock Gardner

Working in the garden is meditative. There’s the endless pulling of weeds, checking vegetables and flowers for signs of insect infestation or fungal infection, repairing damage done by small animals or the weather, pulling more weeds. I like the physicality of these tasks: the strain in my back and shoulders, the flexing of muscles, the...

Eating as political act

Eating as political act

I spend much of my Sundays in the kitchen, preparing food for the coming week. This is not a simple domestic ritual to me, though I enjoy it immensely. No, fermenting my own yogurt, baking my own granola, and cooking all my beans instead of getting them from cans is a radical political act. Here’s...