Northern California eXposure

Born in Sacramento back in 1960, my love for gardening, cooking and feeding my family got started early.  At the age of 10 when I just barely cleared the counter top I was whipping up huge salads fortified by the greens and tomatoes from our garden.  There was no such thing as Ranch Dressing so my salads were lovingly dressed with just red wine vinegar and olive oil.  Even back in the 70's we were raising our own meat chickens, buying beef from our local rancher and raising vegetables in the garden.   The 80's derailed all I knew about food and carbs were the "new black".  As a runner I believed that only pasta and bread could fuel my 5 mile daily runs. I was young enough to fend off the real damage carbs were doing to my body right up until I turned 45.   With joint pain becoming my painfully un-welcome bedfellow, I saught out help from doctors. The search for answers about the changes happening to my body were becoming pointless.  I hated the idea of being on meds for the