Hi! I've been drowning in wedding photography and am now returning to this blog! Listen. I'm Italian. And three years ago, when the powers that be told me I could no longer have gluten, or dairy, and about a billion other things, I had a bit of a bad reaction. It involved a lot of crying, spazzing, and laying on the floor crumpled up questioning, "Why?" While I was down there, I also questioned why my forefathers decided to settle in the Midwest as opposed to, I don't know, Hawaii or New Zealand.Read More
Celery and the City is a blunt talking, lifestyle + health blog written by me, Brit, while navigating the middle part of life and recovering from a bombardment of health issues. Surrounded by pregnant women, divorce threats, wayward careers, cellulite, and screaming kids, I'm just over here like, hand me the popcorn. Except I can't even eat popcorn. More about me here. Oh, and what I say generally comes out with just enough sarcasm to be interpreted as an inherent bitterness towards life. Can't have everything.
There's nothing worse than seeing a charcuterie board when you can no longer consume gluten or dairy. Picnics and charcuterie boards are like besties, and it's annoying. So let's solve this dilemma once and for all and show you how to have a fabulously tasty, dairy free, gluten free picnic. Because I did, using some of my favorite items (all linked below). And actually, it works out better if you have dairy free stuff considering the spoilage factor. So boom.Read More
It was just a typical Tuesday night in April that ended up with me calling my best friend in a fury of hysteria after writing my dad's eulogy. I'd like the preface this by saying I don't normally write premature eulogies.Read More
Our story begins just like any other, with me eating grape popsicles on a rainy Midwestern afternoon and receiving an email that made me blow a gasket.
"Hey, just thought you'd like to know this person's Instagram (we'll call her Catty) account seems to have a lot of your posts..."
My initial thoughts: don't be an idiot and click that link. This is going to explode your whole computer and all your money will be wiped out in two hours and sent to South Africa. DO. NOT. DO. IT. No one would steal YOUR stuff online. Like, you're the opposite of internet famous. You're negative internet famous.Read More
Every year since I've been blogging (which was way before Celery and the City), I have done a birthday post. And no, it's not quite my birthday so you can spare me the lukewarm sentiments. And no, I don't do this because I love birthdays, but because I think it's healthy to reflect on your life every once in a while. Like, once a year. On your birthday. So this isn't really for you, it's for me. But, since you're here, you can stay.Read More
I know - usually I'm not this nice. I promise I haven't been hit with a meteor shower of glitter or anything. This is something that's been on my mind a lot lately - maybe due to my own infertility issues. Maybe because I'm at the age where women either already have three kids and a busted bladder, or they are childless and frantically calculating their eggs, taking their temperature upon rising, and reaching level 5 freak outs every time they get invited to an event involving a baby.Read More
If you're familiar with Chicago, then you know Wrigleyville is, well, the area surrounding Wrigley Field. But I'm pretty sure you could figure that out even if you know nothing about Chicago. So, unfortunately, Wrigleyville isn't thought of as a mecca of healthy eating options. The area boasts a smattering of historical sports bars like Harry Carays, The Cubby Bear, Sheffields and John Barleycorn - all of which you should check out, but none of which will have anything healthy to eat especially if you have a restricted gluten or dairy free diet.Read More
Adrenal Fatigue is a growing epidemic in this country, and I get SO many questions on this topic. I am classified as stage 4, commonly referred to as "walking dead." In holistic circles (preventative medicine which treats the root cause and not just the symptom) adrenal fatigue is a very common diagnosis, but in conventional circles not so much.Read More
Last week my dad started eating ice cream with his butter knife because he was too impatient to wait for a spoon. I said, "Dad, you could hurt your tongue, just wait," to which he replied, "It's no big deal; last week I ate my yogurt with a screwdriver." My dad is a retired electrical contractor, in case you might be wondering why he has screwdrivers, just, around. Anyway, that isn't what this blog is about.Read More