When I got back from Kenya (my fourth of four 40-hour trips in four weeks), I felt approximately like this: blueeeeuruuuughhh.
Sitting for so long on an airplane, eating mostly hotel food, and residual tummy troubles from India and Nepal (that you probably don't reallyyyy want to hear about) left my back in a crunch, my digestive tract in disarray (but on the bright side, probably the home to lots of new friends!), and me craving nothing more than movement, stretching, fresh vegetables and home-cooked meals. Oh, and sleep. :)
As I recovered, I mostly ate very basic foods as I tried to figure out what would and wouldn't cause my stomach to rebel against me. I ended up removing most grains and refined sugars, finding comfort in fresh and cooked vegetables, giiiiiiiinger, and citrus.
I also resolved to slow down and cook more deliberately, drawing from the recipes on other blogs that inspire me.
Sitting for so long on an airplane, eating mostly hotel food, and residual tummy troubles from India and Nepal (that you probably don't reallyyyy want to hear about) left my back in a crunch, my digestive tract in disarray (but on the bright side, probably the home to lots of new friends!), and me craving nothing more than movement, stretching, fresh vegetables and home-cooked meals. Oh, and sleep. :)
As I recovered, I mostly ate very basic foods as I tried to figure out what would and wouldn't cause my stomach to rebel against me. I ended up removing most grains and refined sugars, finding comfort in fresh and cooked vegetables, giiiiiiiinger, and citrus.
I also resolved to slow down and cook more deliberately, drawing from the recipes on other blogs that inspire me.

