Pun intended!! Growing up on the outskirts of Philly, A Tribe Called Quest was one of the first hip-hop groups that was on constant repeat until my tapes broke. With a track record “longer than a DC-20 aircraft” comprised of hits like ‘Electric Relaxation’, ‘Can I Kick It?’, and ‘Check the Rhime’, Tribe represented the perfect merger of soulful beats and meaningful lyrics. Still having an affinity for artists who go against the grain while constructing a quality product, the current state of the music industry has left me anorexic. To satisfy my desire, I turned from 808s to beets and other foods.
The kitchen was where everything meaningful took place in my household. We recounted the events that transpired during our daily trek, discussed current events, learned the latest family gossip, and most importantly, WE ATE!! Like most Philadelphians, we did not always partake in the healthiest options (e.g., soft pretzels, Tastykakes, and cheesesteaks). But I now prescribe the drug exercise to pay the bills. Therefore, my dietary habits have been the product of an educated metamorphosis. Still, healthy is not the equivalent of bland.
So, what’s the point of this blog? Beets, Rhymes, and Life is my open missive about my love of food, music, and the journey that we call life. Welcome!!
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