Throughout my twenties, I oscillated between being the girl who would eat anything, in protest of the pervasive diet culture in Los Angeles; and trying all things wellness culture, which was basically the same thing, but with cuter branding. In both iterations, I was completely cut-off from my body’s queues and often felt ill after meals. In my thirties, I’ve found a balance that celebrates my love of food in a way that also honors my body, and isn’t aiming to prove anything to anyone. My fridge and pantry are a direct reflection of that. Let’s me show you!
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