Hi! I'm Mischa!

I was reading this UK channel 4 article with a feature on an ugly old broad named Janet Street-Porter ( a foodie). This is what she writes about a new Whole Foods Market that opened in Kensington.

“The company’s motto is ‘Whole Foods Whole People Whole Planet’ - but they are ruthless when it comes to competition and closed the local branch of Fresh and Wild (which they owned) in order to drive customers to their Kensington High Street superstore - so much for reducing our carbon footprint. More importantly, do we really need to choose from 40 kinds of sausages, 100 kinds of olive oil or 400 cheeses? In America, the land of the obese, people drive to places this size and stock up for a week at a time - in London there is no culture of doing that, and we already have to travel so far to and from work there’s precious little time left over to shop.”

Umm.. last time I checked, people in London weren’t much thinner.

Chicago winters are brutal. We’re talking about frigid temperatures paired with bone chilling winds that leave your skin wind-burnt and dried out. I’m glad I don’t live downtown anymore.. getting anywhere would be an adventure. Coming to an intersection, I sometime thought I’d get blown away.. and lets not even get into the fear of falling ice. I lived right across the street from Lake Michigan and the winds that came off of it would making dodging melting falling ice a battlefield.

All that makes me grateful for my now cozy hundred-year-old house, equipped with indoor and outdoor wood burning fireplaces, dozens of thick blankets, a freezer stashed with homemade soup, a hot tub and a sauna.

Well anyway, so yeah its winter and that also means that I’ve sold my soul to the gym. Yup you’ll find me there multiples times a week, getting my butt kicked. Its still much more appealing than roughing it out in the cold.

Jacob and I were thinking about going to Vegas for New Year’s. But what would New Year’s be without drinking champagne in front of Buckingham Fountain with dozens of friends?