When I was a kid, my family celebrated Easter in a big way. My siblings and I woke up at an ungodly hour to check out what the Easter bunny had left us the night before. The usual fare was a colorful basket for each of us filled with chocolate bunnies, peeps, and best of all, lots of jelly beans. We would sample an alarming amount of candy well before breakfast, church, and Easter egg hunting.
While I loved all the different kinds of . . . → Read More: Licorice Whiplash
I’m an amateur photographer, and in my spare time, I love to tramp through gardens, woods, marshes, and other scenic landscapes capturing the beauty of nature. I am happy shooting pictures of migrating birds, close ups of flowers and bees, and wide-angle landscapes of mountains or rolling grasslands. Here in Minnesota, fall has turned our lush green landscape dotted with orange, pink, and purple wildflowers into fields of yellow Goldenrod. It’s a little ironic, that as beautiful as Goldenrod is, I have a hard . . . → Read More: The Healing Wisdom of Plants
There’s an Asian grocery store not too far from my house. I shop there occasionally when I’m looking for foods that I can’t find anywhere else—things like mock duck, baby bok choy, and chili bean paste. As I wander through the store, I can’t help but be amazed at all the foods that I’m totally unfamiliar with, and wonder how I would use them in a meal. As a label reader, I can’t help but think about the ingredients, as well as the additives . . . → Read More: Are Chinese Herbs Safe?
The Rio Olympics are on, and there’s nothing better than watching your favorite athletes competing at the highest level in the world. Each and every competitor has trained to the fullest and is hoping to be in the best shape possible, and every one of them will do what they can to stay that way. You’ve seen athletes wearing colorful tape to support their muscles, wearing braces on weak joints, and using massage to speed their recovery between events.
This year at Rio, it . . . → Read More: Cupping at the Olympics: Nine Things You Need to Know
I am breaking up with eggs. Don’t get me wrong; I love eggs—fried, scrambled, huevos, Benedict, or however you want to prepare them. But the sad truth is lately, eggs don’t like me. Over the past several months, I have discovered that eggs are making me sick. About four hours after eating them, I find myself doubled over with intestinal cramping, sweating, nausea, and a need to run to the bathroom. I’ve found first-hand how much of a problem this can be when I’m . . . → Read More: Food Allergy or Sensitivity?