Ice Bath

My skin is so red that it looks sunburned. I’m in bed typing this, drinking warm chamomile tea. Minutes ago I felt more alive than I have all year. It cost me almost nothing, and I didn’t need to go on an obscure spiritual journey to do it. All it …

How I Accidentally Sped Up My Brain

This all happened by accident. I enjoy listening to podcasts. I enjoy them so much, that I try to devour as many as I can (I commute a lot). How do I optimize that? I realized that I can incrementally turn up the playback speed, and barely notice the change. …

How Marcus Aurelius Won My Mornings

Optimizing my mornings has gone from a fun experiment, to an all-out obsession. I’ve noticed that if I win the morning, I win the day. Even if everything after that is a disaster, I have already done something fulfilling. A quick addition (just 3-5 minutes) to my mornings is to …

KAIZEN – Live Like a Japanese Factory

tl:dr – KAIZEN – The Japanese concept of doing something every single day to make yourself a little better than the previous day. Over time, it yields life changing results. Kaizen was born as a factory & corporate organizational practice in Japan. Companies like Toyota sought to make daily little improvements to their processes’ …

Foodie Notes: Pancakes, Poisson, and Peasant

A few foodie Notes from NY: I didn’t want to write about this, because I don’t believe in the gluten free madness (if you’re not actually a celiac). But those damn Pancakes at The Little Beet Table are taunting my memory, daring me not to write about how good they were.  My …

Maysville Brunch Review

It looked like a winter greeting card from somewhere deep in Europe: a fresh snowfall on a quiet side street, a beautiful Church directly across from Maysville. As you enter, you’re greeted by a rustic chic decor: Southern but not sappy; modern but not sterile. I wanted to love this place …

A Beating Heart (a short story)

A Beating Heart By Vlad Kraven It was a warm spring night, just past 2 am. The moon was hidden behind a veil of gloomy clouds. At the time I was a resident surgeon at an inner-city hospital in New York. I stepped out for a breath of fresh air, lamenting that …