Whole Health Dietitian — Tastefully Fueling Active Transportation
I compulsively check job postings in my field, and I recently came across a posting with an interesting experience requirement:
“Formal training in health communication and/or pubic health”
Classic example of the danger of not closely proofreading your PUBLIC health job postings. That one little “L” makes such a big difference. I suppose I could contact them and let them know about the typo, but why ruin others’ fun?
How to lose a car in a small parking lot — photographic evidence for this post:
If you look very closely, you might be able to see the tail pipe. It’s not like I drive a Smart Car, or anything else particularly tiny, it’s just that some things are TOO BIG! While you could argue (and I might even agree sometimes) that such vehicles are useful in certain situations, driving back and forth to work every day just isn’t one of them.
As I write this, our brick oven apartment approaches 85° F. Not quite hot enough for my yoga session to technically be “hot yoga,” but we’re getting there. It doesn’t feel too bad under the ceiling fan, but between the heat and the music from downstairs that I’m trying to block out, serious writing eludes me.
Try your hand at homemade spring rolls for a cool summer meal. Don’t forget the peanut dipping sauce!
The hat alone just wasn’t cutting it. Enter the sunbrella . . . just watch out for the creepers.
Today marks the one-year anniversary of HerGreenLife. Or is it a birthday? Hmmm . . . .
When I decided to start a blog, I spent a few weeks picking out a name. The fact that many of the names I wanted were already taken complicated things a bit. I found many of the blogs with names that I liked had not been updated in weeks, months, or even years — what a waste of good blog names! I mean, come on people, if you’re done using it, recycle it so that someone else can enjoy it.
Anyway, my frustration with good names being taken by defunct or nonactive blogs solidified my commitment to keep this thing going. This helps me continue even when the page hits are lower than I hoped, or when life is crazy and writing about it is just one more thing on the “to do” list.
I chose to start this blog after several months of reading other blogs (that have very little to do with what I write about here, but which I find/found vastly entertaining), namely Dooce and Her Bad Mother (why am I driving traffic their way?). These blogs get thousands, if not millions, of visits per day (if you click the link, you will be just a little drop in the bucket), so you can see how I was setting myself up for a bit of a let down.
One year blogged, ??? years to go!
An equally appropriate title would read, “Go, go to KC MO,” because we enjoyed a wonderful extended weekend in Kansas City. We dined at some known favorite restaurants and discovered some exciting new dining destinations.
We stayed in the County Club Plaza (or simply, The Plaza) area of Kansas City. The upside? Many restaurants and stores within walking distance. The downside? Most of those restaurants (and stores), were chain-type establishments (with the exception of Eden Alley). Not very exciting for these foodies.
With the exceptions of Eden Alley and Füd, all of the restaurants I mention offer both vegetarian and meat options.
Oldies but goodies*
We started our gustatory adventures at Eden Alley, a vegetarian and vegan restaurant that also uses many local ingredients. My sister ordered a pineapple bruschetta that was the star of the meal (one of the daily specials, I believe). I selected the egg salad on greens — it was only okay, definitely not the best egg salad ever. From past visits, some of the menu stars include the sweet potato burrito and the spinach and mushroom loaf.
For dinner Thursday evening, we hit up Bluebird Bistro. They focus on local ingredients, with food for vegetarians and carnivores alike. They make everything from scratch, including ketchup. Check out their eight for $8 menu served until 8pm, Monday through Friday. Both the vegetarian shepherd’s pie and the baked egg dish from the $8 menu were fantastic!
We picked Bluebird Bistro knowing that we would return 24-hours later for my brother-in-law’s rehearsal dinner. Twice in one weekend? No problem.
Her Green Life