The Wright Methods

🍄✨ Feast of Ten Fungi ✨🍄
Join us on Sunday, October 26th at .co as we celebrate the tastes of the season and the healing magic of locally sourced mushrooms.

We’re bringing together the Hudson Valley’s finest — mushrooms from , produce from , cheese from , honey from , mushrooms gummies from , and wine pairings from from — for a multi-course dinner rooted in flavor, seasonality, and nourishment.

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Starters
🥖 Shiitake-Sesame Sourdough Toasts with triple crème cheese + thyme-honey roasted pears
🍂 Chestnut Mushroom Bisque with cashew cream + crispy sage

Mains
🦀 Lion’s Mane “Crabcakes” with remoulade, microgreens + pickled fennel
🥩 King Oyster Mushroom Steaks with smashed butternut squash, Thai green curry + roasted peanut-coconut chile crunch

Sweets
🍮 Maple & Shiitake Caramel Panna Cotta
🍌 Black & White Tahini Banana Bread with candy cap mushroom fudge sauce + toasted sesame
🍬 Cardamom Cinnamon Roll Reishi Gummies (to take home)

✨ Limited seats available — reserve your spot and taste the season’s magic through the link in my bio 🔗!

The first weekend in August marks International Alopecia Awareness Day, a moment close to my heart.

Five years ago, I was deep in the unknown. I was losing my hair and my sense of self along with it. What I thought was just physical — alopecia — became the beginning of a much deeper journey.

Healing wasn’t linear. It rarely is. There were setbacks, detours, and days when I felt like giving up. But again and again, I returned to myself — to my breath, my body, my intuition.

What anchored me most was Ayurveda. Not as a quick fix, but as a way of remembering who I am. Through daily rituals, seasonal foods, herbs, and deep listening, I’ve rebuilt my health and sense of wholeness — from the inside out.

This isn’t a “before and after” story. It’s a still becoming story. And I’m sharing it today for anyone navigating their own healing — with or without a diagnosis, with or without visible symptoms. You’re not alone.

The kitchen is my sanctuary. My place of communion with my modality and myself. My refuge from the world where I am free to create, iterate and explore the alchemy of cooking in all of its forms ✨👩🏻‍🍳💫
For the past two weeks, my partner and I have been quarantining in my parent’s basement after making the trip down to Georgia from Connecticut. During these two weeks, I was stripped of my sanctuary and instead was tasked with cooking for my partner and myself with nothing but an electric skillet, toaster oven and a blender. At first, I felt like an artist without a pallet or a sculptor without clay. But after the initial shock wore off, I switched my perspective and saw the challenge as an opportunity to cook beyond the boundaries of a kitchen’s walls. Now, regardless of where I am cooking, whether it be my apartment in Williamsburg, a studio in Bed-Stuy, a one bedroom in Connecticut or my parent’s backyard, I am home. As long as I am creating and experimenting, I am home. I home in myself 🤍🖤🤍