Addiction Recovery Story #25, Pussy Willow: Go Ahead, Take the Cake

Layer, Bundt, crumb, Costco sheet, upside-down, funnel, angel, pricey restaurant slice— I’ll pass. I’ve had my fill. I was a different woman on vacation this week. Here is #25 in the flower-titled sugar/overeating addiction series I started 1/31/21.

Behold The Blue Pig Tavern, one of my favorite restaurants, as much for the crackling fire as for the Caesar salad and ingredients sourced from Beach Plum Farm. This week, the salad featured dried strawberries; the gift shop sells tall jars of farm jam.

But the idea that a specific donut from a street cart would cushion my landing at work when I had left my baby girl at home — that is as twisted as the marble cruller itself.

That doughy treat would pad my hips and belly, for sure. But the work of life, the truth of life, involves facing our feelings instead of burying them in substances that can kill us in the end.

At Two Mile Beach*, where Dan and I went bird-watching and walked the Marsh and Dune Trails this week.

Magazine maven, craft coffee lover, legal guardian. Passionate about fashion and lipstick — though it may not look that way when I dash to the supermarket.

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