Each first Friday of every month there is an event in downtown Oakland called Art Murmur. The epicenter of this monthly extravaganza is at 23rd and Telegraph Streets in downtown, but it's expanded out over the years. This has been going on for a long time now. Exactly how long I can't say, but I know Geri and I have been going to First Friday for at least 5 years.
In the beginning this event was very cool. It was more of an organic underground art scene. Different galleries would open up, and people would be out browsing around looking for interesting, cool, different art, if such as thing exists. There were a lot of gypsies musicians playing in the street, some of them quite good. It was all very relaxed and mellow, and then it became popular. The streets were cordoned off, traffic diverted, the police presence became the norm, lots of licensed food trucks on the street. A big happening, in fact the biggest of it's kind in the country. Oakland was written up from coast to coast and around the world, hailed as the new mecca for art and creativity. It went from a few hundred to 10,000 people, seemingly overnight.
The organizers of this event and Oakland's inept city officials have struggled with it's viability. Is it too big, how do we control a crowd this size, who pays for the security and the clean up, do we allow open drinking on city streets? Oakland historically has had an extremely poor record of dealing with crowds.
There was an event called the festival by the lake that was held in Oakland each year, around Lake Merritt. Then the violence hit, people killed, no more festival by the lake.
I quit going to First Friday when I could no longer find a parking space. This has been a couple of years now. I don't like crowds, large numbers of people, anywhere, but especially in Oakland. Last month someone was killed, shot down, and people were wounded, gang fight. I've been saying that this would happen for a long time now, and I'm sorry to say I was right.
Here is my prediction, it will happen again. Maybe not this month because the city will be on high alert, but the precedent has been set. I don't mind gangsters killing each other. You live by the sword, you die by the sword. It saves us all a lot of money if you ask me. It's much cheaper to bury these men than to keep them incarcerated for the rest of their lives. I know this sound insensitive, but these aren't what you would call upstanding citizens. They don't care about anyone else so why should I care about them? Bullets go where they go, and they don't always hit their intended targets. That's the problem, innocent people get hurt.
Art Murmur will die, and it will die because of a few people. So, go now while you can, but what you might want to include in your requisite hipster outfit along with the baseball cap, Converse high top sneakers, Pabst Blue Ribbon beer, tight legged jeans, and head phones attached to your little computers, is a bullet-proof vest and some riot gear, because you're going to need it.
You know what they say in Oakland, "Don't bring a knife to a gun fight."
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
Food Consumption:
Breakfast: Cereal, banana, blueberries, soy milk, herbal tea w/one sugar.
Lunch: Small chicken sandwich, 4 crackers w/peanut butter
Dinner: Pasta w/turkey bolognese sauce, Brussel sprouts, lemon chicken, water
Snacks: trail mix
Exercise: 6 miles walking
Thursday, February 28, 2013
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
Wednesday 2-27-13
Another busy day where I have very little time to do anything but work. We are planning on a big pizza party this Saturday evening with 16 or more people, and that's a lot of dough to cook up.
I am having the lights in the back installed which was on my things to do list for 2013, but it won't happen till next week, after the fact. I'm only going to make 4 different kinds of pizza this time. I've made up to 8 different variations on the theme, but it's too much. I'm going to use the pizza oven and the grill.
That' all I have to note today.
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
Food consumption today:
Breakfast: 2 scrambled eggs, 2 pieces of rye toast w/butter
Lunch: Rigatoni pasta with turkey bolognese sauce and French bread
Dinner: Lemon chicken, a little Rigatoni
Snacks: 4 crackers w/peanut butter
Exercise: 5 miles walking
I am having the lights in the back installed which was on my things to do list for 2013, but it won't happen till next week, after the fact. I'm only going to make 4 different kinds of pizza this time. I've made up to 8 different variations on the theme, but it's too much. I'm going to use the pizza oven and the grill.
That' all I have to note today.
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
Food consumption today:
Breakfast: 2 scrambled eggs, 2 pieces of rye toast w/butter
Lunch: Rigatoni pasta with turkey bolognese sauce and French bread
Dinner: Lemon chicken, a little Rigatoni
Snacks: 4 crackers w/peanut butter
Exercise: 5 miles walking
Tuesday, February 26, 2013
No Time
I have just enough time to journal my food intake for the day and that't it.
Breakfast: 2 pieces of rye bread with butter, orange juice
Lunch: Big salad with frisee and Romaine lettuce, red bell peppers, black olives, cucumber and vinaigrette
Snack: trail mix, chocolate bar, 3 stoneground crackers w/goat cheese
Dinner: salad with more veggies, 2 chicken sausages
Exercise: 4.5 miles walking
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
Breakfast: 2 pieces of rye bread with butter, orange juice
Lunch: Big salad with frisee and Romaine lettuce, red bell peppers, black olives, cucumber and vinaigrette
Snack: trail mix, chocolate bar, 3 stoneground crackers w/goat cheese
Dinner: salad with more veggies, 2 chicken sausages
Exercise: 4.5 miles walking
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
Monday, February 25, 2013
Sins, Contrition, and recomendations
My sins on Maui are many. I ate more or less whatever I wanted, and drank beer whenever I wanted, mostly daily. I didn't have any wine, refer, or whiskey. To my credit I did a lot of walking on the Island of Maui. I logged a good 4 miles or more each day.
Now that I've done my confession my act of contrition will be to get back to the program, low fat, lots of exercise. It's that simple, hard work. I've got 5 weeks before my next weight in, and our vacation was a little bit of a set back. Alas, I fully admitted there would be set backs when I started this. I have been honest if nothing else.
Here are some restaurant picks that Geri and I suggest if you're in Maui. They are all in Lahaina. Since we had a kitchen at our motel we were able to feed ourselves there and save some money. Why get a room with a kitchen if you're not going to use it?
Outrigger Pizza on the corner of Lahaina Luna Rd. and Wainee in downtown Lahaina, Maui, Thursday night between 5 and 9 PM. The Pesto, garlic and 3 cheese pie was as good as it gets.
MaLa Tavern, 1307 Front Street, Lahaina, Maui 808 667-9394 make reservations for dinner. The best food I had on the Island, or just about anywhere for that matter. Great margaritas and well drinks, extensive wine list, expensive, loud, great service, and loads of fun. Try the great big Greek salad, the Kobe beef burger, the calamari, ahi burger, the fries, it's all good. Sitting at the bar is really fun.
Cafe Cafe 129 Lahaina Luna Rd. Lahaina, Maui. The caps and lattes are wonderful. Geri had rave reviews for the oatmeal, and I loved the steamed scrambled eggs and ham. You can rent a Vespa here also.
Penne Pasta Cafe on 180 Dickenson St. was decent food at a decent price if you have to have some pasta, and sometimes you do.
Those are our picks that I am sure you cannot go wrong with if you are in Lahaina.
I did have a story about Fleetwood's Restaurant in downtown Lahaina so here it is. We went there and sat up stairs. The waitress forgot we were even there, but we just hung around and watched the whales out in the Pacific. When she finally asked if we had been waited on we said, "No." She replied, "You're kidding? We said, "No we're not." and we finally got some service. This took a good 15 minutes and they were not slammed at the time. She was nice, but the beer was an ounce and a half shy of a pint, the $14.00 margarita Geri ordered was watered down, and the complimentary tacos that come with happy hour drinks, well, just skip them, and save yourself and your money for a good meal somewhere else.
Sorry Mick. Love the music, especially the stuff with the Green god, and I truly mean that. In the 60's you guys ruled the British scene. Best of the guitar players, with the possible exception of Jeff Beck.
It's is a hell of a nice tax write-off you got there with one of the best views in town, but I wouldn't risk my hard earned money on a dinner at your place, based on the preview we had that afternoon. Maybe it was just an off day. I wish I could get in that kitchen.
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
Food consumption today:
Breakfast: cereal, banana, blueberries, banana, soy milk, 2 pieces of wheat toast w/butter
Lunch: Italian chicken sausage, frisee & Romain lettuce greens with, cucumber, walnuts, vinaigrette
dressing
Dinner: Cucumber, chevre cheese w/crackers, chocolate coffee beans
Exercise: 3 miles walking
that's it....
Now that I've done my confession my act of contrition will be to get back to the program, low fat, lots of exercise. It's that simple, hard work. I've got 5 weeks before my next weight in, and our vacation was a little bit of a set back. Alas, I fully admitted there would be set backs when I started this. I have been honest if nothing else.
Here are some restaurant picks that Geri and I suggest if you're in Maui. They are all in Lahaina. Since we had a kitchen at our motel we were able to feed ourselves there and save some money. Why get a room with a kitchen if you're not going to use it?
Outrigger Pizza on the corner of Lahaina Luna Rd. and Wainee in downtown Lahaina, Maui, Thursday night between 5 and 9 PM. The Pesto, garlic and 3 cheese pie was as good as it gets.
MaLa Tavern, 1307 Front Street, Lahaina, Maui 808 667-9394 make reservations for dinner. The best food I had on the Island, or just about anywhere for that matter. Great margaritas and well drinks, extensive wine list, expensive, loud, great service, and loads of fun. Try the great big Greek salad, the Kobe beef burger, the calamari, ahi burger, the fries, it's all good. Sitting at the bar is really fun.
