My Anti-Burnout Sunday Ritual + Summer Recipe: Farmers Market Feast
It’s hot. It’s tense. And if one more thing asks for your decision today, you might cry or commit to cold cereal forever.
(Honestly? High in iron. High in Fiber. Crunch Factor Supreme. Could be worse.)
Welcome to Summer 2025:
☀️ global unrest
☀️ political whiplash
☀️ climate chaos
...and your kid just dumped pureed blueberries down the air vent.
So when it comes to meals? I’m not aiming for perfection, fuss, or fifteen-step marinades.
I want food that tastes good, feels grounding, and actually gets made.
It started in the thick of postpartum.
The support system had gone home. The freezer meals were dwindling.
I was nap-trapped, sweating through my linen jumpsuit, spiraling about dinner, all while rocking a baby and questioning my entire identity.
Pretty standard.
I didn’t want to make Top Ramen again.
I didn’t have the bandwidth to read a new cookbook.
I didn’t want to decide.
I just wanted to soak in the moment — not cry in the fridge.
(did enough of that in my days slingin’ ice cream + pancakes)
If you’re anything like my clients — you might be:
💭 Over-functioning
💭 Over-obligated
💭 Overthinking every little thing
and absolutely OVER being the last one whose needs get met.
One of the quietest forms of burnout I see in my clients is the kind that creeps in through small, constant, relentless decisions: What’s for dinner? When will I have time to eat? Should I even be eating that?
It adds up. Quietly. Loudly. Invisibly.
In our work together,
One of the first things I help you create are a simple, supportive rhythms + rituals that free up mental space so you can have the bandwidth available to actually live your life the way you want to.
For some, that looks like streamlining their morning.
For others, it’s redefining how they approach exercise, or relationships.
But across the board, one always rises to the top:
The Meal Rhythm.
Somehow the simple act of feeding oneself has turned into an overcomplicated, overthought, mess of indecision that takes up way too much time + brain-space.
There’s so much advice. So many rules.
So many people yelling about carbs + seed oils on the internet.
You gradually no longer trust yourself to make the right choice for your body.
But here’s the thing:
You get to opt out of all that.
You get to feed yourself like someone who deserves to be cared for.
And it gets to feel easy.
Establishing your own personal Rhythm for nourishment gives you the structure needed to make decisions easily, within the guidelines you establish – While also giving you the freedom to explore + play as much as you want.
You wind up with:
Fewer decisions to add to the overwhelm
More room for joy, appetite, and spontaneity
The energy back to focus on what actually matters
No overthinking. No endless scrolling.
No spiraling in front of the open fridge or perseverating over protein in the freezer section.
This makes it easier to care for yourself without losing time or energy trying to get it “right.” You get to be and feel supported, even when that support comes from a past version of you.
For women who care deeply, carry a lot, and want to be present in their lives, structure like this doesn’t feel restrictive.
It feels like freedom.
Spaciousness.
More room in your brain to finally pick the color for the dining room, research that coastal beach rental, plan that murder mystery dinner, or simply hang out with your kid and have the patience and room necessary for deep connection and a million questions.
Here’s a sneak peak into my own Meal Rhythm:
In my Meal Rhythm, every day has a theme or concept:
Monday: Alex’s choice - usually pizza
Tuesday: Protein + Veg + Starch
Wednesday: Beans Bowl! Poke style, taco style, mediterranean etc
Thursday: Bigazz Salad or Salmon Burgers
Friday: Pasta night! Turn on Bonnie Raitt Radio on Pandora, pour a glass of something crispy, and let the garlic permeat.
Saturday: Out - Pack up the kid and head to our local haunt (sometimes this happens on friday, so we just switch out accordingly)
Sunday: Farmers Market Feast
Farmers Market Feast.
I have my beef with the humidity, but I live for market season.
So every Sunday, we build dinner around what’s fresh, beautiful, and local — and it’s become our stress-free anchor to end the week.
No Pinterest scrolling. No complicated plans. Just:
🐟 A protein: (shoutout to my local trout lady!)
🥦 A colorful seasonal veg (green beans this week!)
🥔 A carb — potatoes, rice, pasta, whatever’s easy
🧄 The Usual Suspects: Olive oil, garlic, lemon, salt & Pep — done
🥂 A crisp glass of wine or an herby mocktail to toast the fresh start of a new week
This turns nourishment from one more “should” into a ritual I actually look forward to.
Our Farmers Market Feast streamlines Sunday night so I can actually rest — not cruise through 47 recipe tabs while the oven preheats. In a world that constantly challenges your sense of “enough,” choosing easy, simple, seasonal nourishment isn’t lazy…
It’s the way out.
If you’re craving:
A dinner plan that doesn’t suck the life out of your brain 🧠
More ease and less “ugh” at the end of the day
A way to reconnect to food, seasons, and your body without going full homesteader 👩🌾
I promise: you don’t need a 30-day meal prep challenge.
You don’t need 75 hard days to get there
You need a rhythm that works for your life.
Start with one anchor.
Make it fun.
Make it yours.
And if you want help crafting it?
That’s exactly what we can do in a Summer Reset Session — we simplify, align, and reset your daily flow using supportive rituals and rhythms for a life that actually feels good to live.
