Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Happy Thanksgiving!

It's a time for food, family, and fatigue. I am spending the week in LA, assisting my mom move into my grandparents. Needless to say, it is occupying my time, energy, and sanity. I hope that wherever you find this, you are having a good time and a good meal.
Family: Be real to yourselves and each other.
The picture was forwarded to me in the past, I haven't been able to source the artist just yet.
Friday, November 21, 2008
Photo Phriday
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Treehugger
Hibiscus Tea lowers blood pressure.
USDA
Mushrooms higher in Vitamin D are available now. Since your body produces Vitamin D naturally with sunlight, why don't you just go outside instead? And how are mushrooms producing it if they're grown inside?!
Montery Mushrooms
11 tips to avoid those holiday pounds. Mostly good, but the article tells you to skip sampling the buffet and focus on a few foods...and then tells you to try just a bite of everything a few tips later.
It's all in your mind!!
MSNBC
If you didn't already know, America runs on corn. It's in the food, pharmeceuticals, fuel, and just about everything else you could think of. Oh yeah, there's a good chance it's genetically modified.
Yahoo! News
The EU now allows for crooked vegetables to be sold - what was wrong with them in the first place? Variety is the spice of life. Let the market decide! Here's my favorite part:
In practical terms, this means that an apple which does not meet the standard could still be sold in the shop, as long as it were labelled "product intended for processing" or equivalent wording.I've got some equivalent wording for you EU: Cooking Apple.
Europe Press Release
Following Up
Helping my mom has helped my diet, she has some good food to be eaten, and she has let me stock my pantry. during her excursion down south, I will have use of her salad spinner, yogurt maker, cast-iron muffin tray, and a slew of pantry ingredients (my mom buys in BULK). When I do get a place, it will have a well-stocked kitchen.
Without a doubt. Sam Calagione is one of my heroes.
The New YorkerThe turning point came in 1999, when Calagione was watching a cooking show on television. The chef, who was making a soup, was saying that several grindings of pepper, added to the pot at different points, would give the dish more flavor than a single dose added at the beginning. Not long afterward, at a Salvation Army store, Calagione came across an old electric football set—the kind with a playing field that vibrates to send miniature players skittering across it. Back at home, he found a five-gallon bucket and drilled some holes in the bottom. He laid a pair of wooden blocks on the football set, put the bucket on the blocks, and strapped the whole thing together with duct tape. (“Pretty high-tech M.I.T. stuff,” he says.) Later, when his kettle was boiling, he put hops in the bucket, perched his contraption at a slant above the kettle, and set the game vibrating. Soon, a steady stream of hops was falling through the bucket onto the playing field and sliding into the kettle.
The beer born of that experiment, known as 60 Minute I.P.A., is still Calagione’s biggest seller. He calls it a beer geek’s idea of a “session beer”—mild enough to be consumed in quantity, but with an unexpected kick. It has the bright, citrusy bouquet of a much hoppier brew, without the bitterness. Wine Enthusiast tasted hints of rose petal, tangerine, orange zest, and nutmeg in it, and rated it a “classic.”
The extreme-beer era was under way.
And in beer news, if you are you curious about which countries are producing the most beer? Ask men has composed a list of the top 10 producing beer nations. Thanks Urethra Franklin!
AskMen.com
Monday, November 17, 2008
The Big D.
But my mind then and now was focusing on what it was interested in, rather than the task at hand. We joined my mom at her bedside, where she look exhausted. When my parents told me that my mom had diabetes, I didn't really understand what it meant. It meant she had a bad pancreas; what does the pancreas do? Her blood sugar had been over 600, when normally it should be around 90-110. I didn't even have any horror stories of diabetes to conjure up, but there are plenty: amputation, blindness, irritation and depression. On that day, I had none of those things, just a mom in a hospital bed and a helicopter outside.
After she came home, we began to learn about the disease. She had type I or juvenile diabetes - the kind that usually starts at birth. Her pancreas is not producing insulin, which regulates sugar. So when she eats a meal, the sugar from that meal gets into her blood stream and stays there. My dad described what was happening to the red blood cells as if they were M&Ms - the cells would get coated with a rigid candy shell of sugar, and these normally flexible cells become rigid, tearing arteries, causing the aforementioned blindness and amputation. Luckily, those things happen when diabetes is untreated, and my mom was and is taking good care of her diabetes. I learned what I could, and did what I thought was right, ate healthier, sought out exercise, but mainly didn't worry about it. My mom's life was different now, she had to check her blood sugar regularly, she had to take insulin shots after meals, and eventually started wearing an insulin pump, which everyone thought was a pager (back in the day, you see). My life wasn't affected, just another thing to prepare for.