Cafe Cafe 129 Lahaina Luna Rd. Lahaina, Maui. The caps and lattes are wonderful. Geri had rave reviews for the oatmeal, and I loved the steamed scrambled eggs and ham. You can rent a Vespa here also.
Penne Pasta Cafe on 180 Dickenson St. was decent food at a decent price if you have to have some pasta, and sometimes you do.
Those are our picks that I am sure you cannot go wrong with if you are in Lahaina.
I did have a story about Fleetwood's Restaurant in downtown Lahaina so here it is. We went there and sat up stairs. The waitress forgot we were even there, but we just hung around and watched the whales out in the Pacific. When she finally asked if we had been waited on we said, "No." She replied, "You're kidding? We said, "No we're not." and we finally got some service. This took a good 15 minutes and they were not slammed at the time. She was nice, but the beer was an ounce and a half shy of a pint, the $14.00 margarita Geri ordered was watered down, and the complimentary tacos that come with happy hour drinks, well, just skip them, and save yourself and your money for a good meal somewhere else.
Sorry Mick. Love the music, especially the stuff with the Green god, and I truly mean that. In the 60's you guys ruled the British scene. Best of the guitar players, with the possible exception of Jeff Beck.
It's is a hell of a nice tax write-off you got there with one of the best views in town, but I wouldn't risk my hard earned money on a dinner at your place, based on the preview we had that afternoon. Maybe it was just an off day. I wish I could get in that kitchen.
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
Food consumption today:
Breakfast: cereal, banana, blueberries, banana, soy milk, 2 pieces of wheat toast w/butter
Lunch: Italian chicken sausage, frisee & Romain lettuce greens with, cucumber, walnuts, vinaigrette
dressing
Dinner: Cucumber, chevre cheese w/crackers, chocolate coffee beans
Exercise: 3 miles walking
that's it....
Saturday, February 23, 2013
Howlies in Hawaii...Wrap Up
It's back to the mainland and back to the grind of work, school, chores...work. We booked our room for next year, this time we made it for two weeks. I finally had the space to read a whole book, and finish more than half of another book. I can't put into words what it feels like to sit and do absolutely nothing.
Next week when I get a chance I'll include the names of some restaurants that are on my list of places to visit on Maui.
We did have breakfast at a place called Cafe Cafe in downtown Lahaina this morning, and the only reason I'm mentioning it is because I ordered a croissant with scrambled eggs and ham, and the barista steamed the eggs. If you go back into my blogs and read the blog titled, "Which came first the chicken or the egg," I mention the best way to cook scrambled eggs is to steam them. It was a nice surprise, and I will go back there, maybe tomorrow morning.
Till Monday. Tomorrow is a travel day, no blog. Monday will be true confessions day when I tell of all my sins on the island of Maui. It was wonderful.
It's nice to be someone important, but it's more important someone who's nice. I saw it written somewhere in Maui.
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
Next week when I get a chance I'll include the names of some restaurants that are on my list of places to visit on Maui.
We did have breakfast at a place called Cafe Cafe in downtown Lahaina this morning, and the only reason I'm mentioning it is because I ordered a croissant with scrambled eggs and ham, and the barista steamed the eggs. If you go back into my blogs and read the blog titled, "Which came first the chicken or the egg," I mention the best way to cook scrambled eggs is to steam them. It was a nice surprise, and I will go back there, maybe tomorrow morning.
Till Monday. Tomorrow is a travel day, no blog. Monday will be true confessions day when I tell of all my sins on the island of Maui. It was wonderful.
It's nice to be someone important, but it's more important someone who's nice. I saw it written somewhere in Maui.
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
Friday, February 22, 2013
On The Corner of Lahaina Luna & Wainee
Last night we had parked our car and were headed to dinner at this pasta restaurant we had spotted several times on our walks around town, Penne Pasta, when Geri spied a mobile wood fired pizza oven in a small shopping area on the west side of Lahaina Luna St. and the corner of Wainee St. in downtown Lahaina.
I've seen restaurants that have advertised pizza around town, but frankly I'm of leery of Hawaians selling pizza. I know that sounds prejudice, but I'm gun shy after my last two encounters. If you read this stupid blog I'm limiting my pizza intake to once a month, and the last two months I've been horribly burned by bad pizza. The last time being the review I did of Little Star pizza in Albany, CA.
But this time I couldn't help myself. Yes, I'm past my monthly quota of pizza, but I am on vacation after all, and yes I'm making excuses.
The young man running the mobile pizza unit, pictured below, name is Matt Paul. He works for the owner of the business who's name is Eric Mitchell. The name of the business is the Outrigger Pizza Company, www.OutriggerPizza.com. Matt was very nice and we talked about pizza, which is just about my favorite subject in the world of food. We talked about dough, oven construction, fuel, the rig he used to haul the oven. We talked toppings, sauces, flours, cheeses, basically covering the whole process of pizza making. He patiently let me watch him hand toss the pizza I ordered, and I watched him put the pie in the oven with his peel, and two minutes later pull it out with his paddle.
I explained my obsession with pizza, my background, my blog on pizza and so forth.
Then I got to sit down, shut up and eat my pizza I ordered, pesto, garlic, and three cheeses, which was what I had been longing for, for two months now. A good wood fired pizza, simple and plain. And Matt delivered the goods, a New York style Neapolitan thin crust pizza.
Matt is only at this particular location on Thursday evenings, from around 5:00 PM till 8:30 PM. We did have pasta at Penne Pasta, which was also very good, but the pizza was my dessert. If you are in Lahaina on a Thursday night and you've got a Jones for a real New York pie this is the only place in town I can recommend. Sit down under the stars, let the cool trade winds ease your mind, and enjoy some of the best pie you'll find on this side of the Pacific Ocean.
Thanks Matt and Eric, you made my day. I loved this little oven, which was apparently was made in Australia. It held the heat in wonderfully. He let me stick my hand in there and I could tell it was around 700 degrees, and he was able to cook two 10 inch pies at the same time. If I lived here I would have one in my backyard.
If you guys are ever in the Bay Area please contact us, and we can do wood fired pizza at our house in Oakland, our treat.
Your guys get my 3 joint rating for pizza, and you can't get any higher than that.
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
I've seen restaurants that have advertised pizza around town, but frankly I'm of leery of Hawaians selling pizza. I know that sounds prejudice, but I'm gun shy after my last two encounters. If you read this stupid blog I'm limiting my pizza intake to once a month, and the last two months I've been horribly burned by bad pizza. The last time being the review I did of Little Star pizza in Albany, CA.
But this time I couldn't help myself. Yes, I'm past my monthly quota of pizza, but I am on vacation after all, and yes I'm making excuses.
The young man running the mobile pizza unit, pictured below, name is Matt Paul. He works for the owner of the business who's name is Eric Mitchell. The name of the business is the Outrigger Pizza Company, www.OutriggerPizza.com. Matt was very nice and we talked about pizza, which is just about my favorite subject in the world of food. We talked about dough, oven construction, fuel, the rig he used to haul the oven. We talked toppings, sauces, flours, cheeses, basically covering the whole process of pizza making. He patiently let me watch him hand toss the pizza I ordered, and I watched him put the pie in the oven with his peel, and two minutes later pull it out with his paddle.
I explained my obsession with pizza, my background, my blog on pizza and so forth.
Then I got to sit down, shut up and eat my pizza I ordered, pesto, garlic, and three cheeses, which was what I had been longing for, for two months now. A good wood fired pizza, simple and plain. And Matt delivered the goods, a New York style Neapolitan thin crust pizza.
Matt is only at this particular location on Thursday evenings, from around 5:00 PM till 8:30 PM. We did have pasta at Penne Pasta, which was also very good, but the pizza was my dessert. If you are in Lahaina on a Thursday night and you've got a Jones for a real New York pie this is the only place in town I can recommend. Sit down under the stars, let the cool trade winds ease your mind, and enjoy some of the best pie you'll find on this side of the Pacific Ocean.
Thanks Matt and Eric, you made my day. I loved this little oven, which was apparently was made in Australia. It held the heat in wonderfully. He let me stick my hand in there and I could tell it was around 700 degrees, and he was able to cook two 10 inch pies at the same time. If I lived here I would have one in my backyard.
If you guys are ever in the Bay Area please contact us, and we can do wood fired pizza at our house in Oakland, our treat.
Your guys get my 3 joint rating for pizza, and you can't get any higher than that.
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
Thursday, February 21, 2013
Lazy Hazy Day
It's warm and overcast. That's what's on the Island of Maui today. We went for a long walk this morning into town. Had pancakes and eggs for breakfast, came home and finished a book I was reading by Elmore Leonard titled Road Dogs. I could get use to this life of not working for the Yankee dollar.
Tonight we are going to check out this place called Penne Pasta in town. I"ve got a hunger for some pasta.
The photos above are from our back yard, looking west, not taken today. That Island in the background is Lanai owned by Larry Ellison of Oracle, who Frobes Mag called the next richest man in the world.
I didn't eat all the pancakes. Too much for me. The program is working even on vacation. If I can keep off the sauce I won't gain any weight while I'm here.
There's a little sing in our bathroom that says, "How beautiful it is to do nothing and rest afterwards." That about sums it up for me.
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
Howlies in Hawaii...Whale Watching
I do learn from my mistakes, and I can prove it. If you return to the list of blog posts, and go to the blog posted 6-30-12 titled Salmon Fishing Out the Gate, or something like that, this blog will make much more sense.
