“I gave in continuously, with painful pleasure, to waves of unhappiness.”
— Elena Ferrante

Just over a year ago, I lost a parent — a loss that broke something deep within me. It was raw, disorienting, and more painful than I could ever have truly prepared for.

There is a quiet kind of nourishment that reveals itself only with time. You don’t eat this daal to be impressed. You eat it to return to your body, to your breath, to the part of you that knows how to feel well.

Our daal is less of a recipe and more of a ritual. A slow, golden bowl of sweet root vegetables, red lentils and Ayurvedic spices chosen not just for flavour, but for function. It draws on principles of Conscious Vedic Living: food as medicine, cooking as ceremony, digestion as a sacred fire to tend gently.

On a recent trip to Emilia Romagna, I discovered the Buonanotte tea blend crafted by the monks of the Antica Farmacia dei Monaci Camaldolesi. A thoughtful blend of chamomile flower, passiflora leaves, linden leaves, lemon balm, rosehip, mint, and Escolzia Californica flowers, the tea was the perfect antidote to indulgent holiday meals. Cultivated and prepared by the monks at the Camaldoli Hermitage, the herbs reflect centuries of wisdom, creating biodynamic remedies that promote harmony and wellbeing.