If I were a spice, I'd be nutmeg. One, you can put some in pancake batter and the pancakes will taste marvelous. Two, I seem to be adding diagnosis to my list everyday. Lately, I have been diagnosed with Borderline Personality Disorder. I am both overwhelmed by this diagnosis and relieved-overwhelmed, because it's a pretty major mental disorder with some really heavy stigma attached to it, but I am also relieved, because the diagnosis does seem to fit my characteristics. There is a sense of relief that comes when a diagnosis resonates within you, even if it is a diagnosis filled with stigma and misconceptions. Knowledge is power and the more I know about my diagnosis, the better I can help myself move into recovery.
And if I were a spice, I would be in a store like Spice It Up in Asheville!
Actually, the shop is in the lovely, artsy town called Black Mountain, which is near Asheville. (
Isn't the interior beautiful? As you can see, on one wall, there are many different types of flavored salts and sugars. The tea has its own room! Here I am, sampling some sugar: I make a lot of cookies with the teenager I work with and I got very excited thinking about the baking possibilities...
On the other side of the store, there is a wall with Custom Blends and Rubs. I was very happy to learn that the rubs were very popular and that the store has a hard time keeping them in stock. I bought a few for Christmas presents-I won't say for who!
The smell of the tea room and the herbs outside...The taste of the sugar...The beauty of the decor...The excitement of foodie possibilities...The memory of these things are beginning to a passion for living in me, which has been long absent. I have been struggling with depression for several months now, but I can feel my soul beginning to waken up. I think it's time to get cooking...
This was an awesome post! Great writing, nice pics.