Geri and I shot a video last night about cooking an Ahi burger. I don't know how the video will turn out until I edit it, but the Ahi burger tasted great, a bit rich, but good. Half way through my sleep last night I could fee the rumblings of my stomach telling me something was not right. This morning I had the runs, and I had that feeling that my body and my brain were not attached.
After I ate the ahi burger last night we got lucky and booked a whale watching trip for this morning. There was a last minute cancelation, and the weather is perfect, so we booked it.
When I awoke this morning I knew if went on that trip today it would have been a repeat of the salmon fishing expedition, and there is no way I'm ever going to put myself through that ordeal again. But, I must say that of all the things I wanted to do here in Lahaia Maui whale watching was at the top of my list.
It is better to be safe than sorry. I drove Geri down to the dock to catch the boat. So, today I stayed at home, eat yogurt, and read an Elmore Leonard book someone left at the motel, and look out at the ocean. I don't have to work, and that is fine with me.
I had a bowl of soup for dinner, some crackers, and water. No exercise, just bed rest and a book.
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
I had a bowl of soup for dinner, some crackers, and water. No exercise, just bed rest and a book.
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
Tuesday, February 19, 2013
Tuesday 2-19-13...Howlies in Hawaii
The predictions of rain have gone away, and we are left with a magnificent breathtaking day.
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Monday, February 18, 2013
Howlies In Hawaii
Well we made it to Maui, and man this is the windiest place I've ever been in my life. I've lived in the desert, and I thought that was windy, but nothing compares to this island. Reminds me of that Tom Hanks movie. Another guy from Oakland. The wind takes a little getting use to. I can understand why the natives here are considered master sailors because you would have to know your business before you took a sailing craft out on the open water here. A land lover like me wouldn't stand a chance. Banking that 747 coming into Maui airport was also an adventure, but I have to say, I love this place. It rained yesterday, and it rained today, but I love it here.
The roads are congested, just like in California. We are staying in Lahaina, at the Makai Motel. It's run by two eccentrics from Mill Valley, California. The rooms have little tiny kitchens with everything we need to get by while we are here. It's a U shaped building which blocks the wind coming from the east, with a great view of the ocean to the west. We are right on the water.
Anytime I go some place different it always takes me a while to get into the swing of things. I am a creature of habit and the older I get the more of a creature I become. When I was young I traveled with a 40 pound pack on my back for 3 years and I didn't have a care in the world.
Mick Fleetwood has a restaurant here, and Geri and I have a good story about our experience at happy hour there. Not my best pick for fine food, or drink for that matter, but a nice place to hang out none the less.
This is short blog today because I am on vacation. They're all going to be short blogs. I have some great tips for restaurants and food here in Maui. We are going to do a video on cooking ahi burgers.
You can see whales blowing chunks out in the harbor, mothers with their babies, and very interested males. You can feel the warm Pacific ocean on your fact, and in your hair. The humidity makes you sweat, and you can smell your sweat. The feeling of being laid back here is infectious. The people are friendly, and we've met some real characters. This place is full of old hippies and bohemians. We met some people who lived right where I grew up in Connecticut, and know some very dear friends of ours. Two sisters who were Polish and Italian, just like me. It's a small planet for sure.
That's it. Time to watch the sunset.
Mahalo,
Make Food/Not War
The roads are congested, just like in California. We are staying in Lahaina, at the Makai Motel. It's run by two eccentrics from Mill Valley, California. The rooms have little tiny kitchens with everything we need to get by while we are here. It's a U shaped building which blocks the wind coming from the east, with a great view of the ocean to the west. We are right on the water.
Anytime I go some place different it always takes me a while to get into the swing of things. I am a creature of habit and the older I get the more of a creature I become. When I was young I traveled with a 40 pound pack on my back for 3 years and I didn't have a care in the world.
Mick Fleetwood has a restaurant here, and Geri and I have a good story about our experience at happy hour there. Not my best pick for fine food, or drink for that matter, but a nice place to hang out none the less.
This is short blog today because I am on vacation. They're all going to be short blogs. I have some great tips for restaurants and food here in Maui. We are going to do a video on cooking ahi burgers.
You can see whales blowing chunks out in the harbor, mothers with their babies, and very interested males. You can feel the warm Pacific ocean on your fact, and in your hair. The humidity makes you sweat, and you can smell your sweat. The feeling of being laid back here is infectious. The people are friendly, and we've met some real characters. This place is full of old hippies and bohemians. We met some people who lived right where I grew up in Connecticut, and know some very dear friends of ours. Two sisters who were Polish and Italian, just like me. It's a small planet for sure.
That's it. Time to watch the sunset.
Mahalo,
Make Food/Not War
Friday, February 15, 2013
Sequel to Valentine's Day
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| My love Geraldine |
No blog this weekend. I am preparing to leave for Maui, and blogging is the last thing on my mind. I need time to rest. The blogs that we will post from Maui will be titled: Howlies in Hawaii.
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
Food Consumption 2-15-13
Breakfast: 2 eggs over easy, 2 pieces of toast w/butter
Lunch: Gnocchi and Brussel sprouts, 1 Anchor Steam Beer
Dinner: More gnocchi and Brussel sprouts, another beer
Exercise: 3.5 miles walking
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Spring Time In the Bay Area
Note: If this is your first time logging on my blog to get up to speed go to the blog dated 12-17-12 titled Chronicles of a Food Junkie.
On 9-24-12 I wrote a blog Summer Fades to Fall in which I predicted an early winter, based on the weather, and signs that nature was showing us everywhere I looked. The leaves had turned early last year, and the rains came in October instead of late November.
I'm outside more than most people. I try to take the time and look at nature, and I try to listen to what nature is telling me. I can't "predict" the future, but I made that prediction based on the facts I have at hand. Like someone once said, "If you want to know what the weather is doing, just go outside." The leaves were turning in August last year. It's been a cold winter here too. Our heating bill is higher than ever. Of course fucking PG & E has raised the rates so high that......I digress. That's another blog for another day.
Well it's February and we've had scant little rain, maybe a .10 of an inch. The rain we did have was significant. Our snow pack, according to the weather service, is in the high 90%. Last year it rained for 8 months of the year instead of the usual four. I look around now and I see the trees are budding. Some trees have already spouted new leaves, and the tell tale sign of all, my allergies have kicked into high gear. I think I might have been correct, spring has sprung. I know this is no consolation for the people back east who are digging out of a blizzard. I do love a good blizzard though. Been there, done that.
Where the hell am I headed here. It's time to order seed stock for the herb garden, and get them germinating now. If, and I'm not claiming I'm correct just yet, my prediction comes true, then I'm glad to see old man winter go. I'm tired of the cold and the rain. I'm rearing to get some parties going, cranking up the pizza oven, and having some fun. I'm getting the lighting done in the back yard kitchen after vacation.
Next week I'll be in Maui, so I'll have to put up with a little rain, but it will be warm rain, and I'll actually be able to swim in the ocean again, see the whales, turtles, the birds, the fish, eat ahi burgers, volcanos, spam, kimchi, slack key guitars, hulas, beautiful girls on the beach, whatever.
Tomorrow is a day of love, and that is a beautiful thing.
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
Food consumption today:
Breakfast: 2 eggs over easy and 1 piece of toast
Lunch: Bowl of war wonton soup
Snacks: potato chips, yeah I know...it was the fat and the salt, nuts and raisins
Dinner: Chicken and rice, collard greens with s & p, garlic, lemon
Exercise: 5.5 miles walking
On 9-24-12 I wrote a blog Summer Fades to Fall in which I predicted an early winter, based on the weather, and signs that nature was showing us everywhere I looked. The leaves had turned early last year, and the rains came in October instead of late November.
I'm outside more than most people. I try to take the time and look at nature, and I try to listen to what nature is telling me. I can't "predict" the future, but I made that prediction based on the facts I have at hand. Like someone once said, "If you want to know what the weather is doing, just go outside." The leaves were turning in August last year. It's been a cold winter here too. Our heating bill is higher than ever. Of course fucking PG & E has raised the rates so high that......I digress. That's another blog for another day.
Well it's February and we've had scant little rain, maybe a .10 of an inch. The rain we did have was significant. Our snow pack, according to the weather service, is in the high 90%. Last year it rained for 8 months of the year instead of the usual four. I look around now and I see the trees are budding. Some trees have already spouted new leaves, and the tell tale sign of all, my allergies have kicked into high gear. I think I might have been correct, spring has sprung. I know this is no consolation for the people back east who are digging out of a blizzard. I do love a good blizzard though. Been there, done that.
Where the hell am I headed here. It's time to order seed stock for the herb garden, and get them germinating now. If, and I'm not claiming I'm correct just yet, my prediction comes true, then I'm glad to see old man winter go. I'm tired of the cold and the rain. I'm rearing to get some parties going, cranking up the pizza oven, and having some fun. I'm getting the lighting done in the back yard kitchen after vacation.
Next week I'll be in Maui, so I'll have to put up with a little rain, but it will be warm rain, and I'll actually be able to swim in the ocean again, see the whales, turtles, the birds, the fish, eat ahi burgers, volcanos, spam, kimchi, slack key guitars, hulas, beautiful girls on the beach, whatever.
Tomorrow is a day of love, and that is a beautiful thing.
