Remember when they took all the Kombucha off the shelves of all the stores across the land and all of us who identify as hippies thought we were all going to die?
Maybe you weren't someone who drank kombucha back then? Maybe you were hadn't joined the cult, yet? Maybe you thought to yourself, "Who pays $4 for a bottle with a jellyfish floating in it that tastes like fizzy vinegar and then actually drinks it instead of throwing it right into the garbage?"
Well, that would be me.
Cult leader, Nakedjen. Who created a blizzard of special snowflakes when that special fizzy vinegar went missing from the shelves.
Do you know that now they make BEET KOMBUCHA? I bet you already did know this. Because, you're part of the cult. You're drinking it and you've been waiting for this moment to tell me that you imbibe on the fizzy goodness every single day and...."YOU HAVE NEVER FELT BETTER!"
Salt Lake City, the land where all good things eventually do show up, now actually not only has multiple varieties of kombucha available, but we even have GROWLERS of kombucha available and, get this, we even have kombucha available ON TAP!! My god, people. It's like we might, some day, be like Portland. The dispensaries are coming. Just don't tell the people down at Temple Square.
No, seriously. I think they may be. It's a revenue thing.
In the meantime, though, let's all just be thankful that the goodness is back on the shelves (it has been for a while, I know, I'm just back to talking about it) AND...shall we also be grateful that in some states you can freely participate in the self-care for the resistance by other means you may find necessary, as well.
Whatever it takes, people.
I'm here to support you. With love. Always with love.