There is pain from Seperation





Woman – An Ode (In lieu of International Women’s Month)



First and foremost I am a woman

I have an innate appreciation  for the aesthetic

My eye is drawn to the beauty in all things

I have an inherent reverence for all life

My breath is an absolute dance with life’s ebbs and flows

I understand that with each step I take it becomes a sacred communication with the Earth below

I command respect from energies that surround me

And I bless everything I touch

I have a secret language not spoken but understood by nature

I see the rain as a baptism and stand in it fearlessly as I am cleansed

I see each part of my body as its own spell I accentuate

Adorning  with jewels, tantillizing scents, or  fashion

Afterall, I am a woman

I command the wind from my lips

And listen to the calls of the Mother

I praise and support my Sisters as we recall our Reign

We whisper our dreams onto butterfly wings

And make change for better things

My Compassion grows with every lesson

And my strength knows no bounds

I create life through passion

while pray safe passing for the dead

To my Ancestors I say

I am Woman , afterall

by T.

Once upon a tart…

This reminds me of my time in the south of France when I often visited a bakery called Tart Marie. Tantilizing little bits of brilliance in a pastry shell. They knew my name and I believed they concocted a few just for me.


These days I like to spend my weekend mornings at Once upon a tart… It’s a small, quaint spot on Sullivan street in Soho, right around the corner from my boyfriend’s. And best of all, it has the best gluten-free cookie of all time.


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Lamb Shanks With Gremolata Crumbs, Italian Style


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Lamb Shanks With Gremolata Crumbs, Italian Style  served on top of a bed of creamy parmesan polenta   is a great dinner for a chilly weekend evening.  This simple dish of humble Italian origins is so flavorful that it makes a wonderful meal to serve at a casual dinner party. The shanks are slowly cooked in the oven in a tomato wine braising liquid. The liquid infuses the meat with taste while the meat juices add a wonderfully rich depth of flavor to the liquid.  After a couple of hours in the oven, the meat becomes so tender that it almost falls off the bone. Everything can be prepared before your guests arrive and kept warm in the oven. Effortless entertaining is what this meal is all about.

Italian Lamb Shank With Gremolata Crumbs On A Bed Of Creamy Parmesan Polenta Italian Lamb Shank With Gremolata Crumbs On A Bed Of Creamy Parmesan Polenta

Italian Lamb Shanks

Serves two, adjust the recipe accordingly


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Vegan is the new black

Vegan is the new Black. There seems to be a growing number of people shouting from the rooftops that they are vegan. People do not start conversation with “Hello” anymore. It starts with someone stating, “I’m Vegan”. In a recent conversation I introduced my self to someone and said My name only to have them answer “I am a Vegan”. I was a little taken back and then said, that’s cool, so what is your name? They answered and immediately afterwards gave me a spiel on veganism and how they are saving the environment and animals. I thought this was unusual just because in the state of things in the world there are so many other things to talk about.  I am not opposed to veganism or proposing meat or any other dietary plan that may fit for your life.  But in the scale of appropriateness this is skewed just slightly. Though it may be saving animals, it loses it’s shimmer when the ego is placed on the plate per se and its pushed in front of you to eat without any hint of interest.

Although I used to be a vegetarian for 17years and a raw foodist in my life, I never felt the need to state it to anyone unless asked or if I went to a dinner.  I do want to say that Siddartha was a vegetarian when he was an aesthetic until he realized the middle path and was offered and drank milk that was given to him from a woman who saw him starve. When I studied in India, many yogis who went into deep meditation ate “Ghee”.  Ghee is goat butter. The reason for this was because it protected their “Nadis” from the vibration and gave them a grounding sensation when deep in meditation.  In some teachings of the Buddha to his desciples; as a monk was that things are taken as a gift when it is placed in your begging bowl.  Before America was America the native Americans hunted for what they needed and also thanked the animal for their sacrifice. The story of the antelope in native medicine tells of this. The antelope offered itself as a blessing. I am using these as examples that our origin is not that of a vegan. Our teeth have incisors for the sole purpose of eating flesh. But please be aware that I am not promoting either one but I do think that we should have the knowledge of everything at hand before declaring what we thinking is right or wrong and condemning others for doing what they do. Posting saving the animals on your FB and eating meat are different things entirely.

I can say that in the world today, I do not agree with the mass meat farming and animal cruelty. I do believe that there are conscious ways of eating in the world today and if you stay conscious through these ways, you can see everything without the labels and ego based separation.


all things OM

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