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
Food consumption today:
Breakfast: 2 eggs over easy and 1 piece of toast
Lunch: Bowl of war wonton soup
Snacks: potato chips, yeah I know...it was the fat and the salt, nuts and raisins
Dinner: Chicken and rice, collard greens with s & p, garlic, lemon
Exercise: 5.5 miles walking
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
Tue. 2-12-13
If you are new to this blog to get up to date please see the blog dated 12-17-12 titled Chronicles of a Food Junkie to get up to date..
Tuesdays and Thursdays are my busy days of the week. I walk dogs from 0630 to noon, and that's a lot of walking. Then I make myself a little lunch, and get prepared to go to school. So, today for sure will be a minimal blog day. No long boring stories. Just the facts.
Thursday is Valentine's Day, and I'm making Geri gnocchi with turkey gnocchi bolognese.
I'm only going to publish the gnocchi recipe. The bolognese you can find hundreds of recipes for. I don't use any pork in this one, it's for Geri, for Valentine's Day. That's coming Thursday.
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
Food consumption today:
Breakfast: Cereal w/soy and banana, green tea, orange juice
Lunch: Salad w/mustard greens, black olives, red belle pepper and cucumber, 1 chicken sausage link
Dinner: Peanut butter sandwich
Snacks: nuts, raisins
Exercise: 4 miles walking
Tuesdays and Thursdays are my busy days of the week. I walk dogs from 0630 to noon, and that's a lot of walking. Then I make myself a little lunch, and get prepared to go to school. So, today for sure will be a minimal blog day. No long boring stories. Just the facts.
Thursday is Valentine's Day, and I'm making Geri gnocchi with turkey gnocchi bolognese.
I'm only going to publish the gnocchi recipe. The bolognese you can find hundreds of recipes for. I don't use any pork in this one, it's for Geri, for Valentine's Day. That's coming Thursday.
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
Food consumption today:
Breakfast: Cereal w/soy and banana, green tea, orange juice
Lunch: Salad w/mustard greens, black olives, red belle pepper and cucumber, 1 chicken sausage link
Dinner: Peanut butter sandwich
Snacks: nuts, raisins
Exercise: 4 miles walking
Monday, February 11, 2013
101 Blogs
To get up to speed please go back to the blog dated 12-17-12 titled Chronicles of a Food Junkie.
This is my one hundred and first published blog. I know it's not the 100th episode of Seinfeld, but I'm pretty happy that I've been able to maintain it for this long. I'll be happier when I get the other 50 pounds of blubber off my bulbous ass.
Changing habits, especially an eating disorder, is an uphill battle. I wake up each morning feeling fat. I have been maintaining getting in a two mile walk almost every evening after dinner. If I don't get that walk in I feel huge. And yet when I look at other people who obviously have weight issues I think to myself, "I'm not that bad off, and I'm on the path to getting well." That's what I feel like. I feel like I've been sick for a long time, and I'm trying to get well again.
I know there are a lot of people out there struggling with their weight. I hope that maybe if I can conquer this battle I'm waging with my mind and body, maybe I can be of some inspiration to those people as well.
That's my goal.
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
Food Consumption: 1-11-13
Breakfast: Cereal w/soy milk. banana, orange juice
Lunch: 1/2 peanut butter sandwich
Dinner: 3 chicken sausages, 2 pieces of bread
Exercise: 7 miles walking
This is my one hundred and first published blog. I know it's not the 100th episode of Seinfeld, but I'm pretty happy that I've been able to maintain it for this long. I'll be happier when I get the other 50 pounds of blubber off my bulbous ass.
Changing habits, especially an eating disorder, is an uphill battle. I wake up each morning feeling fat. I have been maintaining getting in a two mile walk almost every evening after dinner. If I don't get that walk in I feel huge. And yet when I look at other people who obviously have weight issues I think to myself, "I'm not that bad off, and I'm on the path to getting well." That's what I feel like. I feel like I've been sick for a long time, and I'm trying to get well again.
I know there are a lot of people out there struggling with their weight. I hope that maybe if I can conquer this battle I'm waging with my mind and body, maybe I can be of some inspiration to those people as well.
That's my goal.
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
Food Consumption: 1-11-13
Breakfast: Cereal w/soy milk. banana, orange juice
Lunch: 1/2 peanut butter sandwich
Dinner: 3 chicken sausages, 2 pieces of bread
Exercise: 7 miles walking
Sunday, February 10, 2013
Sunday 2-10-13
To get up to speed on this blog return to the blog dated 12-17-12 titled Chronicles of a Food junkie.
Today I'm just going to journal my food intake and exercise. No titillating stories of struggles in the urban jungle. I did upload a photo of our friend Jerry Wyman's 73rd birthday party last night which was an absolute gas. Who said getting old was a drag? That would have been the first line to Mothers Little Helper by the Rolling Stones? Look who's zooming who now.
Megan and Kristin thanks for the get food. The borscht was phenomenal. Everything was first class.
Breakfast: 2 egg omelet, one piece of toast w/butter
Lunch: 1 samosa and an Indian Lamb wrap
Dinner: Chicken, salad and rice and vegies
Exercise: 6 miles walking
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
Today I'm just going to journal my food intake and exercise. No titillating stories of struggles in the urban jungle. I did upload a photo of our friend Jerry Wyman's 73rd birthday party last night which was an absolute gas. Who said getting old was a drag? That would have been the first line to Mothers Little Helper by the Rolling Stones? Look who's zooming who now.
Megan and Kristin thanks for the get food. The borscht was phenomenal. Everything was first class.
Breakfast: 2 egg omelet, one piece of toast w/butter
Lunch: 1 samosa and an Indian Lamb wrap
Dinner: Chicken, salad and rice and vegies
Exercise: 6 miles walking
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
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| Jerry Wyman's 73r birthday bash |
Saturday, February 9, 2013
Little Star Pizza
It's a beautiful room. Lots of fine wood paneling. It was easy to get a beer, and we were seated within 10 minutes of getting there on a busy Friday night. The wiatress was very attentive, and the service was overall good. Everyone is young with the traditional uniform of the day i.e., tight pants. None of them will be there in 6 months.
Just before we left I saw one of the workers cough into his hand, and then give a patron their pizza. "Enjoy your pie, and here's a little extra Chairman Mao flu to go along with it, no charge, on the house." Nothing pisses me off more than restaurant staff coughing into their hands, nothing. Who the fuck is training these people? Answer, no one. But I digress.
The first problem came when we ordered our meal. We decided what we wanted, and then I told the waitress, "We'll have a large plain Neapolitan pizza." She looked at me like as if I had 3 heads, and was talking a foreign language and then replied, "I don't know what you're talking about." Of course you don't dear. Once I realized we were speaking a different language I knew I was in trouble. It reminded me of the time when I was at Noah's Bagels, another place I won't frequent again, and I asked the wait person if they had any Challah bread, and got the reply "What's Challah bread." I should have asked her if Sarah was Jewish.
Let's start with the Chicago deep dish pizza. It is worth going there if you live in the area. But if you want the real deal make the trip to Zachary's Pizza on College Ave. in Rockridge. This deep dish is a single dough deep dish. Zachary's is a double crust. The outer crust of this pie was beautifully cooked, crispy and flaky. The blend of tomato sauce topping was sweet and savory, with a little spice to it.
(notice the horizontal lines and the even cooking circile marks on this thin crust pizza)
We ordered a mixed green salad which was very good, with a couple of dressings on the side, vinaigrette and blue cheese.
Let's get into the real problem here. The Neapolitan pizza was nothing close to authentic NY style thin crust pizza. There were no bubbles, no charcoal carbon marks on the outer crust, and it looked like it came out of a dough processing machine. I worked for Pizza Hut (long story) back in 83', in Mountain View California, and this pie reminds of that pizza. This is not a hand tossed /rolled pizza. You can't see the kitchen from the dining room floor here. I have no idea what kind of pizza oven is being used to cook these pies, not that it matters that much. I took pictures of the bottom of the crust, and it looks factory made to me. I could be wrong.
To rap it up. 1) decent deep dish Chicago pizza, worth the visit. 2) Neapolitan pie is mediocre, and that's being generous. 2) good service, but uneducated and untrained in the culinary art of pizza, not to mention basic health code procedures. 3) The ambience is nice, but you don't get that pizza joint feeling at all. 4) Pricing is reasonable.
I won't go back, and if you do go my advise is to stay away the thin crust pizza, and then get the deep dish, and the free Chairman Mao flu bug to go. Also watch your language when visiting this establishment. Don't use words like Sicilian or Neapolitan because you'll just get that blank stare from the wait staff.
I give Little Star Pizza a one thin little joint rating. This is not a pizzeria in the classic sense. This is corporate pizza.
After further examination of the crust I can tell it was cooked in a pan with the "little" holes all over. It's all too even. If you look closely you can see horizontal lines on it. Those look like the same lines we had in the pies we made, from the pizza making machine, at Pizza Slut back in 83'. Again, I could be wrong, and if I am someone please re-educate me.
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
Food Consumption Today:
Breakfast: small bowl of cereal
Lunch: Fried chicken sandwich with cole slaw.
Dinner: A friends birthday party...there will be good food at this gathering.
