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		<title>Bonaparte, Bravery, and the Beatles</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[For years I've taken shoulder- of- the-season long weekend retreats to Corea, Maine -- a little town on the Schoodic peninsula that looks like something out of a picture book.  It is simple and placid and beyond quiet, since it is beyond the bulk of Acadia National Park. My grownup version of "are we there yet?" is watching for the giant fisherman sign at the Stinson Seafood sardine cannery in Prospect Harbor, right next door.]]></description>
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		<title>Food as Medicine 6.13.11</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Heading home after 5 days at the Center for Mind-Body Medicine's Food as Medicine conference.  It is a glorious spring day, of the sort that makes you feel rather optimistic about just about everything -- clear and bright, with clean air (or clean enough -- this is a city, after all.)  Managed to find myself a decent breakfast in hostile territory -- one of the airport kiosks actually had plain Greek yogurt and containers of surprisingly good strawberries and blueberries.]]></description>
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		<title>Food as Medicine 6.12.11</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Friends, this post finds me with a mind on fire and a body challenged by too many hours in a chair.  In a meeting room.  In a hotel basement.  And this is despite having set and accomplished an intention to always take the stairs, to circumnavigate the block on foot during breaks, and at lunch, do resistance band and core exercises in my room, and take a long walk after dinner.  Something in me does not like the sedentary thing.  I suppose it is good that I notice my relative indolence so mightily. But how many people do you know for whom sitting sitting sitting is a way of life? Ouch.]]></description>
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		<title>Food as Medicine Conference 6.9.11</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 10 Jun 2011 12:40:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[And so.  Here I sit in a fancy-ish hotel room, having just consumed a lovely Thai meal of big salad and chicken satay...with my fingers, because I forgot that I do not have eating utensils at this particular Temporary Home. Thank goodness for towels, is all I can say.  Peanut sauce was involved.]]></description>
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