Baked / Eat

Proud to be Granola

Back home, if you were out of place or happened to dress differently (eg: you wore Chaco sandals, thoroughly enjoyed an afternoon in REI, and cared about HFCS) you were called “granola.” Not hippie, not healthy, not even hipster, but rather the descriptive and culinary-associated granola.  I rather like it. I live in a family … Continue reading »