Showing posts with label food. Show all posts
Showing posts with label food. Show all posts

Friday, June 28, 2013

THE TROUBLE WITH FOOD



What to eat?  What not to eat?  How much to eat?  How little to eat?  Raw?  Cooked quickly over a high flame?  Cooked slowly over very low heat?  Does organic matter?  To juice or not to juice?  To sprout or not to sprout?  And, what pan is safe to cook it in?

Many years ago, a friend sent me a battered old paperback that said the Eskimos were very healthy on a diet of whale and seal.  No fresh fruit or vegetables to speak of.  That ran counter to those who proclaimed we must stay away from saturated fats.  I gave it to a dietician and she couldn't make any sense of it.  Low fat was "in".   Only later, years later, we learned that low fat usually meant high sugar and salt.

And what about those Twinkies of old?  They were always junk food, but at least they were made of real food ingredients.  The downside was that they had only a few days of shelf life.  Compare that to the Twinkies of today that will last, and last, and last.  Did you ever ask yourself why Twinkies last so long?

Diet gurus came and went with opposing theories of the best way to eat.  People tried weird diets, fasted, went liquid, macrobiotic only, and often either got sick, continued to get fat, or yoyoed up and down.   Food morphed into omega 3s and 6s, vitamins and minerals, low or high glycemic, inflammatory or less inflammatory.

Ways to process food multiplied as did the weight of many people.  Our grocery stores got larger, as did the grocery carts to put our groceries in.  Shelves of options multiplied -- with this or that added, with this or that removed, enriched with this or that.  But someone in the know warned to avoid most of all those shelves in the middle of the store and lurk around the edges to get the "real" food.  Reading the ingredients label required a lot of time, a very discerning eye, and a knowledge of nutrition.

I went to two cooking classes within a couple of weeks.  It seemed they were held on different planets.  One chef authoritatively advised no meat, no milk, no milk products, no wheat, no eggs, and definitely no sugar.  Juicing and sprouting were the healthy way to go in that class.  It was the "don't eat anything that had a mother" way to eat.  Teeth weren't required to eat any of the food she prepared.

But we humans do have teeth, and pay a lot of money to straighten them into dainty rows, clean them, fix them, and (sigh!) eventually replace them.   The other chef believed in meat, and even the skin of the meat.  He admitted that much of the nutrition is lost in today's world before we even get the food close to our mouths, but that we should aim for high quality, organic fruit and vegetables -- and making food that tastes good.  He was an "everything in moderation" kind of chef.  It is the extremes of eating that are destructive to our health.

Modeling what people eat in other countries is only somewhat helpful.  Asians eat a lot of polished white steamed rice that has basically no nutritional value at all. They also add lots of MSG while cooking.   The French eat rich food, but keep portions small.  They also smoke a lot.  India extols the virtues of curry to stay healthy.  And corn is a staple in some cultures even though it is one of the foods most likely to be genetically modified.  And who knows what genetically modified food will do to the human metabolism, which basically hasn't changed since humans evolved?

Instead of being a pleasure, eating has turned into an unhealthy confusion of opinions and science.

Suellen Zima


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Wednesday, May 29, 2013

   Discussing Poetry
                               over
                                          Dinner



. . . and so . . .
I put my fork aside, adjusted my napkin, and began

Yesterday, I sat down to a feast of poetry
Cooked up by steamy, rising young poets and served on new plates
I flipped through its tantalizing menu
Appetite ready to choose a possible pleaser
Unfortunately, the first poem’s flavor was dulled in a spaghetti of obscurity
Clung to by a thick spiced sauce of overcooked metaphors and illusions
It was a heavy concoction burdened with salty emotion
Having no beginning nor ending and giving no satisfaction

Very well, I thought, I'll try another poem
I paged to a beef steak raw protest of gang life betrayed and street loves gone wrong
It was garnished with drugs, bullet peppered and blackened
Then drowned in a gravy of resentment
A chef's bad day creation

There were more dishes to sample
Some were cooked and stirred to choking blandness
And others too sweet to taste for long
Being drowned in syrupy self preoccupations and worn out slights
Creations of young poets craving self indulgence
Unsure of the finer dishes and traditions that life would soon offer

But after a long search I found a few that were perfection
Poems leaving pleasant tastes and promises of new delights
They were quite good, really
Inviting me back again
Exquisite creations to anticipate and savor . . .

