I met Cathy years ago through a mutual friends' surprise party in New Orleans. We totally clicked when we met, and here we are, years later, sitting on a bench outside a cafe in Brooklyn, talking about the health and well-being of the homeless people she works with as a pharmacist with a nonprofit in Portland, and the work I do here at a women's shelter. We get into some really interesting terrain talking about the use and overuse of drugs and how, maybe, just maybe, we can start to also "prescribe" joyful activities like drumming and cooking with fresh foods as an antidote to issues including pain and depression. Food for thought, literally.
