This past Saturday was one of the most idyllic days of the semester. It was a lesson in how weekends (or off-work days) are meant to be, a perfect pause filled with relaxed exploration and recuperation, a genuine break in the daily grind.
Riding along in the passenger seat of a best friend’s car, fluffy “snow trees” in full bloom whirl past the windows, spring’s beautiful answer to a winter devoid of its miniature icy sculptures. As the downtown buildings come into view, thoughts return to our culinary mission: to admire and experience the chocolatier treasure trove said to be found at Glacier chocolates.
A mutual friend and Glacier chocolate guardian has sent us on this hunt, one that, with the bumbling grace of college students, we have meant to go on for weeks. However, no other day could have compared with this day’s perfection, and we rest in the happy knowledge that some serious good has come from our accidental adventure-procrastination.
Glacier is located in Tulsa’s quirky-cool zone, The Brady Arts District. The old brick buildings and stark blue sky contrast nicely with the just-modern-enough interiors of restaurants, bars, art galleries, coffee shops, and music venues. With a casually chic mix of professionalism, historic, artsy, and modern tones, it is a place where anyone can find their favorite niche, or even explore others, without too high a risk of being looked down on for your perceived “cool factor” in the process.
Walking into Glacier you are almost instantly met with rows of artisanal delights that any chocolate lover could melt over, and thankfully our faithful friend is behind the counter to guide our overwhelmed and delighted souls through the grandeur before us.
While we start to excitedly pour over the goods, I creep over to the vegan section Ty has revealed (THE VEGAN SECTION!) afraid to get too excited – but alas! Two varieties of chocolate turtles, and multi-flavored and hued gem-shaped chocolates wink gold, ruby, and sapphire off their polished surfaces. It is beauty, it is grace, it is Miss United States, and as I follow my friend to check out with 3 vegan dessert jewels (checking my collegiate bank balance in the process), the primary chocolate mission is complete.
While Glacier is a treasure hall of chocolate kings, Antoinette is the epitome of queenly indulgence. “Let Them Eat Cake!” reads a sign outside the front door (too soon?), and indeed there is cake and plenty more to be had, in voluminous, luscious quantities. However, it is a culinary adventure for another day, as this 20-something vegan and her fellow 20-something adventurer were getting too hungry to ingredient-check everything in the place.
We stepped out from Antoinette’s bright, indulgent atmosphere and strolled across the street to Ty’s other recommendation, Chimera. Passing by fashionably groomed bearded men and casually stylish women on their way out the door, we enter a very different zone. Art appears on every wall, and natural materials lend a warm woodsy tone that nicely softens the sleek urban vibe. Chimera seems to be a place that is at the top of its game in every culinary aspect – food, coffee, and drinks are expertly crafted behind the neat, somewhat vintage looking bar, drawing crowds of professionals, art lovers, and foodie freaks like myself. And lo and behold – EVERYTHING.
CAN BE MADE
It has been months since I was last able to dive into a culinary world of this many scrumptious possibilities at the same time (Spiral Diner, looking at you, you beaut), and the excitement for this foodie is overwhelming. A plethora of breakfast tacos, a somewhat traditional childhood meal and delight (that was recently reunited again at Whole Foods), gleam on the first half of the page with quirky names to boot. Bowls of goodness on the next half, am I salivating? – and I know I must cease and choose or risk turning the friendly face across the counter into one of annoyance. Asking for help, for a foodie guide (where are you, Ty?!), for anything, the bowl is decided on, and (internally) I skip off on a cloud of glee to meet my friend at the table, where she awaits a beautiful donut and one of the epic breakfast tacos.
Feeling decidedly uncool and loving every minute of it, the dishes arrive and – oh my. The bowl is stacked with leafy loveliness, perfectly done tofu eggs, fresh avocado, incredible potato wedges, deliciously smoked adzuki strips, black beans, and I chose the tomatillo salsa to top it off. (Looking back I’m realizing the chipotle sauce may not be vegan, a mistake made in hunger and excitement, but if it’s not it would be easily substituted out for anything else).
Fair Fellow has a bright, white, clean, simple interior, accented by tasteful pops of color, plants, art, and wood. Large windows aid in the airy, energized feel of the place. Their beans can be found in shops around the city, and for good reason. Though Fair Fellow has an amazing house made almond milk, I’ve been trying to cut back on the “hard caffeine drinks” and opt for their kombucha instead. It. Is. Amazing. Refreshing, sparkling, and bright, the flavors revive the senses and bring me back to a state of calm wakefulness. There, as the coffee hits and kombucha sparkles, the perfection of the day bubbles over, sending us into fits of laughter and off the wall hilarity as our computer screens remain utterly blank.
Signing off for now,
A Contented Treasure Hunting 20-Something
I’ve discovered something recently during my on-going nutrition journey – the glories of meal prepping.
The point of meal prepping is to give more time and nourishment back to your future self (/friends and family), making the hectic days a little more enjoyable and infinitely healthier than the vending machine or drive thru window can.
