I’m here to share all the fun details from our European romp back in July 2019! Better late than never, right?

This trip was something out of a fairy tale. We were met with breath-taking landscapes, marvelous people, and truly out-of-this-world culinary experiences. Let’s dive in. (This will be a long post. Buckle up.)

The morning of June 8, 2018, I woke up to the news that Anthony Bourdain had died from an apparent suicide. I can’t quite express to you the way this news broke me. For anyone who’s felt this way before, even just the mention of suicide is triggering. I wept because I wanted to die, too. I was in such emotional pain and agony. Everything in my life was so beautiful, but within me there was a violent war between what felt like life-or-death needs. One side wanted freedom around food, complete, unconditional self-love and -acceptance; the other side could not relinquish the illusion of controlling my body, my worth, my loveableness. An endless war with no concessions. I just couldn’t see my way out.