Exercise today: not much, 1.5 miles
Just before we left I saw one of the workers cough into his hand, and then give a patron their pizza. "Enjoy your pie, and here's a little extra Chairman Mao flu to go along with it, no charge, on the house." Nothing pisses me off more than restaurant staff coughing into their hands, nothing. Who the fuck is training these people? Answer, no one. But I digress.
The first problem came when we ordered our meal. We decided what we wanted, and then I told the waitress, "We'll have a large plain Neapolitan pizza." She looked at me like as if I had 3 heads, and was talking a foreign language and then replied, "I don't know what you're talking about." Of course you don't dear. Once I realized we were speaking a different language I knew I was in trouble. It reminded me of the time when I was at Noah's Bagels, another place I won't frequent again, and I asked the wait person if they had any Challah bread, and got the reply "What's Challah bread." I should have asked her if Sarah was Jewish.
Let's start with the Chicago deep dish pizza. It is worth going there if you live in the area. But if you want the real deal make the trip to Zachary's Pizza on College Ave. in Rockridge. This deep dish is a single dough deep dish. Zachary's is a double crust. The outer crust of this pie was beautifully cooked, crispy and flaky. The blend of tomato sauce topping was sweet and savory, with a little spice to it.
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| Chicago deep dish, worth the trip |
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| Charles Mack Hagan |
(notice the horizontal lines and the even cooking circile marks on this thin crust pizza)
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I ordered anchovies on the side and got a ramekin full of lovely fat fillets. There was no grated cheese, oregano or crushed red peppers on the table, another bad sign.
We ordered a mixed green salad which was very good, with a couple of dressings on the side, vinaigrette and blue cheese.
Let's get into the real problem here. The Neapolitan pizza was nothing close to authentic NY style thin crust pizza. There were no bubbles, no charcoal carbon marks on the outer crust, and it looked like it came out of a dough processing machine. I worked for Pizza Hut (long story) back in 83', in Mountain View California, and this pie reminds of that pizza. This is not a hand tossed /rolled pizza. You can't see the kitchen from the dining room floor here. I have no idea what kind of pizza oven is being used to cook these pies, not that it matters that much. I took pictures of the bottom of the crust, and it looks factory made to me. I could be wrong.
To rap it up. 1) decent deep dish Chicago pizza, worth the visit. 2) Neapolitan pie is mediocre, and that's being generous. 2) good service, but uneducated and untrained in the culinary art of pizza, not to mention basic health code procedures. 3) The ambience is nice, but you don't get that pizza joint feeling at all. 4) Pricing is reasonable.
I won't go back, and if you do go my advise is to stay away the thin crust pizza, and then get the deep dish, and the free Chairman Mao flu bug to go. Also watch your language when visiting this establishment. Don't use words like Sicilian or Neapolitan because you'll just get that blank stare from the wait staff.
I give Little Star Pizza a one thin little joint rating. This is not a pizzeria in the classic sense. This is corporate pizza.
After further examination of the crust I can tell it was cooked in a pan with the "little" holes all over. It's all too even. If you look closely you can see horizontal lines on it. Those look like the same lines we had in the pies we made, from the pizza making machine, at Pizza Slut back in 83'. Again, I could be wrong, and if I am someone please re-educate me.
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
Food Consumption Today:
Breakfast: small bowl of cereal
Lunch: Fried chicken sandwich with cole slaw.
Dinner: A friends birthday party...there will be good food at this gathering.
Exercise today: not much, 1.5 miles
Friday, February 8, 2013
Pizza Night
Note: To get up to speed go to the blog dated 12-17-12 titled Chronicles of a food junkie.
Tonight our good friend Charlie Hagan is coming over, and we are going out for pizza. Charley is an ESL teacher, and we played in a band back in the late 80's called the Steaming Seaman. Charley teaches overseas, China, Korea, Saudi Arabia, that sort of thing.
This is my once a month pizza fling, and we are trying out Little Star Pizza on Solano Ave. in Albany. Apparently there are two other Little Star Pizzerias in the City. What do I know?
I've heard many praises about this place. The word from the bird is that their Chicago deep dish pie is better than Zachary's Pizza, but I'm skeptical about that review. As well I hear their Neapolitan is supposedly good. We're going to get both of course. I'm more of Neapolitan man myself, but I love Sicilian as well.
The Sicilian style pizza that is closest to the kind I grew up on in Connecticut is at Lanesplitter or Golden Boy in North Beach. My family is Calabrese, not Siciliano. I do love Zachary's, but their pie is considered Chicago style pizza. Calabria is a lot closer to Sicily than Chicago. Sicilians don't consider themselves Italians, but they all look like dago Ginnies to me.
Now, I know, I know, I'm way behind the curve on this one. Maybe there are a bunch of folks out there, just like me, who are also way behind the curve. So this blog is for you and me. I'm not new to Solano Ave. by any means. I've been going up and down this street for many years. Geri and I have partied at the street fair before. I love Indian food, and Ajanta on Solano is one of the best. I know I'm a delinquent for not getting over there to eat this pie, and I'm hoping I'm not going to be disappointed.
Solano Ave., for folks who don't know it, should know it. It's a world class street, one of the best ofstreets in the entire Bay Area. If you live in this neighborhood you've got just about everything you could ever need or want, on or within walking distance of Solano Ave. When it comes to eating I like to stay at home and cook. That's no big secret. I have the wood fired oven now, and I can make as good a pie, or better, as anyone else can, wood fired oven or no wood fired oven. We love to call a bunch of friends up, and have a pizza party.
We won't be doing a pizza party here this month, so this is my one time pizza extravaganza for February, and it's time to try a different joint, something new.
.
I'll do a review on this tomorrow.
After dinner: I hope people read the sequel to this blog tomorrow, or whenever I get it up, because it's not good for Little star, and it's not good for you if you go there to eat. I will say this, they named it correctly, because it is not a big star in the galaxy of pizzas for sure. I'm sorry I built this place up, and I'm sorry I ever went to this place because the last two months I'm batting zero for my pizza night out. I'm the guy who ate a large pie for dinner for about 10 years of my life. If I'm going to sacrifice my waistline, and my one night for pizza, it needs to be top shelf pie. This restaurant is why I fear going out of my comforts zone when it comes to food in general and pizza specifically.
No mas poquito estrella!
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
Food Consumption: 2-8-13
Breakfast: Plain green tea, cereal w/soy milk, blueberries, banana, orange juice
Lunch: Leftover mash potatoes, chicken and salad.
Dinner: Salad, 3 beers, too much mediocar pizza
Exercise: 3.5 miles walking
Tonight our good friend Charlie Hagan is coming over, and we are going out for pizza. Charley is an ESL teacher, and we played in a band back in the late 80's called the Steaming Seaman. Charley teaches overseas, China, Korea, Saudi Arabia, that sort of thing.
This is my once a month pizza fling, and we are trying out Little Star Pizza on Solano Ave. in Albany. Apparently there are two other Little Star Pizzerias in the City. What do I know?
I've heard many praises about this place. The word from the bird is that their Chicago deep dish pie is better than Zachary's Pizza, but I'm skeptical about that review. As well I hear their Neapolitan is supposedly good. We're going to get both of course. I'm more of Neapolitan man myself, but I love Sicilian as well.
The Sicilian style pizza that is closest to the kind I grew up on in Connecticut is at Lanesplitter or Golden Boy in North Beach. My family is Calabrese, not Siciliano. I do love Zachary's, but their pie is considered Chicago style pizza. Calabria is a lot closer to Sicily than Chicago. Sicilians don't consider themselves Italians, but they all look like dago Ginnies to me.
Now, I know, I know, I'm way behind the curve on this one. Maybe there are a bunch of folks out there, just like me, who are also way behind the curve. So this blog is for you and me. I'm not new to Solano Ave. by any means. I've been going up and down this street for many years. Geri and I have partied at the street fair before. I love Indian food, and Ajanta on Solano is one of the best. I know I'm a delinquent for not getting over there to eat this pie, and I'm hoping I'm not going to be disappointed.
Solano Ave., for folks who don't know it, should know it. It's a world class street, one of the best ofstreets in the entire Bay Area. If you live in this neighborhood you've got just about everything you could ever need or want, on or within walking distance of Solano Ave. When it comes to eating I like to stay at home and cook. That's no big secret. I have the wood fired oven now, and I can make as good a pie, or better, as anyone else can, wood fired oven or no wood fired oven. We love to call a bunch of friends up, and have a pizza party.
We won't be doing a pizza party here this month, so this is my one time pizza extravaganza for February, and it's time to try a different joint, something new.
.
I'll do a review on this tomorrow.
After dinner: I hope people read the sequel to this blog tomorrow, or whenever I get it up, because it's not good for Little star, and it's not good for you if you go there to eat. I will say this, they named it correctly, because it is not a big star in the galaxy of pizzas for sure. I'm sorry I built this place up, and I'm sorry I ever went to this place because the last two months I'm batting zero for my pizza night out. I'm the guy who ate a large pie for dinner for about 10 years of my life. If I'm going to sacrifice my waistline, and my one night for pizza, it needs to be top shelf pie. This restaurant is why I fear going out of my comforts zone when it comes to food in general and pizza specifically.
No mas poquito estrella!
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
Food Consumption: 2-8-13
Breakfast: Plain green tea, cereal w/soy milk, blueberries, banana, orange juice
Lunch: Leftover mash potatoes, chicken and salad.
