About Eater’s Manifesto

An Eater’s Man­i­festo was born from an awak­en­ing. After years of feel­ing slug­gish and out of bal­ance with my lifestyle, I need­ed a change and was deter­mined to find a bet­ter way. I embarked on a jour­ney and start­ed explor­ing the world of nutri­tion, using myself as a guinea pig and fine tun­ing the foods I put into my body. And to my delight, it worked – I came to the ah-ha moment of “Oh, this is what good feels like!”

I believe the ener­get­ics of food and how you bless each expe­ri­ence is just as impor­tant as the type of food you eat.

About Julia

Hel­lo, world! I’m Julia, pho­tog­ra­ph­er by day, food blog­ger by night. Orig­i­nal­ly from Hills­boro, Ore­gon, I moved to Los Ange­les when I was 18 to study film pro­duc­tion at Uni­ver­si­ty. Why leave such a beau­ti­ful state for such a met­ro­pol­i­tan city, you ask? Why the Mex­i­can food, of course. Also, the urban sprawl would be love­ly to have around since I do appre­ci­ate it.

In the spring 2014 I moved back to Ore­gon to take a baby step towards my giant, sweep­ing dream. In my ide­al life, I’d live on a big ranch out in the Ore­gon coun­try­side, free­lanc­ing as a pho­tog­ra­ph­er and cook­book author. I’d have a Jer­sey cow, named Hen­ri­et­ta and also have a calf that I would name it Baby.

I’d have a gar­den filled with flow­ers and heir­loom fruits and veg­eta­bles, along with a spe­cial plot ded­i­cat­ed to the plants whose seeds I received from my par­ents, who have been care­ful­ly select­ing, har­vest­ing and dry­ing only the most prized seeds from their immense gar­den for the past 30 years, and those plants would make the oth­er plants look bad if they were all up on them.

There would also be olive trees, too. The cold Ore­gon win­ter would most like­ly destroy them, but I would plant them any­way on the off chance that they would sur­vive. My Greek side won’t let me lis­ten to things like rea­son. And this is my dream, after all.

Feel like we can collaborate? Hit me up and we could meet up!