Mags Willoughby

Hi, I’m Mags Willoughby (“Mags” short for Magnolia, but don’t call me that unless you’re my grandmother or a jar of pickles.). I write, ferment, overthink, and occasionally spill kefir on my cat. I started this journey looking for better digestion, but I ended up finding something deeper. Somewhere between a jar of beet kvass that exploded in my backpack and a yogurt that smelled like defeat, I realized that healing isn’t just about health. It’s about patience, curiosity, and learning to be okay with not knowing. These days, my kitchen is a laboratory of slow miracles. I make kraut, miso, and all kinds of funky, living foods that remind me to slow down and trust the process. I write about gut health, moods, messy feelings, and the strange comfort of letting things bubble at their own pace. Fermentation taught me how to stop rushing and start listening. To microbes, to my body, and to the quiet little voice that says, “you’re doing okay.” My posts are a mix of recipes, reflections, and honest thoughts about living with imperfection and finding joy in the small, salty moments. If you’ve ever felt overwhelmed, bloated, or like your brain is running on kombucha fumes, you’re not alone. This space is for the tender-hearted, the curious, and anyone who thinks pickles might be magic. Take a deep breath. You’re among friends.