To be completely honest, I'd come to the wilds of southwest Georgia looking for cheese. Knowing that there was an award-winning producer down here, somewhere, was exciting enough, and then someone had to go and tell me about the olive oil. "You know," said my lunch date in Atlanta, "there's a guy making olive oil down there, and it's really good." Georgia, the next Italy. What the hell—why not?
Studies show the Mediterranean diet is many things: a depression fighter, life extender, heart helper. One surprising thing it’s not? An actual diet.
The Mediterranean diet is a way of eating, like being a vegetarian is a way of eating. Unlike being a vegetarian, however, there are no hard and fast rules. You can, technically, follow a Mediterranean diet and still have an occasional (ok, infrequent) slice of cake.
I attended the Summer Fancy Food Show earlier this month, and still feel like I'm nursing some sort of sensory overload hangover. Three days, countless walked miles, and hundreds of samples from over 2,400 vendors later, I'm still thinking about the standouts from that week. You name it, I tasted it. From pomegranate chips to valerian-infused coffee for insomniacs, I'd like to think nothing surprises me anymore.
In elementary school, a friend of mine and I would swap eating dinner at each other's houses pretty frequently. She liked mine because, with three young kids in tow, my mom kept the pantry stacked with snacks. I loved eating at hers specifically for the salads.
For recent college graduates like myself, figuring out how to navigate this place you all call the real world can be pretty tricky sometimes. So when it comes to feeding myself, I am absolutely a "less is more" girl.