With all that's happening in the United States right now, I feel obligated to share my thoughts on the racism that is rampant within this country. When I was growing up, four of us lived in a one bedroom apartment in Queens New York. At the time it was all I knew so I thought nothing of it but now as an adult I realize how hard it was for my mother to provide things that so many of us take for granted, like personal space, privacy, and a safe neighborhood to live in. We moved to a bigger apartment (two bedrooms). My mother, sister and I slept on a king size bed and my brother had a twin bed in his own room. Even then I wasn't aware that my mother was struggling. Living in a bigger apartment in a better neighborhood felt like we were a world apart from our old place. There were kids in the neighborhood to play with and there wasn't a shortage in friendly neighbors. We were living in a Caribbean-American middle class neighborhood in Cambria Heights, New York. I once hea...
I've had a love and hate relationship with food since I can remember. I would get excited over a slice of pizza and then regret the several slices I ate after the first. This isn't something that's uncommon to many people. There are some of us who just like to eat. We live to eat instead of eating to live. There's nothing wrong with being a foodie unless it's to the detriment of your health. I like to count myself as a foodie. I like to try new recipes and I enjoy eating. Admitting your enjoyment of food is often met with judgement. Many of us are conditioned to believe that there are "good" foods and there are "bad" foods. I don't believe this to be true. I believe that all things can be eaten in moderation. I also believe that most of us don't practice moderation in our eating. Some of us eat clean and then binge on the "bad" food when tempted. It's hard to walk the line depending on your relationship with food. D...