After indulging and treating myself every day in New Orleans, I really needed a reset. Vacation was over and my diet of po’ boys and cocktails had to come to an end. Though when you’re on vacation and the hotel you’re staying at has a cocktail called “Dance Party,” you order it. And it was delicious. But it was back to DC and time to get real.
And by real, I mean real foods that aren’t processed, are whole, nourish and cleanse. I flew back to DC late on a Sunday and I ordered the biggest salad I could on Monday. While I love my neighborhood, there isn’t a grocery store so I have to do most of my grocery shopping on the weekend. The corner market is good for last-minute small things but it definitely wouldn’t cut it for my “get real” promise.
Enter Vegetable and Butcher.