Sodium bicarbonate and candles

Before my Mom left London this morning, she bought me a present.

200 grams of baking soda.

"So you can take a bath," she explained.

I hardly need encouragement for that. I love baths. When I moved to London and started looking at flats, that was practically my only dealbreaker. "It needs to have a bathtub," I told the real estate agent.

In fact, one of the reasons I ended up with the flat I chose was because of the renovated bathroom--a rare treat in London. (And off I immediately went to order myself some adorable duck-and-clownfish non-slip tub stickers!)

Anyway, back to the point. My Mom is right: baking soda baths are meant to have a wealth of benefits: it can help with skin conditions, detox from alcohol and caffeine, and neutralize acidity in the body.

And so, when I got home from yoga tonight, I dumped all 200 grams into the bathtub. I lit a candle. I poured myself a glass of wine and polished off some easy reading chick lit (Who's That Girl? by Alexandra Potter). 

My skin is silky, I'm (hopefully) de-acidified, and right now I can't imagine a better Saturday night.

Thanks for the gift, Mom.