Dinner: Salad, 3 beers, too much mediocar pizza
Exercise: 3.5 miles walking
Thursday, February 7, 2013
Lime Time
When we redid the back yard last summer one of the things I did was take out a lime tree I had planted 7 or 8 years prior that wasn't producing any fruit. It would flower and bloom every year, but it never did produce any fruit. Not once in all those year did I see a bee or a humingbird go near it. I asked several friend who know much more about cultivation than myself and no one had a good answer for me. Our lemon tree has always done very well, why not the lime?
Geri bitched and moaned about taking it out, saying things like, "You're killing a living organism.", but I was resolute in my decision to pull that sucker out of the ground, and plant a new lime tree that would actually give us some fruit. We live in the city, and square footage is at a premium here. That tree was taking up real estate. I planted this one in the herb garden were I thought it would be get the best exposure to light, and by god it produced some limes this year, two. It's not what you would call a bumper crop, but it's just the first year.
Today I picked my two limes, and I am very happy to say we now have a lime tree that actually produces fruit/food.
It's the little things in life that are important.
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
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| small but mighty |
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| 2 limes this season...that's all |
Food Consumption 2-7-13
Breakfast: Cereal w/soy, blueberries & banana, green tea
Lunch: Small bowl of leftover pasta, yogurt
Snacks: Orange juice
Dinner: Roasted chicken, steamed Napa cabbage w/caraway, s & p then sauteed in butter, salad with my vinaigrette, cucumber, black olives, shredded carrot, red bell pepper, beats....mashed potatoes, fresh baked bread....great dinner!
Exercise: 5.5 miles walking
Valentine's Day,Turkey Bolognese & Potato Gnocchi
Note: If this is the your first time logging onto my blog to get up to speed return to the blog dated 12-17-12 titled Chronicles of a Food Junkie.
I really haven't eaten any red meat since I started the "change" as I now call it. I've had pork , but no beef in 3 months. Most of the beef raised in this country is corn fed, and anyone with a lick of common sense would know that cows eat GRASS, not corn. Of course there are a lot of people in this country that haven't got any fucking sense at all, let alone a lick of sense.The city of Oakland is full of them.
Most of the corn that is grown worldwide is from Monsanto seed stock, and it is genetically modified. We have no idea what the effects of this modification has on our health or nature.
The logic Monsanto would like us all to believe is that their seed stock is resistant to pests, but nature adapts, just like we do. Because cows stomachs cannot digest corn, they become ill from eating it. When they become ill they are given antibiotics. The majority of the beef these days contains traces of antibiotics, and these antibiotics are being absorbed into our bodies. Because we are literally bombarded with these antibiotics our bodies are less resistant to colds, flu's, and viruses. We get sick, go to the doctor, the doctor prescribed more friggin antibiotics, and we don't get better.
Also, decades ago ranchers found out that when they gave cattle small amounts of antibiotics the cattle gained weight. In an industry where weight means the difference between a profit or a loss, this process became standard practice. We don't know exactly how much antibiotics are being given to cattle, but it's estimated that between 15 and 17 million pounds of antibiotics are administered to cattle yearly in the US alone.
The European Union and Canada have outlawed this practice, but the US continues to approve the use of antibiotics to stimulate weight gain. The World Health Organization urges all countries where this practice is common to terminate or rapidly phase out antibiotics for growth promotion.
Where the hell is all this leading? I'm making this bolognese with free range turkey, not beef, and no pork as a starter. I'm getting back to my Ginnie roots. Italians do not eat a lot of beef. Cows were used primarily for milk and cheese production. Cows were expensive, and dishes such as veal piccata were a luxury for the average Italian. Pigs, chicken, goat, and sheep are the main meats Italians eat. I do miss my cheese burgers, and I'm not saying I'll never eat beef again, because I most likely will. That would be tantamount to saying something stupid like, because I got a dose of the clap back in 1970 I'm never going to have sex again.
Besides the reasons I stated above Geraldine doesn't eat beef, at all. When we first started our life together we would go out and eat cheese burgers all over San Francisco, looking for the best burger in the city, but she quit eating red meat. So, if I make it with turkey she'll eat it. Everything I do, I do for Geri. If she was your old lady you would too.
And that leads us to Valentine's Day. To the love of my life Geraldine Marie Haslett, this gnocchi is for you girl. Love you kid.
So, this recipe is made with turkey, and my gnocchi, well, it's to die for.
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
Food Consumption: 2-14-13
Breakfast: cereal w/soy milk and banana, orange juice, lemon yogart
Lunch: 2 chicken legs, a little salmon
Dinner: Gnocchi w/turkey bolognese, salad w/my vinaigrette, black olive, mustard greens, cucumber, radishes, steamed and sauteed brussel sprouts w/s & p.
Dessert: Chocolate truffles by Godiva, Martinelli's sparkling cider.
Exercise: 6 miles walking
Gnocchi Recipe: Serves 6 as entree'
Ingredients:
3 pounds Idaho Russet potatoes
1 tea spoon nutmeg
1 tablespoon salt
1 teaspoon white pepper
1 cup all purpose organic flour and more to work with
3 eggs beaten
1) Bake potatoes in the oven at 450 degree till done. Put aside and let cool. Remove the skins and run through a potato press.
2) In a large mixing bowl add the nutmeg, white pepper, salt and mix till throughly incorporated.
3) Punch a hole in the center and pour the egg mix into it. Mix the egg and the potato completely together.
4) With a large spoon Mix in the flour and the potato/egg mix in batches. Incorporating the flour into the dough, ensuring there are no lumps.
5) Take a large handful of dough and on a floured surface gently roll out the dough with both hand. With a knife or dough scraper cut the gnocchi into your desired size. Repeat this will all the dough has been rolled out and the gnocchi is made. Place on floured pans until ready to cook.
6) In a large pot of hot salted boiling water place the gnocchi and cook till till they rise to the surface. Remove with a slotted spoon and add the bolognese.
Hopefully the photos below will give you an idea of the process. It very easy actually. A little messy, but easy. If you'll notice I score the gnocchi with a folk. This allows some of the bolognese to get trapped in those little grooves.
I really haven't eaten any red meat since I started the "change" as I now call it. I've had pork , but no beef in 3 months. Most of the beef raised in this country is corn fed, and anyone with a lick of common sense would know that cows eat GRASS, not corn. Of course there are a lot of people in this country that haven't got any fucking sense at all, let alone a lick of sense.The city of Oakland is full of them.
Most of the corn that is grown worldwide is from Monsanto seed stock, and it is genetically modified. We have no idea what the effects of this modification has on our health or nature.
The logic Monsanto would like us all to believe is that their seed stock is resistant to pests, but nature adapts, just like we do. Because cows stomachs cannot digest corn, they become ill from eating it. When they become ill they are given antibiotics. The majority of the beef these days contains traces of antibiotics, and these antibiotics are being absorbed into our bodies. Because we are literally bombarded with these antibiotics our bodies are less resistant to colds, flu's, and viruses. We get sick, go to the doctor, the doctor prescribed more friggin antibiotics, and we don't get better.
Also, decades ago ranchers found out that when they gave cattle small amounts of antibiotics the cattle gained weight. In an industry where weight means the difference between a profit or a loss, this process became standard practice. We don't know exactly how much antibiotics are being given to cattle, but it's estimated that between 15 and 17 million pounds of antibiotics are administered to cattle yearly in the US alone.
The European Union and Canada have outlawed this practice, but the US continues to approve the use of antibiotics to stimulate weight gain. The World Health Organization urges all countries where this practice is common to terminate or rapidly phase out antibiotics for growth promotion.
Where the hell is all this leading? I'm making this bolognese with free range turkey, not beef, and no pork as a starter. I'm getting back to my Ginnie roots. Italians do not eat a lot of beef. Cows were used primarily for milk and cheese production. Cows were expensive, and dishes such as veal piccata were a luxury for the average Italian. Pigs, chicken, goat, and sheep are the main meats Italians eat. I do miss my cheese burgers, and I'm not saying I'll never eat beef again, because I most likely will. That would be tantamount to saying something stupid like, because I got a dose of the clap back in 1970 I'm never going to have sex again.
Besides the reasons I stated above Geraldine doesn't eat beef, at all. When we first started our life together we would go out and eat cheese burgers all over San Francisco, looking for the best burger in the city, but she quit eating red meat. So, if I make it with turkey she'll eat it. Everything I do, I do for Geri. If she was your old lady you would too.
And that leads us to Valentine's Day. To the love of my life Geraldine Marie Haslett, this gnocchi is for you girl. Love you kid.
So, this recipe is made with turkey, and my gnocchi, well, it's to die for.
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
Food Consumption: 2-14-13
Breakfast: cereal w/soy milk and banana, orange juice, lemon yogart
Lunch: 2 chicken legs, a little salmon
Dinner: Gnocchi w/turkey bolognese, salad w/my vinaigrette, black olive, mustard greens, cucumber, radishes, steamed and sauteed brussel sprouts w/s & p.
Dessert: Chocolate truffles by Godiva, Martinelli's sparkling cider.
Exercise: 6 miles walking
Gnocchi Recipe: Serves 6 as entree'
Ingredients:
3 pounds Idaho Russet potatoes
1 tea spoon nutmeg
1 tablespoon salt
1 teaspoon white pepper
1 cup all purpose organic flour and more to work with
3 eggs beaten
1) Bake potatoes in the oven at 450 degree till done. Put aside and let cool. Remove the skins and run through a potato press.