With that said, I picked up my fork and tried the chocolate torte

10/07
Sandy Hartman

 
Here come the summer holidays, dear reader.  Again, a time to celebrate our fortunes and misfortunes, our friends and family, and those other things that sustain us. . .
Most especially the gift to create and express our feelings about them.
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Sandy Hartman

Thursday, November 1, 2012

Wood-chip Slurry




Several years ago I found myself working a sound gig in a small town in eastern Mississippi. Like many rural towns in America, the city came into existence mainly to support a large factory. Started I’m guessing maybe in the late fifties or early sixties, the company was built to produce a fairly new technology and product. In the more rural areas of the country, especially in the years following World War II good jobs where few and far between so I’m sure the building of the plant was a pretty big deal when it happened.

Jobs at the plant are some of the best paying in the whole area so I wasn’t surprised to learn that it was not unusual to find two and sometimes three generations of a family working here. Maybe mom is in payroll, dad in one of the work shops, grandpa is a mechanic and dad Jr. just got hired!

The gig me and my fellow AV commandos were hired to do was a yearly company meeting for management and all employees.

Once a year, the owners and management throw out all the stops and bring in entertainment, give out rewards for things like “employee of the year” and put on a huge picnic dinner for the employees and their families.

Of course there’s always lots of backslapping, handshaking and general “wow we’re great” kinda speeches interlaced with the requisite “we couldn’t have done it without you guys” comments for the employees benefit. All in all, its a good time.

The company makes something called pressed-wood products.

So whats a pressed-wood product?

Think Ikea or less expensive Walmart furniture that have labels like ”some assembly required”.

My crew and I were there to set up and operate the big sound system, stage lighting, video and other technical requirements for both the entertainment and all the fore-mentioned ata-boy speeches to keep the troops happy and in to work on time.

Now, I’ll admit I have done sound and other production work in some very unique places over my career. For instance the top of Stone Mountain in Ga. for the release of a Peregrine falcon. A gig inside an Amtrak rail car and during an election year I even did a political gig in a candy cane factory in south Georgia! Walking into the place was like walking into a giant Vicks inhaler! Someone new to the place actually had to let themselves acclimate to the smell for a minute or two the first few times you were in the building!

So setting up a sound system in a big factory wasn’t all that new except for one little detail… having to wear a hardhat, safety glasses and ear protection at all times while in the building!

Imagine trying to equalize a sound system while wearing ear plugs… When you see that stage tech standing at a stage microphone saying “check, check, one two”, that’s what they’re doing.

Our employer for this job generously supplied the crew with a liaison person who more or less kept us out of trouble and injuries while working around equipment and machines that were often the size of a  house or small building!

Perky… very perky, thats our liaison. For her, this was I guess a time to shine and show the bosses what she could do and she WAS really great, just perky… VERY perky.

One afternoon after most of our work was done, this nice young lady took me and a couple of the other guys on a guided tour of the factory areas we hadn’t seen as yet. It was fun walking down the huge rows of massive equipment, with her yelling, but still managing to stay perky, over the roar of all these machines explaining what each one did. It was obvious she was proud of her job and the company she worked for.

As we got to the end of one of the machine lines, we were confronted with a huge open top tank. It looked a lot like one of those above-ground swimming pools you see in peoples backyards. Only this was 4 or 5 times bigger and filled nearly to the top with a thick, slimy, grayish-brown liquid, with chunks… So of course I ask what the heck is THAT !?

Oh! We call it “Wood-chip Slurry”.

By the sound of her answer enhanced by even MORE perky-ness I guessed I had unknowingly stumbled upon another subject of company pride. She went on to explain that the “Wood-chip Slurry” was a by-product of the plants process to make wood-chip products and that until just a few years ago they were required to dispose of it at a cost to the company.

With a huge beaming smile she said all that changed and now they had found a way to not only dispose of the slurry but to actually make a profit from it!  They pumped it into railroad tank cars and sold it to companies all across the country.

I bet you’re thinking what I was,  “Who would buy that and WHY”?

So of course I asked. I almost wish I hadn’t…

I was told that their largest buyers were food companies who bought it to use as a ”filler” for things like weight loss product “milkshakes”

I read a lot more food labels these days.

Michael Cody

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