Some time later, after we had moved to Milpitas but still before I reached high school, my dad came down with Diabetes type II. Considering type I hadn't affected me earlier, I had very little experience with type II. This is the late-onset version of the disease, and people develop it in their 40's. Insulin is still affected - the body does not respond correctly to insulin, but it can be alleviated by diet and exercise. Oral medication and shots of insulin may be necessary as it progresses, and it is something to manage for the duration of a lifetime. I don't think my dad coming down with the disease was as alarming as when my mom had, I was in some sense desensitized to it, but I knew enough about genetics to know that my chances of getting diabetes had roughly doubled.
Without a doubt, the strongest memory I have of diabetes is this: One day when I was in high school, my mom had been feeling sick. she had been sick all day, and was having trouble getting her sugar in control. We ate dinner together as a family, and everything seemed fine, but my mom seemed a little out of it, but nothing particularly unusual. Everyone was still talking and I headed upstairs to retrieve something. As I reached the top of the stairs, I heard my mom shout, "Lyle!" and a large crash. I raced down the stairs and into the kitchen to see her on floor, my brother and dad attending to her. They gave her a Glucagon shot and she recovered in a few minutes. I was not much more than an active observer, but I was secretly proud that she had called for me in her time of need. Her shout was a wake up call to me, that diabetes is real and not just a name or a blood test or a shot of insulin. There is still much about it that we don't know, and may never know in our lifetime.
These experiences and seeing the effect of obesity shaped my psyche to be aware of food and health. The cause for diabetes is not known, but obese children are developing type II, which should not be happening. I myself carried extra weight as a child and to this day consider myself heavy even when others call me skinny. I can feel the fat on my body, and know that I have taken better care of myself than others, but I could still do better. Inside of me is a dull rage at a food system that preys on peoples wants and wallets by telling them what they like is good for them. I get upset when I go into a worldwide chains serving bad food that is incredibly unhealthy at high volumes. Most of all I get upset at myself for being weak and doing what is easy when I could do what's right. The answers are right in front of us. Vending machines tout racks of sugar and 10 different kinds of sugar water, and nobody cares. Desserts are ok in small amounts, rewards are OK if they are occasional and in proportion to exertion.
Nutritionally void foods are cheaper than nutrient dense ones. Profits will continue to be made at the expense of health, ignorance, and laziness. I gain hope knowing that taste is subjective. taste is the product of the entire experience around eating; the sensory characteristics associated with it make some small portion of that. You will work harder to appreciate and like a food if all your friends like it, if it's in an expensive restaurant, or you think it's healthy. Humans will naturally like salt, sweet, and fat, that will never change. But I get bored if there is too much of one thing, and saltiness and sweetness are overused to the point of ridiculousness. These things are necessary and fine in moderation, but they have been exploited for the benefit of profit, and I'm not going to put it in my body.
Exercise is the most important thing you can do, whatever you eat. It's natural. I try to move around 10 minutes of every hour, every day for the rest of my life. I can sit for 3 hours, but I'd better be active for 30 too, just to keep things moving. I spent the weekend walking around San Francisco, and I feel great, I have more energy than if I hadn't done it at all.
But even with everything I do, I am not perfect, and I don't claim to be. My mom tested my blood sugar today and it was at 161 - outside of the range of a healthy individual. This set off alarm bells and floored me. I tested it again 2 hours later and it was down to 110, but I will be having myself examined for diabetes today.
I wonder who I'll call for when the time comes.
Two Weeks of Beer News
Berries for Breakfast
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Weekend in San Francisco
Sunday, November 9, 2008
Coffee Pot Brewing
Ever since I read about brewing beer in a coffee pot, I've wanted to try it. When I got back to California on Friday, I told my brother I wanted to brew Saturday. We were missing my Lauter Tun, so we couldn't do the whole 5 gallon batch he had ordered. Instead, I figured we could do a test batch of our kit in his coffee pot. This is what we used:
8 ounces by weight of Malt/Oat Mix from the Irish Stout Kit from Morebeer.com
24 ounces of tap water
We put the grains in the coffee pot, and the water in back, and hit brew. after an hour with the warmer on, we moved the mixture to a pot on the stove to warm it up to 170 F. This was to help the sugars separate from the grains.
