MICHELLE CURRY WRIGHT

Tag: food

  • Bittersweet

    Telluride Daily Planet, Friday, October 11, 2024 I adore pomegranates – the sweet arils and their bitter seeds, and everything these bursts of goodness can add to a salad, a dessert, a smoothie bowl, or just a messy, stain-making hand-to-mouth experience. Growing up, we’d see them relegated to sad displays of exotic grocery store fruits,…

  • Stresslaxing (Yes, it’s a thing)

    Telluride Daily Planet, Friday, September 27, 2024 “For fast-acting relief, try slowing down.” — Lily Tomlin Growing up, I don’t remember much relaxing around our house. Honestly, there was my mom smoking and listening to Mozart, which was the closest thing she had to a daily mindfulness meditation. And I can recall exactly one image…

  • Crazy for sleep

    Telluride Daily Planet, Friday, September 12, 2024 I can tell you exactly when I got the best sleep of my life, aside from childhood and adolescence: my mid 20s in NYC, in a “wrong movie” period, when I just wanted out after four years of city life. Where I actually landed — before moving away…

  • Open sesame (and hemp)

    Telluride Daily Planet, Friday, August 30, 2024 If you were around in the 60s, 70s or 80s, you probably remember seeds as garnishes, at best. Flax, hemp, and pumpkin were virtually unknown in our house. Chia seeds? Part of a novelty item called a Chia Pet, a terra cotta shape advertised on TV that could…

  • Smoothalicious

    Telluride Daily Planet, Friday, July 5, 2024 Growing up, we had the three standard universal kitchen appliances of the time: the toaster, the blender and the stand mixer – well, not counting the “roaster,” essentially a piece of furniture you could wheel around and roast a large turkey in. I loved that thing. Throughout my…

  • Eating dirt

    Telluride Daily Planet, Friday, June 7, 2024 There was a story circulating in our family that my paternal grandmother, who died of complications of diabetes, used to eat dirt as some sort of health remedy. After my father died years later, my 60-something mother told me and my husband after dinner that she herself had…