Alright, our first Apocalypse Meal! We’re a little over a week into self-isolating in most places, and here in NY, we’re a couple of days into the shelter-in-place order, which is going…well, it’s going. That’s about all that can be said at this point, and since we’re all participating in the going together, separately, I’ve decided that I’m GOING to go nuts in this tiny fox den if I don’t stay busy and away from the news. So, let’s dig in!
But, I mean, I’ve already started clocking the exact minute the sunlight changes in each window for maximum vitamin D exposure.
In my ant-sized NYC apartment, there live two ravenously-hungry adults always in search of second helpings and snacks, alongside two beastly-appetited cats, each of whom weighs no more than four pounds yet somehow continue to crave wildebeest-sized meals (both frightening and impressive). So, how do I plan to continue to feed everyone a somewhat uncompromising diet during such apocalyptic events as the Corona outbreak? By remembering to use my brain to plan and buy balanced meals and not my emotions.
Growing up in the South… wait. Let me rephrase that. Mostly growing up in the South, you learn a lot about living off of the land, farming, appreciating your surroundings. Not that I didn’t before. I mean, I grew up navigating the red woods of northern California chasing off bears, mountain lions and lost hippies. But down here, everything’s much slower, much more indulgent.
Alright guys! I’ve got my yoga pants on, scarves are just an arm’s-length away (in the event that the weather drops below 85 degrees!), new suede booties just arrived in the mail, Gilmore Girls is on constant replay, and I’ve had a PSL. This white girl is ready for FALL!!!