Chew to avoid stinky embarrassment

Do you chew well? No really. Do you chew your food when you have a meal? Let’s be honest, we’ve all scarfed down a piece of pizza at one point or another.  You don’t need to feel bad about it.  There’s certainly a time and place for everything.  I can tell you that I do not always pay attention to chewing.  Sometimes, I’m gabbing away with friends or my lover and just enjoying the moment; somehow mindful chewing is temporarily neglected.

Just a few weeks ago I attended a course at CreativeLive and spent three incredible days with the lovely Darya Rose.  I can’t say enough about her work and about how much I love her message.  She’s not only a Foodist, she’s a total (self proclaimed) science-geek!…

Meal time enlightenment, thanks to a Buddhist chef

Absolute bliss!  That’s what I felt when the bright orange kobocha squash made contact with my taste buds.  It was so creamy, and it was if it was melting in my mouth.  I didn’t ask about the seasoning, as I was experiencing such joy; my mind was clear of any other thoughts or curiosity.  I did taste a slight hint of dill which was peculiar and unique.  It might not sound appealing at first, at least not for me, but I was pleasantly surprised.  Have you ever been so incredibly delighted by food that your mind becomes clear of all thoughts?  My senses were fully ignited and engaged during this particular meal.

Where was I dining may you ask? Shangri-La in Oakland, California. …

Indian Dal recipe for lovers

This week we have a special treat!  A fellow foodie and lover of Indian food shares her recipe for Indian Dal and the art of cookin’ up love in the kitchen with her partner.

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Indian Dal Recipe for Lovers  |  by: Mckenna Toston

Cooking is an art that fulfills me and keeps me grounded despite what’s happening in my world.  No matter what stressful events my day might bring, a little time in the kitchen always puts a smile back on my face–especially when I’m in the kitchen with my partner.

After five years of collaborating in the kitchen, Vincent and I have mastered cooking together.  I chop, he pours.  I stir, he seasons.  He flips, I plate.  Those are the basics, anyway.  …

Tantric kissing is juicier with a plate of fruit

Last weekend, my husband, Joe and I participated in a Tantric kissing workshop led by the highly skilled Divine Kika.  Who could resist a beautiful Brazilian Goddess leading you through intimate practices with your beloved?  Well, Joe and I couldn’t.  One look at the workshop through a Facebook event page had us hooked.  First, I will let you know that it was absolutely wonderful and certainly one of the best date nights that we’ve ever had.  It was unique, we were in the company of conscious couples, and we were learning something new — learning something that would enhance our relationship; everything about it was just perfect.

I’d love for you to get a vision of the setting for this perfect evening.…

Get Sweaty and Get in tune. Yoga is my drug.

My Happy Drug, that is!  First things first.

Somehow, in this adventurous life I lead, I board a flight at least once a month.  Fortunately, I love traveling. I love the energy and the many unique people I encounter. I love learning how to acclimate to new places.  I even love airports-especially my main hub, San Francisco International Airport-talk about Sensual Food options, OH yeah!  One thing I have found to be true from the 100+ flights I’ve boarded in the last few years, is that I need three main things to keep me going while in transit.  Number one is, of course, Sensual Foods: the highest quality organic and sustainable food available.  The second is physical activity; I prefer Yoga or dance, and the third-without a doubt, is laughter.…

Can ditching sugar can sweeten your relationship?

Delicious, sweet, moist, rich piece of yummy chocolate cake!  How do these words make you feel?  I love chocolate.  I love chocolate cake.  I love desserts.  All of the time? Probably not.  Most of the time? Yes.

I believe it was the day after my 11th birthday.  It was either a blistering cold “snow day” in the Midwest, and I didn’t have school.  I woke up and turned on the history channel-wait, I’m making things up now.  I turned on MTV and went in the kitchen to find breakfast.  Somehow, no one was awake but me.  My favorite mornings as a child were the ones where the house was mine!  I grabbed the few left over pieces of the chocolate cake out of the refrigerator from my birthday party two nights prior. …