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Success Story Follow-Up: My Primal Journey Has Been a Steadying Force in a Tumultuous Time of Life

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It’s Friday, everyone! And that means another Primal Blueprint Real Life Story from a Mark’s Daily Apple reader. If you have your own success story and would like to share it with me and the Mark’s Daily Apple community please contact me here . I’ll continue to publish these each Friday as long as they keep coming in. Thank you for reading! I first wrote to Mark in September of 2015 after transitioning to a primal lifestyle in 2014. As a quick review I was coming off six or seven years of living in a post college frat house devouring IPAs, nachos, and pizza; spending late nights at bars, and running four or five miles four or five times a week in the name of staying healthy. I look back on my twenties with fondness and nostalgia, but I have no desire to go back to those dive bars that I used to frequent with such ferocious regularity. When I last wrote I had a 4-month-old son who was born a month early and only screamed during times when he was not sleeping (so that was awesome

Supper At The Settlement

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Yesterday I made the journey from Charlottesville to Jamestown and stepped back 400 years. I was invited by Virginia Tourism to join a group of food and travel-focused writers to visit Jamestown and have dinner at the settlement. Our tour took us through the living history recreations as well as the gallery exhibits in the Jamestown museum. We started in the Powhatan Village. Their homes, made from reeds, were really cool, and everything was designed as accurately as possible. An interpreter was making a real soup made from hominy and fish as the Powatans would have 400 years ago in clay pots and piles of very hot coals contained within a circle of rocks. He explained how the soup would have been kept warm and available all day when hunger called. We traveled to the neighboring English settlement, which was enclosed inside a fort. We visited this kitchen, which looked a lot more like something you’d find in England, and the interpreters there told us about the meal they likel