My Love Letter To All The Wonderful Plant Based Black Folks I Met During Covid

Greetings all, It has been one solid year of eating like I got some sense. One year ago, my doctor spit out an awful diagnosis. High Blood Pressure. Stroke adjacent. Daily Pills. After being pissed off and eating my through a pandemic for five months, I made a decision. I would not be a statistic… Read More »

No Mas Caca Day Four

Recently, I’ve decided to shine. Shine! Shine some more. Then move as if I’m already living in a victory. This sounds if I’ve been living in California too long. Maybe this is true. What if this way of thinking and being is long overdue? It has a name… Being Unreasonable. Part of being unreasonable is… Read More »

Day Twenty – Kicking the Sugar Pimp in the Groceries for Thirty Days

Maybe I’m running out of ways to lament about my battle. I just heard a challenge that involves not only no sugar but no manufactured meat substitutes. My friend calls it franken meat. Although, I ‘ve let the sugar go (with the exception of what they slip into my yummy oat milk) I’m still eating… Read More »