This year I enjoyed so many fresh fruits and vegetables: oranges, snap peas, lime, onions, potato, black olives, tomato, raspberries, avocado, black beans, strawberries, mushrooms, and apples.
I used a lot of basil and cumin. I enjoyed tandy and jammy flavors.
I appreciated salt and water and one particularly delicious bottle of water enjoyed in Venice.
From the farmer's market we had a desssert of raspberry brandy on ice cream with fresh berries, blueberries, blackberries, raspberries --perfection.
It was the year of enjoying Bayside Cafe where we had the soy curl wrap often and a death by chocolate cupcake.
And the stand out of the year Kir Royale in Paris.
Relatable — I used this word in my reviews of Depression Hates a Moving Target by Nita Sweeney on Goodreads and Amazon . It's a nice word, but overused of late. So, it feels lazy. What do I mean? I connected with this book. It made me reflect more on my own first marathon experience. It made me want to put on my running shoes and head out the door again. In fact, I did. Now, typically, my mental health doesn't hinder my ability to do the stuff I want to do and my body flies under the radar. Still, I also felt goofy stepping out in my running gear a lot of the time. I didn't see myself as a "runner" or an athlete. And, I had no idea if I could run 13 miles let alone 26.2 when I started. More to the point, could I stay moving for the 4+ hours straight it would take to complete the marathon? To do the training mileage, I knew I'd have to run through streets and trails on my own and that made me nervous, too. Waves of grief wash us to strange shores. Whe...
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