2) In a large mixing bowl add the nutmeg, white pepper, salt and mix till throughly incorporated.
3) Punch a hole in the center and pour the egg mix into it. Mix the egg and the potato completely together.
4) With a large spoon Mix in the flour and the potato/egg mix in batches. Incorporating the flour into the dough, ensuring there are no lumps.
5) Take a large handful of dough and on a floured surface gently roll out the dough with both hand. With a knife or dough scraper cut the gnocchi into your desired size. Repeat this will all the dough has been rolled out and the gnocchi is made. Place on floured pans until ready to cook.
6) In a large pot of hot salted boiling water place the gnocchi and cook till till they rise to the surface. Remove with a slotted spoon and add the bolognese.
Hopefully the photos below will give you an idea of the process. It very easy actually. A little messy, but easy. If you'll notice I score the gnocchi with a folk. This allows some of the bolognese to get trapped in those little grooves.
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| Pressed potatoes and egg mixture |
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| Gnocchi Dough |
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| Dough rolled out |
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| Finished products before cooking |
Wednesday, February 6, 2013
Wed. 2-6-13 My Boring Life
My life is very boring today and that's ok, because I'm healthy, and I have more that I need. Not really much in my culinary world to write about today, so I won't babble on.
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
Food Consumption:
Breakfast: 2 egg omelet, fried red potatoes and 2 pieces of Rudy's brown bread, green tea w/agave
Lunch: Orange juice, cup of Amy's organic vegetable lentil soup, 10 crackers
Snacks: crackers, cheese
Dinner: Pasta w/evoo, salt, minced garlic, fresh oregano & parsley, white wine, cherry tomatoes, Romano cheese and Brussel sprouts steamed and pan fried with evoo, s & p, garlic powder.
Exercise: 5.5 miles walking
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
Food Consumption:
Breakfast: 2 egg omelet, fried red potatoes and 2 pieces of Rudy's brown bread, green tea w/agave
Lunch: Orange juice, cup of Amy's organic vegetable lentil soup, 10 crackers
Snacks: crackers, cheese
Dinner: Pasta w/evoo, salt, minced garlic, fresh oregano & parsley, white wine, cherry tomatoes, Romano cheese and Brussel sprouts steamed and pan fried with evoo, s & p, garlic powder.
Exercise: 5.5 miles walking
Tuesday, February 5, 2013
Vinaigrette
I've been making this vinaigrette for quite a while. A couple of friends came over for lunch a while back and said, "I gotta get the recipe for this dressing." I don't hold onto anything. Give it away, give it away, give it away now. That's my policy. I don't have any recipe that's so precious that I have to keep it hidden. Secret ingredients to me are silly at best. If you've got a good product people will buy it, and the original is the original.
Without further ado.
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
Geraldine's Vinaigrette:
1/3 cup extra virgin olive oil
1/2 cup champagne vinegar
1 tea spoon Dijon mustard
dash Worcestershire sauce
6 cloves garlic minced
1 large plumb tomato, stemmed, skinned & seeded
1/2 teaspoon herbs of Provence
juice from 1/2 lemon
juice from 1/2 orange
couple turns from the pepper mill
big pinch of onion powder
big pinch of celery salt
pinch kosher salt
1) Make a cross with your knife on the smooth side of the tomatoe, and Blanch them for 15 seconds in boiling hot water. Remove the stem, skins and seeds. Set aside.
2) Put all the other ingredients in a blender, add the tomatoes, give a couple of good pulses, and you got yourself some vinaigrette.
3) Store in an airtight jar in the refrigerator. Good for up to two weeks.
Food Consumption today 1-5-13
Breakfast: Cereal, soy milk, blueberries, banana, fresh squeezed orange juice & grapefruit
Lunch: Peanut butter sandwich on brown bread, rice and collard greens w/garlic, fresh lemon, red bell pepper, scallions, evoo, s & p.
No dinner
Snacks: nuts/raisins
Exercise: 4 miles walking
Without further ado.
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
Geraldine's Vinaigrette:
1/3 cup extra virgin olive oil
1/2 cup champagne vinegar
1 tea spoon Dijon mustard
dash Worcestershire sauce
6 cloves garlic minced
1 large plumb tomato, stemmed, skinned & seeded
1/2 teaspoon herbs of Provence
juice from 1/2 lemon
juice from 1/2 orange
couple turns from the pepper mill
big pinch of onion powder
big pinch of celery salt
pinch kosher salt
1) Make a cross with your knife on the smooth side of the tomatoe, and Blanch them for 15 seconds in boiling hot water. Remove the stem, skins and seeds. Set aside.
2) Put all the other ingredients in a blender, add the tomatoes, give a couple of good pulses, and you got yourself some vinaigrette.
3) Store in an airtight jar in the refrigerator. Good for up to two weeks.
Food Consumption today 1-5-13
Breakfast: Cereal, soy milk, blueberries, banana, fresh squeezed orange juice & grapefruit
Lunch: Peanut butter sandwich on brown bread, rice and collard greens w/garlic, fresh lemon, red bell pepper, scallions, evoo, s & p.
No dinner
Snacks: nuts/raisins
Exercise: 4 miles walking
Monday, February 4, 2013
Clean As A Whistle
My colon is clean as a whistle. I had a great doctor and anesthesiologist. The whole staff was very professional. The pre-op and post-op transition went extremely well. I passed gas within 5 minutes of getting out of surgery and tooting like a locomotive. I was able to walk on my own out to the street where my wife was ready with the car. We came home, no nausea or vomiting, and I made an omelet with diced red bell peppers, scallions, a piece of brown bread with real butter, and fried red potatoes.
I wasn't going to blog today because I thought I would be so spaced out that I'd just want to return to bed. The anesthesiologist gave me just enough drugs to keep me awake throughout the whole procedure, and I never felt a thing. I got to see everything on the screen the whole trip up the colon and back out. Besides a couple of hemorrhoids there was no indication of pol lops.
I feel very lucky. I'm in fairly good physical condition. Considering all the drinking and drugs I did when I was young my brain is more or less intact. Once I get this remaining weight off I'll be hitting the running track again. Life can be good sometimes.
That is it for today. Tomorrow or Wednesday I'll do the blog and recipe for my vinaigrette.
I'd like to thank the man Dale who many years ago told me to get my fanny checked. He's gone, but his words live on.
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
Food Consumption: 1-4-13
Breakfast: Green tea w/agave, 1 piece of brown bread w/butter, red potatoes w/s & p, herbs of Provence, 3 egg omelet w/red bell peppers and scallions
Lunch: Cheese quesadilla w/green onions, mango juice
Dinner: Big salad, cheese and crackers, 1 8 oz. beer
Exercise: 3 miles walking
I wasn't going to blog today because I thought I would be so spaced out that I'd just want to return to bed. The anesthesiologist gave me just enough drugs to keep me awake throughout the whole procedure, and I never felt a thing. I got to see everything on the screen the whole trip up the colon and back out. Besides a couple of hemorrhoids there was no indication of pol lops.
I feel very lucky. I'm in fairly good physical condition. Considering all the drinking and drugs I did when I was young my brain is more or less intact. Once I get this remaining weight off I'll be hitting the running track again. Life can be good sometimes.
That is it for today. Tomorrow or Wednesday I'll do the blog and recipe for my vinaigrette.
I'd like to thank the man Dale who many years ago told me to get my fanny checked. He's gone, but his words live on.
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
Food Consumption: 1-4-13
Breakfast: Green tea w/agave, 1 piece of brown bread w/butter, red potatoes w/s & p, herbs of Provence, 3 egg omelet w/red bell peppers and scallions
Lunch: Cheese quesadilla w/green onions, mango juice
Dinner: Big salad, cheese and crackers, 1 8 oz. beer
Exercise: 3 miles walking
Sunday, February 3, 2013
Baltimore Ravens Do It As Predicted
I hate to say I said it, but I did. In my blog of 1-21-13 titled Pulled Pork, Walking and The Superbowl. I predicted the Baltimore Ravens would beat the San Francisco 49ers. It was a great Stuper Bowl. The 49ers had me seriously worried after the lights came back on. Great game.
Beyonce' is the most beautiful woman in the world.
It's off to the colonoscopy in the morning. I'm all cleaned out, and ready to go!
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
Beyonce' is the most beautiful woman in the world.
It's off to the colonoscopy in the morning. I'm all cleaned out, and ready to go!
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
Saturday, February 2, 2013
Ground hogs, Colonoscopies, & the 49ers
If this is your first time logging onto this blog please refer to the blog of 12-17-12 titled Chronicles of a Food Junkie to get up to speed.
Punxsutawney Phil didn't see his shadow today which means according to legend winter will end sooner than later. Since winter began in early October it makes perfect sense. But, historically February is a rainy month in California. I'm not planting anything for at least another 6 weeks.
I have a very dear friend who's afraid of getting a colonoscopy because someone is sticking a scope up his ass. He's 3 year older than me, and has never had one. After my best friend Joe Chase died when I was 49, he was 53, I had every test in the world done, and a colonoscopy was one of them.
