Just experimenting with raw cruciferous vegetables
November 16, 2005
It would be absolutely no problem for me to go on and on about the conceptual and nutritional inconsistencies of the raw food (culture) diet, but I have to admit that this raw food culinary experiment has seriously increased my intake of *cruciferous vegetables. And that’s good a thing because all cooked cruciferous vegetables taste to me like fart. And that’s a bad thing.
* cabbages, kale, broccoli, bruxelles sprouts, cauliflower, get it?
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Audible gasps caused by morphogenetic fields
November 15, 2005
I was perusing my daily share of food writing, food photography and food porn, when what should I spy with my little eye? An aged eGullet entry about Grant Achatz’ tasting menu at his much praised restaurant, Alinea. I know, I know, everyone’s been eating honeycomb since time immemorial, but honey is apparently extra hot right now and Grant Achatz uses Ohio honeycomb at his restaurant, whereas I use Turkish and Dutch honeycomb… at home.
Images from top to bottom: honeycomb dessert image attributed to eGullet contributor ‘yellow truffle’ in his October 14, 2005 entry on Grant Achatz’ buzzy restaurant, Alinea (hopefully used with permission), a prototype of my honeycomb cocoa nib bonbon photographed by the author herself
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Everything but the squeal
Sometimes in a recipe, you want to instruct the cook to go outside her normal boundaries of food preparation. I used the term ‘everything but the squeal’ to describe the use of every single living part of a beet and a radish in an entry titled Yurt and Garden and in an entry on Indian Leafenware earlier this year.
“Everything but the squeal” is a quote attributed to the meat-packing industry and it was first signalled in Upton Sinclair’s 1906 novel, the Jungle which described the vile and unhygenic working conditions under which meat was reaching American consumers 100 years ago. If we can believe PETA (People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals), and Eric Schlosser’s Fast Food Nation (and I do), not a whole heq of a lot has changed. I do not recommend visiting this site if you plan on eating any part of any animal, wearing fur, leather and even wool, or even drinking the fruits of an animal’s existence, any time soon. The PETA organisation is all about the squeal, and I have to say, the practices that they document are abhorrent.
But one needn’t result to scare tactics to make me reduce my intake of animal protein and feel guilty for wearing a fur hat during winters up here in the polar circle. Mark Kurlansky’s Cod doesn’t mention once the issue of animal suffering. In Cod, it’s all about extinction dot dot dot.
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