At the end-of-the-cleanse celebratory meal (by Juicey Lucy’s).
So, I made it. My three-week cleanse is over, and I’m feeling fantastic. Sure, it was hard work, and there were some really frustrating moments and times when all I wanted was a bite of cheese or a &*^%^ sip of wine, but the payoff is amazing. It’s very grounding. And now I feel like my intentions and habits have been brushed up and reminded about eating healthfully—sometimes you just have to hit the reset button.
It also means I am beginning my re-emergence back into my tablehoppin’ life. While it was hard to be at COCHON 555 on Sunday and only be able to eat Rancho Gordo’s (delicious) cannellini beans, I’m looking forward to the Street Fixe dinner tonight at Stable (which is actually a vegetarian meal). And then I am leaving on Wednesday for a couple days of touring the wineries and restaurants in Sonoma’s West County—will be a gorgeous time to be up there.
Please remember starting this Thursday (through Saturday) you can dine out and help the Gulf Coast. And Saturday is the Golden Glass, where you will be able to pick up a copy of my book if you haven’t had a chance!
I’m also thrilled to announce in less than two weeks, I am doing an Indian street food lunch at Dosa! I’ve been waiting to do this event for a long time—ever since I returned from India in January—but my book tour had me a little too busy. Just in case you drooled over all the amazing food I got to try in Mumbai, here’s your chance to actually taste a lot of those dishes! It’s going to be a daytime feast on Saturday June 19th, and we’ll be pouring some delicious wines from Robert Oatley Vineyards. Check out all the details here. I hope to see you there!
And lastly, thanks to all of you for your very kind notes and regards last week. It was definitely one of the sadder weeks of my life, and I’m still having to take it one day at a time. Unexpected loss can be so hard. It’s going to be good to get out of town for a couple days, and be in such a beautiful setting.
This week’s issue is lovingly dedicated to the memory of (John) Scott Brooks, my ex-boyfriend who was a big part of why I am a food writer today. He taught me the difference between a brunoise and a chinoise, he made my favorite crème brûlée and margaritas, and is the only man I’ve ever known with a madeleine pan. He forever changed the course of my life, and for that I am deeply grateful. Rest in peace. 6-6-1961 : 6-2-2010.