One Year: Outside of the Box

Clark College has been good to me! One year ago today, August 27th, my cookbook, “Shop, Cook, Eat: Outside of the Box” hit the shelves at Clark College Bookstore as a required text in the curriculum for students enrolled in “Health 100: Food and Your Health” and as a recommended text for students in “Health 104: Weight and Your Health.” Woot woot!


On the shelves Fall ’12

It’s been my great pleasure and honor to visit the campus on a number of occasions as guest lecturer to show the students just how simple it is to whip up recipes from the cookbook. Hands down the favorite part of my “job” lecturing on campus. There’s nothing better.  I can’t wait to get back on campus in action this fall.



I’m thrilled to announce the health department will be using “Shop, Cook, Eat: Outside of the Box” for the second school year, 2013-14.


I’m grateful, thankful for all the opportunities that my beloved cookbook has afforded me at Clark and beyond. Thank you Clark College for believing in me to author the cookbook and your continued support. Extra-special thanks to my mentor and friend, Veronica Brock for her belief in me, “For Veronica In Food and In Health.”

Clark College — here’s to another Outside of the Box year!


Read “The Columbian” articles introducing the book:

Cookbook author aims to educate college students

After-school snacks get healthy makeover 

A blog post (with photos)from the inaugural book signing at Clark College Bookstore:

Clark College: Outside of the Box

Blog posts (with photos) recapping my guest lectures at Clark College:

Clark College: Steps OUTSIDE of the Box

Clark College: Steps OUTSIDE of the Box – II 

V day

OUTSIDE of the Box: Clark College Winter ’13

Outside of the Box Finals at Clark College

Outside of the Box: Clark College Spring ’13

Outside of the Box: Clark College (CTC) Spring ’13

An OUTSIDE of the Box Thank You

Chrisetta Mosley

Chrisetta Mosley

I am a product – and now a survivor – of childhood obesity. As a child, my family always told me that my extra weight was merely baby fat and I’d eventually grow out of it. I never did. Instead, my childhood is filled with memories of not being able to ride a bike, flattening its training wheels from being over the recommended weight, and avoiding P.E. classes by any means necessary. For years, I wore my fatness like a wounded soldier wears a Purple Heart - with pride. I owned the look. I dressed it up. I worked the room. There wasn't a skinny girl who intimidated me. I made sure my hair was laid just right. Nails polished. Outfits coordinated to the tee. Accessories to compliment every outfit. But everyone has a breaking point, and mine came in the spring of 2004 when I tipped the scale at nearly 400 pounds 388 to be exact. I was MISERABLE trapped inside of that body. I no longer wore my Purple Heart with pride. Rather, I was ashamed and frightened. Ashamed that I had allowed food to become my everything – frightened I would die because of it. Drastic times called for drastic measures... Today, I’m bound and determined to live a better, healthier, active lifestyle. I realize I’m no longer a passenger in my life, I’m the driver. I’m overcoming my inhibitions and I’m slowly but surely saying farewell to my old childhood nemesis, obesity. For once and for all, Farewell Fatso!

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