In the spirit of time-saving, here is a quick post and recipe to help you on your way! ☺️
•Preheat oven to bake at 450°F
• Pierce sweet potatoes and place them in the oven for an hour
• Mix 1 can of rinsed corn, 1 can of Trader Joe’s Cajun style black beans, 1 chopped bell pepper, and as much chopped cilantro as you like
Take those beauties out of the oven, layer on your toppings, and pack them up for multiple plant-based, vitamin packed lunch on the go! ✅
I also added a mini container of salsa and pico, (avocado would be great too) along with a sliced apple with some cinnamon ☺️🍎
Let me know how you mix this up if you try it, and cheers to a cruelty-free and healthier New Year! And Happy New Year’s Eve or New Year, wherever you may be! 🎉🎊🎇
A Plant-Powered 20-Something
P.S. – More topping styles could include jackfruit BBQ with vegan coleslaw, vegan chili & cheese topped with Fritos, or even dessert-style with brown sugar, cinnamon, and a dash of vanilla! How would you make yours? 🥔
Can’t get enough of Myers-Briggs type information. So affirming 🙂
I have yet to do a good piece on INFPs. Mostly, I’ve just mocked them in some kind of Freudian display of self-loathing (in my ‘Types of INFPs’ article). In all seriousness, INFPs are great and get a pretty bad rap for various reasons, notwithstanding, the general perception that INFPs are tender, ineffectual crybabies who have little grasp on reality. This isn’t necessarily true, though and I’ll get into why it isn’t true later. First, let’s talk about how INFPs function. I want to do this in a unique way which draws attention to the unexpected features of one of MBTI’s most mysterious types. The truth may surprise you.
INFPs are the true ‘Judging’ Types
More so than any other type, INFPs know how they feel, what they value, and what they find useful, absurd, joyful, joyless, moral, evil, destructive, constructive, beautiful, ugly, you name the adjective. INFPs are opinionated, especially initially…
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While shopping the local camera store, I happened to overhear a teenage-looking customer inquiring about some gear. He wanted a certain type of lens, but was actively rueing the fact that the lenses his friends were using cost more than he was able to spend. He asked to see a lens he could afford, listened […]
“And this is where I’d like to send a message to kids like him, who may have recently discovered photography and are finding themselves bombarded by an online culture of gear worship.
If you’re just starting out, ignore everything and everyone. Shoot whatever you want, however you want. Ignore the “show your gear” posts that populate the most popular forums. Don’t worry about the fact that your friends have a lens with a capital “L” or a red “T-star” painted on it. Don’t compare your gear to the gear of others, especially when those others might be Instagram personalities, money-making photojournalists, or studio fashion shooters with twenty years of experience.”
Brooke Cagle1. You make sure your purse is fully equipped with ‘things’ you may or may not need but you take it with you just in case. 2. You have to start your day with vitamins. 3. You start complaining about things; the music is too loud, the food is not cooked well, the room…
Have you ever had so many big ideas, so many huge hopes, so many big dreams that you begin to feel a little lost in the midst of your brain storm?
I’ve definitely been there, and in fact frequently am there when I let my mind wander – but I’m beginning to learn how to dance in the downpour.
Lately YouTube has worked its way into my “chill out” routine, and recently I found myself watching a new video by one of my favorite YouTubers, Olan Rogers. Watching his videos has made my spurts of quirkiness seem far less weird, and far more entertaining, and now that I’m thinking about it, that channel has definitely helped my self-confidence grow in some small, comedic, lighthearted way.
In this short vlog he discusses allowing yourself to be “greedy with your dreams…have ten! Have twenty! You’re allowed to be greedy with that,” and not letting one dream “stress you out so much…making you a little miserable, because you want it so bad.” While it’s certainly not necessary (and probably not helpful!) to give up on the big dream(s), not letting those big dreams consume you to the point where they develop into a massive, dark thunderhead that blocks out all the other wonderful things you can do might be key, for your own sake (and maybe for everyone around you, too ^_^).
And who knows, the other things you do on your journey may end up being the exact mismatched building blocks you needed to climb that Everest of a dream! The point is, we shouldn’t allow dream paralysis to happen. I’m preaching to myself, here.
Does it seem too big? Too impossible? Too far in the distance?
Try writing it down, and then lift that burden off yourself, and seize the day! Yes, this day, this beautiful moment you have. How do you want to fill it? Who do you want to be in it? What are one of the small dreams that you know you want to, and can accomplish within the next hour, the next day? Start there, it’s OK! Better than OK, it’s a profound part of growth! A seed doesn’t instantly shoot up out of the ground the second it’s planted, and neither do we – every stage, step, and growth spurt is important.
After watching that video I was inspired, and instead of not “going for it” because it was “unrealistic,” I acted – I grabbed some sticky notes, a favorite pen, and began rapidly jotting down each drop of an idea as it fell from my brain storm cloud (which evidently had desperately needed to rain). It was incredibly fun, and now instead of being “bored,” I can look at all of those sticky notes and choose one thing that either accomplishes, or moves me towards, one of the many “smaller” dreams that I’ve allowed to sprout up. So far, it has been a more fun, freeing, and, dare I say, fulfilling, way of thinking and living than how I was thinking and living before.
Obviously old habits die hard, and I still catch myself starting to beat myself up for not “being there,” with “x, y, or z” – but I’ve given myself grace even in those moments, and it helps the anxiety wear off much quicker, and creates needed space for peace.
I guess to summarize in my incredibly corny, earthy-metaphor way –
we’re all growing, and we’re all growing at different paces and places. That’s fantastic! Don’t fear your big dreams, don’t give up on them, and leave room for other dreams to grow. You can plant a whole huge dream garden if you want, with seeds for massive trees, seasonal fruits and veggies, flowers and hedges. Pick out the weeds of bad ideas, and embrace a beautiful wild flower every now and then. You can even share seeds with others and vice versa, and visit their idea/dream gardens when you want to be inspired or find out how they make their gardens grow
And when those brain storms blow in, breathe easy, and let it rain 🙂
With peace in Christ and life,
A Growing 20-Something