Katelin Stecz

4 days ago | buzzfeed.com | Katelin Stecz

Just because your cousin Steve in Boulder swears raw milk cured his dairy woes doesn’t make it gospel. (Also, Steve does ayahuasca annually in the desert and lives in his mom’s basement, so maybe take that with a grain of salt.) It’s not just romantic old-world tradition; it’s science-backed risk mitigation. So yes, raw Brie de Meaux, aged Roquefort, or Manchego? Bon appétit. But raw milk straight from the udder? That’s a different story.

4 days ago | yahoo.com | Katelin Stecz

At this point, if you’ve ever wandered through a local farmer’s market or fallen into a TikTok wellness rabbit hole filled with “home on the range” tradwife energy, you’ve probably stumbled into the raw milk debate — which, FYI, is rife with hashtags like #primal, #healing, #therawtruth, and #divinemasculinity. The central claim from the raw milk camp is that pasteurization — heating milk to kill harmful bacteria — also wipes out all the good stuff.

1 week ago | coralgablesmagazine.com | Katelin Stecz

Six months ago, Rosalind “Happy” Arkin never thought she’d find herself in a senior living community. The idea conjured up images of fluorescent lights, endless bingo games, and preheated meals, none of which appealed to her. But with some encouragement (and a little pressure) from her children, she agreed to check out Gables Grand Living. She signed up for a three-month trial period which the community offers potential residents.

2 weeks ago | buzzfeed.com | Katelin Stecz

• No country of origin listed • Vague blends like “Mediterranean” • No harvest date in sight • Words like “handcrafted,” “natural,” “home-grown,” and other "healthy" clickbait terms • “Extra virgin” on the label — the highest quality grade • Certified organic, if available • A single-country origin (ideally Italy, Greece, or Spain — pick a lane) • A real harvest date (not just a “best by” date, which tells you nothing about freshness); bonus points if it comes from a charming Italian hillside...

2 weeks ago | yahoo.com | Katelin Stecz

You’ve been there. It’s Saturday. You just came back from the farmer’s market with fresh strawberries, two baguettes, and a moral superiority complex. You walk into the grocery store still high on your crunchy lifestyle choices when bam — you see it. A glistening bottle of olive oil sits on the top shelf. Curved glass. Sexy label. Imported. You think, This is it. My wellness era begins now. You’ve heard the seed oil slander on the health bro podcasts.