Suddenly finding out that you have a food allergy can be not only surprisingly expensive but downright depressing — especially when that means you can no longer indulge in sacred American food traditions, like Girl Scout Cookie season.
Down here in Longhorn country, one thing is for certain: Football is no longer just a game, and weekends are no longer just for brunch. I’m surrounded by Burnt Orange in every direction and the TVs are all tuned to game day coverage — NFL, college, and high school games. (Hook ’em!)
I was never really into the ombre trend until I fell head over heels for this month’s cover of Martha Stewart Living (which, and I quote from my Instagram, is “one of the prettiest magazine covers I’ve seen all year.”)
To those who’ve known me for years (or worked with me for any length of time), it should come as no surprise that the possible end of my grocery diet experiment has been brought about by my greatest and oldest ally (or is that nemesis?): Coffee.
Literally putting my grocery diet experiment on hold, the past two days I found myself with neither the energy to cook nor the appetite for food, finally succumbing to this nasty sinus cold that’s been making its way around Boston and the Swap office, in particular — swapping germs is not a fun type of swap