Btwn Meals

Btwn Meals is a reader-supported publication. To receive new posts and support my work, consider becoming a free or paid subscriber. You all had so many great questions about metabolic health, that I’m interrupting my Substack summer holiday to send part two of this metabolic health Q&A. In round 1 we covered intermittent fasting, creatine, building muscle on a GLP-1 and losing weight without one. Here is in case you missed it: Hope you enjoy reading these as much as I enjoyed answering to them.

Sunday, July 5th, 2026 By the time this hits your inbox I’ll be deep in a very long travel day with the kids. Pray for me. Every year we take a pilgrimage to the other side of the world to see my husband’s family in England. The perk of going during the summer is…Europe in the summer. So we’re making a pit stop in Italy first, because #yolo. We are prett…

Parsing through the relentless amount of nutrition information, products, tools, and all the bullshit is like a full time job. It actually is mine…and I take it seriously—always trying to turn the latest research and the endless noise into something you can actually use. And it's no wonder we're confused—women’s health has been grossly misunderstood for embarrassingly long. And the lack of funding and curiosity for research is a joke. We've got decades of bad advice and regrettable fads to prove it.

If you’re overwhelmed by the insanity of nutrition information out there—on social media, in a newspaper, on your mom chat, I hear you. It’s a lot. Over the course of my career as a nutritionist, I’ve done a lot of soul searching about the purpose of my practice. Why do people come to me? I could write a laundry list of health concerns someone might see a nutritionist for, but it all really boils down to one thing: feeling good.

Is it just me or are the vibes good right now? Maybe it’s tomato season, maybe it’s the long summer days, or maybe it’s all the people cheering for the World Cup (and the Knicks)? I’ve literally never watched soccer in my life, but every restaurant and bar is packed with people glued to every kick. I was on the roof of my gym during the USA game last week and I swear to you all of Venice roared when the US scored a goal. Never have I wanted to watch soccer so bad.

Sunday, June 21st, 2026 I’m still wondering how Father’s Day somehow landed on the longest day of the year, but I can’t think of a better reason to bring dinner outdoors tonight. We’re having lasagne—not the most summer solistice-y of meals, but it’s my husband’s favorite and when I asked him what he wanted to do for the big day, Ozzie chimed in and said “are we going to have lasagne?” It was so cute that of course we’re having lasagne tonight.

Navigating the supplement industry is insane—and not for the faint of heart. I’m saying this as someone with a masters in nutrition and over a decade of clinical experience. If you have a cabinet full of barely used supplements, you know all about wellness FOMO. Any good marketer will have you believe that if you don’t get this nutrient from this supplement, then you’ll miss out on all the life changing benefits. It’s a compelling argument. It’s also, more often than not, a stretch.

Sunday, June 14th, 2026 Full disclosure: most of the people reading this are women. And while there is certainly a whole manosphere sector of the wellness industry, so many of the women I speak with are concerned about the health of them men they love. There's data behind that worry: women make an estimated 80% of their family's health decisions—we're the household's de facto chief medical officer, or maybe it should be chief nag… I have felt it too.

Dearest Readers, Today’s post is a PSA. The sun is out, the vacation is booked, the kids are at summer camp, and I know you have a million different things on your plate, but this is important: WEAR SUNSCREEN. Sun protection is something I’ve always been mindful of, and lately even more so. I have quite a few moles that I’ve always felt uneasy about, so I’m more diligent about my anual skin check than I am about the dentist.

Sunday, June 7th, 2026 I'm sorry to say it, but I am a tomato snob. I only like them in season and spend the other nine months of the year pushing them to the side of my plate. So after seeing some juicy heirlooms at the market two weekends in a row, I declared it tomato season and made the thing I'd been craving: a Greek salad, but heartier, with al-dente black lentils, and a pounded grilled chicken breast. Honestly, it was perfect—even if I had to eat it alone.