Some days, it’s tempting to throw in the towel and let life get you down—freelance writing means 12-hour work days and mere pennies in my pocketbook; summer in Berlin means sheets of cold rain that aren’t letting up after weeks on end; and many of my girlfriends seem to have a case of the blues, which doesn’t do much to promote to the group’s good cheer. Still, I’m a full-steam-ahead idolator of life—meaning, I might see a few ruts in the road but am maximally focused on only the hot shit, all of the time. How can I not be ecstatically in love with all of this curious chance and chaos? It might knock you down, but by god if it doesn’t let you get right back up again and keep forging ahead. I can definitely toast to that—and I’m doing so (literally) with an afternoon glass of Demeter-certified Proseco. Any life that includes a little bubbly can’t be half-bad.
I have so much to be grateful for, not least of which is that it’s my job to write about what I had for lunch, and what a swell one it was: watermelon cup; dish of fresh yogurt from a small farm on the outskirts of Berlin, topped with flax seeds and cinnamon; and my new-favorite German wonder-food, Muesli bread. A rich, multi-grain roll packed with toasted whole-oats, nuts, seeds, and dried fruit–all baked with a crisp, heavenly crust and a moist, delectable interior.