Revive the senses through feel-good food. Just do anything food-wise, no matter how small, that makes you zing: pour hot water over fresh herbs for a fragrant tea; buy a whole organic pumpkin for a kitchen table centrepiece; thank a farmer at a farmers' market; put your hands on warm earth; spot a local rosemary bush; snag some for your lamb roast or your hair (Why not? Go nuts!); and comment to share your feel-good spring snippet. If stuck for ideas, mine are yours. Let's unite in support of feel-good food and ethical food practices. Thanks to all too who supported my Spring Feel-Good Food Project. I had a blast! While my food interests are diverse, so is my food writing history (and lifestyle freelance writing and corporate writing, yada...). Please see below right and my new FoodLit Website. Yeah! Please also subscribe for occasional food-fuelled news, ventures and opportunities.

Sunday, 4 September 2016

Lauris Nobelis. Huh? Day 5, 87 To Go...


I'm starting to ask myself whether committing to 91 daily feel-good food posts though spring is a bit nuts. While the ideas was to nurture right brain, fun, food, creativity and my sane self after many years in the corporate sector, and to share food love and maybe even inspire you, the technical side of things, as my brother would say, sh... me to tears. 

I mean, the thinking, planning, promoting yourself, and handling the various 'marketing platforms' when you'd rather be planting tomatoes is exactly what I was trying to avoid in my new greener, cleaner life. It seems, however, that the way to get to it is, initially at least, through the computer screen. 

After a half hour walk around the local neighbourhood, finding a bay leaf tree (Lauris Nobelis) and a lie on the grass to surrender whatever it is I'm doing (or not doing) to forces bigger than me, the answer to my question as to whether I'm nuts is undoubtedly yes. The answer to whether I regret my commitment to 91 spring posts is undoubtedly no. 

Call me naive, call me frivolous, call me whatever you please, and know I've been called worse and I don't care. A small daily commitment, even as small picking a branch of bay leaves, folding one to smell it, and hanging it in the kitchen for drying in readiness for the pot, keeps me balanced, keeps me sane, keeps me feeling in a busy, challenging world that otherwise feels a bit nuts.

Can you take a moment to share or comment in support of slower, cleaner, greener? Not to mention me. 

Until next time... I'm off to learn myself some html....  Really?


Foodliterary Regards,
julia Svoice
(Julia Hebaiter in Another Life)
FoodLit Writer, Feel-Good Food Lover & Storyteller


                                                     Because Food Sans Story is Bland