Today I read, ‘Devotion’, so I didn’t lose my fucking mind. Reading Patti Smith was pure indulgence, like a luxurious and beautifully presented breakfast in bed, but served alone at that hotel in The Shining.
There is nothing quite like another hospital admission to make you re-evaluate your priorities. Now home, juggling glucose and electrolytes like knives, I am shuffle walking into a new phase of my life. I have no idea how to plot my path, or even where I’m going. It is all and only one breath after the other.
Whenever uncertain, we often seek refuge and comfort in familiarity, be that music, friends, scent, environments, or even food to feed our nostalgia. Whenever I need certainty, I am naturally drawn back to the brutal simplicity of Hemingway. No writer devastates with such brevity, nor whole heartedly gives while they’re taking. Hemingway, right now, feels like home for me.
‘The Old Man And The Sea’, may not exactly be described as an imaginative or inspirational tale, yet it generously affords us the wisdom to reflect on our one true victory – the human spirit as unflinching and strong.
When I was unwell and unworldly, my life was teeming with those who took advantage of my good nature until there was no good nature left. I turned off the tap and all the wordless people went to drink elsewhere. Even though I knew this would happen, I was still so surprised. Few remained who reached out with no motive, unprompted, and so I made a vow on my retreat back into literature to only match the energy of another.
All our lives, we turn to books, for solace, connection, and for reasons to live, as one must do in times like this, and I discovered, ‘The Light In The Dark – A Winter’s Tale’, by Horacio Clare. This book was a rescue branch away from the cracking ice of what I once thought was solid ground. It truly was a light in the dark. A scattering of neutrons gleaming over the snow. Even though we are now fast approaching spring, I am still bound by a long bitter winter, watching only for light, and waiting for the thaw.
1 large handful of cold pre-poached rhubarb in grenadine
3 choppedfrozen bananas
2 handfuls of frozen strawberries
1teaspoonof vanilla essence
A little water to get the blender going
You will need a high powered blender for the ‘nice cream’. Havea spatula to hand to scrape down the sides if nothing much appears to be happening. Swear lots. Add only a fraction of water dead centre, as youwant the consistency to remain thickand smooth. Your patience will pay off because this bowl will make your brain super high ⭐️
Decorate with chia seeds, homemade granola, fresh strawberries, sliced bananas, goji berries, and a massive sprinkle of self respect.
There is something supremely healing about caring for yourself and putting the effort into your food or wellbeing. The base of this salad is constructed with fresh micro leaves, herbs and edible flowers. For protein and flavour, I added bacon, and Shropshire blue, as these were easy to hand, then combined with red onion, figs and toasted pine nuts. Drizzle with either garlic or white truffle oil.
These are one of the most easiest and vibrant layered breakfast jars to prepare if you’re low in capacity, or your willpower to commit to a healthy eating plan is waning. Will keep refrigerated in airtight jars for up to 2 days.