My trip to Istanbul has been over a year in the making. My girlfriends and I had a week long trip planned along the Turkish coast last summer, but we changed it last minute due to the political unrest. Our replacement trip to Croatia more than sufficed, but I still had a flight voucher to Istanbul and an itch to check out the city.
The real reason I quit dairy was because I saw the proof on paper: I took an allergy test. Albeit, it should probably be called an “intolerance” test because it shows you on a scale from 0-6 how intolerant you are to over 500 foods. Being intolerant to a certain food doesn’t mean you are going to break out into hives if you eat it, it just means that your body has a hard time dealing with it. My goal is to eat how my body wants when I’m in control of cooking, but be flexible when I’m out to eat, traveling, or at social events. And let’s be real. If I’m dying for a cookie, I’m going to have a cookie.
Yet again, there have already been a few weekends this year that I wished it didn’t take a 20-hour travel day to get to the US West Coast. Had it been the usual 2 hour flight from SF to Las Vegas, I would have been at Colette’s Bachelorette party in a heartbeat. I was sad I couldn’t make it, but figured I could send a little something special for the bride-to-be. Plus I wanted to remind my friends that I do exist all the way over here in Switzerland and wish I could be there. I considered sending a glass statue of the infamous bachelorette party mascot that I found, but I worried about it arriving safely in one piece. I ended up going the more PG route.
I know, I know. I already did a chia seed pudding recipe. But, but, it is just that good! Especially for a non-dairy eater…like me. It’s sad but true. I gave up dairy for real this time (well, let’s say 90% of the time). The milk industry lied to me all those years. Milk products don’t do my body any good. I stopped eating and drinking most dairy about a month ago. The good news is that I have a lot more energy and have even lost a few pounds because of it. The bad news is that I still want pizza! Lasagna! Ice cream!
The wind is whipping, the rain is pouring, the leaves are falling, and the soup is on the stovetop. I just love autumn! But not in mid-August. I’m used to cold summers after living in San Francisco, but at least in San Francisco, a random gorgeous sunny day might be graced upon you in the middle of January. Meanwhile, January in Zürich, I was bundled up in my knee-length down coat during our proclaimed “warm winter”. Despite the bad weather, we have had a couple nice days, and I am still glad to be back in beautiful Zürich. Some highlights…
Between marrying into the Ball family and the recent Mason jar trend, I knew there had to be Ball jars at our wedding. I used most as vases to decorate the aisle and the tables, but that obviously wasn’t enough. I decided that every guest had to drink out of a Ball jar, so I bought one jar for each guest. Ahh the joys of being wedding crazed. Thank goodness it’s over.
I’m home from being home. When I was leaving for California, I told everyone I was going home, yet when I was on my way back to Switzerland, I again told everyone I was going home. I guess I now have two “homes” and I’m perfectly ok with that. As I mentioned before, I had a pretty packed schedule while I was in the states. Luckily that packed schedule involved getting to see almost all my family and friends in one trip, even if it did involve re-packing my bag eight times and never knowing where I was when I woke up the morning.
My nephew, Noah, and I were playing house the other day. I was the mom and he was the dad and cousin Evie was our daughter. Noah went off to work and gave me a big kiss. When he came home from work, he pretended to hand me money as well as the dinner he picked up for our family. I said, “Why thank you, my husband!” He responded, “You’re very welcome.” A minute later he turned to me and asked, “Do you know why I brought you all this?” I was confused and asked why. “Because you are lucky,” he answered.
I’m back in the bay area and it feels so good. I’ve got a packed three weeks that includes traveling on six flights to four states for a 90th birthday party, a wedding, a bachelorette party, and a family vacation to Loon Lake. After 15+ hours flying across the Atlantic back to San Francisco and a wee bit of jet-lag, I figured we could keep this post simple. Let’s not count on my spelling and grammar right now and show you five things I’ve already written around the web!