As I mentioned in my Cupping rec, I am on a health kick. The warm weather and sunshine has me ready to shrug off my winter slump and emerge a hotter, springy-ier version of myself. An important fact to note about me is that I suffer from an intense addiction to sugar, I eat baked goods pretty much exclusively till 3pm. I got breakfast with someone the other day and by breakfast I mean I went and got a chocolate chip cookie across the street while they ordered a carob acai bowl from Dimes. Curious and enamored with the stylish plating of the acai, I asked for a cheeky bite. Needless to say, I was delighted. It was sugary sweet and refreshing, but was disguised in a health fad facade. The next day I got my very own acai bowl, which was too big and I couldnāt finish it, (cookie breakfast fit much easier on an adderall stomach) So I stuffed it in my fridge to munch on later. To my surprise the bowl congealed during its refrigerated hours into a delicious mush like gruel of granola and almond butter and fruit. I was comforted by the baby food esk consistency of the concoction, charmed by the banana now coated in toppings, my palette purred at the way the now frozen almond butter was washed down by the meltedĀ acai. Cheese, wine, acai⦠some things are better with age, I stand by this fact now.