Once this was done, we poured the sweet wort and grains through the filter into the coffee pot. Only half of the grains would fit into the filter, so we put the first half in, added a cup of water to the back, and then ran it through on the 'aroma' setting (which diffuses the hot water.) We repeated that for the second half, and had some unboiled wort on our hands.
We put the wort back on the stove and brought to a boil. I added 3 hop pellets in and 1/2 a cup of brown sugar since it tasted only weakly sweet - probably from the 5 cups of water in the recipe, and the very hot water coming out of the coffee pot. The final product had the right balance of sweetness and bitterness.
We let it cool on the stove while we sanitized the fermenter. We added a few drops of liquid yeast, and are eagerly awaiting the results. I'll let you know how it turns out.
Friday, November 7, 2008
Watch This Space
This is a period of transition, for both my life and the blog. I am moving across the country once again, with no job, living situation, and a handful of plans and dreams. The blog is becoming a reflection of who I am and what I want it to be, but it will take time and technology. I will update again when my life has achieved some sort of regularity.
It's time to go back to California, the land of fruits and nuts. Stick to your guns, Virginia.
Monday, November 3, 2008
Good Day Lamburgers
I had a good day. On the eve of the election, I became a plumber at work. I’m such an average Joe, I don’t have a lot of time, and I have some ground meat and a loaf of bread and an onion. I’m going to make some toast burgers. OK, Lamb isn’t average, but it averages out to be delicious.
1 lb. ground lamb
1/2 teaspoon curry powder
1/2 teaspoon Italian seasoning
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/2 teaspoon seasoning blend (I used a rib rub)
1/2 teaspoon sesame oil
9 slices 100% whole wheat toast
4-8 lettuce leaves
1 large tomato
fry oil, skillet.
1 onion
ketch, mustard, mayo, hot sauce.
This can easily be accomplished in 11 steps.
11. Toast one piece of bread extra toasty, but not extra burnty.
10. When that’s done, toast your bread if you want a toasty burger.
9. Season meat with above seasonings.
8. With a knife, scrape toast over meat to make crumbs, then fine chop rest of bread. Mix in with meat.
7. Make 4 flatties (flat patties)
6. Medium heat your home skillet, add some oil, add your first patty. Mine can hold 2 patties comfortably, so when I flip my first patty, I add my second, and so on to infinity, or 4, whichever comes first.
When patties are done, place on a rack or plate with paper towels to drain.
…meanwhile…
5. I’m all kinds of lazy for dressing each burger individually with ketchup, mustard, mayo, and hot sauce, and it’s too easy to go overboard. So I sauced them up in one bowl:
1 part mayo, 1 part ketchup, 1/2 part mustard, 1 dash hot sauce.
…and then…
4. Slice an onion. Mine made me cry, probably because of my blunt knife and love for onions. I cut it in half longitudinally, and then perpendicular to the onion axis, to make onion semi-circles.
…and then…
3. Slice your tomato. The thinner the better! If you hate sog, first slice tomato in half horizontally, and press juice out with your finger…into your mouth. No one is looking.
…now…
2. When all your burgers are cooked to your liking (ground meat should have no inner color, or even better, reach 160 F internally), don’t throw away the sauce juice that came out of them. Sauté the onion in it. Damn son/girl, that is high class.
1. Assemble your burgers, I go bread, sauce, patty, tomato, onion, lettuce, and bread.
How it do?
Wish list- If you have fresh herbs, finely chop some mint, basil, and garlic. Mix in with the raw meat. Serve with mint jelly.
Sunday, November 2, 2008
Foodisms
I agree with that statement, but I think the research being done is putting lipstick on the pig. Ultimately, I don't think that your body will be fooled by these foods. To benefit from them, you will have to buy them at the premium food producers will charge, and won't be able to eat them all the time - creating the potential for binge behavior in restaurants or social eating situations. These foods treat the symptoms, not the disease. Associated Press Article
I wanted to start this business: fresh food in your local neighborhood. check them out - Fresh & Easy
Drink your cancer away with anti-cancer beer. Yes, beer is healthy. Press Release