There's two things I hate about getting a colonoscopy. The first is pre-op, and the second is post-op. Every year right around my birthday I get a physical. Each time I have the usual blood tests done, and of course my doctor does a rectal exam for prostate cancer. After he gloves up and lubes his finger he usually says something like, "This will only take a few seconds." This is when I stop him, look him straight in the eye and say something like, "Look Doc, we only do this once a year. You to take your time when you're up there. I want you to feel around real careful like, and make sure everything is just the way it should be, got it." If they catch prostate problems early there's a good chance you can beat it. Same thing with the colon. Since I had my last colonoscopy done when I was 49, and it's done every ten years, my number is up this year.
When I was working in the trades as a painter I was doing a job in the Castro district of San Francisco for this lovely gentleman who was dying. He told us he was paitning the place so when he died he didn't leave a mess behind for someone else to clean up. I assumed he was dying of aids. I was there painting his apartment for 7 days, and we would talk throughout the day. Finally I asked him what he was dying of. He just looked at me and said, "Prostate cancer. Get your fanny checked." The fact that a simple procedure such as this can save your life doesn't seems like something to be freaked out about.
The pre-op for a colonoscopy sucks because you have to drink this solution that cleans you out. It is the most vile disgusting thing in the world. It's supposed to be banana flavored, and if you've read my daily food intake you know I love bananas, but calling it something it's not doesn't help. It makes me gag when I drink it. It does clean you out, that much I'll give it, but drinking it is right up there with the hardest things I've ever had to do in my life.
Well, I called the doctor and said, "What else is there besides that gallon of banana flavored crap to clean me out." The gal there replied, "That's what we use." I siad, "You didn't answer my question." She said, "Let me ask the doctor, and I'll call you back." She did call me back, and I was right for a change. There is another product. It contains 2 6 oz. bottles of crap juice that you drink with a little water. You drink the first bottle the night before the procedure. Shit you insides out, and drink the second one 3 hours before the pre-op. Much better.
The procedure itself is painless. You're in a semi-conscious state, and you can actually look at the screen and see the insides of your colon. It's the fantastic voyage all over again. Last time I was clean as a whistle up there, and I'm hoping for the same prognosis this time.
The post op is where you hang out, and they wait for you to pass gas. Last time it took me 45 minutes before I could blow wind, and then they all let out a cheer. Geri drove me home, and before we got to the house I had to vomit, and then one more time after we got home I blew chunks. You're completely out of it when you get home, and all you want to do is go to bed and sleep.
I think my friend likens a colonoscopy to get butt rapped, and that's why he won't do it. It's called
preventative medicine for a reason.
Colonoscopies and butt probes for prostate problems suck, but they are much better than the alternative.
This same friend who's freaked out about the colonoscopy took my $100.00 bet on the 49ers, which I predict will loose. They can be stopped, and the Baltimore Ravens have the defense to do it. I'll leave it right there. You read it here first. By the way, I predicted this almost two weeks ago. Some gotta win and some gotta loose, good time Charlie's got the blues. Tomorrow it's gonna be Jimmy or Johnny.
I also got a dinner bet with another friend and four points.
Win or loose I also predict the streets of San Francisco to be on fire Sunday evening.
No more blogs till Tuesday 2-5-13.
That's it.
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
Food Consumption for 2-2-13
Breakfast: Cereal w/blueberries and banana, green tea w/agave
Lunch: Peanut butter sandwich, shared can of sardines with the dogs on the trail
Snacks: Mint tea, nuts/dried fruit, peppermint tea w/agave
Dinner: to early to tell...friend's birthday at Betty's diner in Berkeley. I plan on having a hearty dinner since I have to fast all day tomorrow, and half the day Monday.
Exercise: 6 miles trail walking w/the mutleys
Punxsutawney Phil didn't see his shadow today which means according to legend winter will end sooner than later. Since winter began in early October it makes perfect sense. But, historically February is a rainy month in California. I'm not planting anything for at least another 6 weeks.
I have a very dear friend who's afraid of getting a colonoscopy because someone is sticking a scope up his ass. He's 3 year older than me, and has never had one. After my best friend Joe Chase died when I was 49, he was 53, I had every test in the world done, and a colonoscopy was one of them.
There's two things I hate about getting a colonoscopy. The first is pre-op, and the second is post-op. Every year right around my birthday I get a physical. Each time I have the usual blood tests done, and of course my doctor does a rectal exam for prostate cancer. After he gloves up and lubes his finger he usually says something like, "This will only take a few seconds." This is when I stop him, look him straight in the eye and say something like, "Look Doc, we only do this once a year. You to take your time when you're up there. I want you to feel around real careful like, and make sure everything is just the way it should be, got it." If they catch prostate problems early there's a good chance you can beat it. Same thing with the colon. Since I had my last colonoscopy done when I was 49, and it's done every ten years, my number is up this year.
When I was working in the trades as a painter I was doing a job in the Castro district of San Francisco for this lovely gentleman who was dying. He told us he was paitning the place so when he died he didn't leave a mess behind for someone else to clean up. I assumed he was dying of aids. I was there painting his apartment for 7 days, and we would talk throughout the day. Finally I asked him what he was dying of. He just looked at me and said, "Prostate cancer. Get your fanny checked." The fact that a simple procedure such as this can save your life doesn't seems like something to be freaked out about.
The pre-op for a colonoscopy sucks because you have to drink this solution that cleans you out. It is the most vile disgusting thing in the world. It's supposed to be banana flavored, and if you've read my daily food intake you know I love bananas, but calling it something it's not doesn't help. It makes me gag when I drink it. It does clean you out, that much I'll give it, but drinking it is right up there with the hardest things I've ever had to do in my life.
Well, I called the doctor and said, "What else is there besides that gallon of banana flavored crap to clean me out." The gal there replied, "That's what we use." I siad, "You didn't answer my question." She said, "Let me ask the doctor, and I'll call you back." She did call me back, and I was right for a change. There is another product. It contains 2 6 oz. bottles of crap juice that you drink with a little water. You drink the first bottle the night before the procedure. Shit you insides out, and drink the second one 3 hours before the pre-op. Much better.
The procedure itself is painless. You're in a semi-conscious state, and you can actually look at the screen and see the insides of your colon. It's the fantastic voyage all over again. Last time I was clean as a whistle up there, and I'm hoping for the same prognosis this time.
The post op is where you hang out, and they wait for you to pass gas. Last time it took me 45 minutes before I could blow wind, and then they all let out a cheer. Geri drove me home, and before we got to the house I had to vomit, and then one more time after we got home I blew chunks. You're completely out of it when you get home, and all you want to do is go to bed and sleep.
I think my friend likens a colonoscopy to get butt rapped, and that's why he won't do it. It's called
preventative medicine for a reason.
Colonoscopies and butt probes for prostate problems suck, but they are much better than the alternative.
This same friend who's freaked out about the colonoscopy took my $100.00 bet on the 49ers, which I predict will loose. They can be stopped, and the Baltimore Ravens have the defense to do it. I'll leave it right there. You read it here first. By the way, I predicted this almost two weeks ago. Some gotta win and some gotta loose, good time Charlie's got the blues. Tomorrow it's gonna be Jimmy or Johnny.
I also got a dinner bet with another friend and four points.
Win or loose I also predict the streets of San Francisco to be on fire Sunday evening.
No more blogs till Tuesday 2-5-13.
That's it.
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
Food Consumption for 2-2-13
Breakfast: Cereal w/blueberries and banana, green tea w/agave
Lunch: Peanut butter sandwich, shared can of sardines with the dogs on the trail
Snacks: Mint tea, nuts/dried fruit, peppermint tea w/agave
Dinner: to early to tell...friend's birthday at Betty's diner in Berkeley. I plan on having a hearty dinner since I have to fast all day tomorrow, and half the day Monday.
Exercise: 6 miles trail walking w/the mutleys
Friday, February 1, 2013
Banana bread, Colonoscopy
Usually when Geri makes banana bread I devour a couple of pieces 10 minutes out of the oven, smothered with butter. This time I had an end piece with no butter. So far I've had only 4 pieces and there are still two pieces left. This might not sound very amazing to any one else, but to me it's a little victory for me against obesity. That banana bread should have been gone a long time ago, yet there are still two pieces left. I'm learning control. I look at food now and see and just say, "I don't need that." Before I would have plucked it up and plopped in my mouth, almost unconsciously.
Early Monday morning 7:30 AM I go in for a colonoscopy. Tomorrow I will do a blog on it, and
Sunday and Monday there will be no blogs. Sunday I will be eliminating, cleaning myself out. This will be the second time in two months. Saturday night is an old friends' birthday, and we are going to Betty's diner in Berkeley, so that will be my big meal before I shit my insides out, and fast for a day and a half. I should loose a couple of pounds doing that for sure.
Next week I will put up the recipe for my vinaigrette that I use for salads which I been promising to write up.
Another short blog.
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
Breakfast: plain green tea, 1 piece banana bread, cereal w/bananas & blue berries
Lunch: salad w/Romain lettuce, black olives, red bell peppers, S & P, evoo and fresh lemon
Dinner: honey turkey sandwich on roll, tomato, cucumber, Dijon mustard, & black pepper. Salad with all the of above from lunch.
Snacks: last small piece of banana bread, dried fruit and nuts
Exercise: 7.5 miles
Early Monday morning 7:30 AM I go in for a colonoscopy. Tomorrow I will do a blog on it, and
Sunday and Monday there will be no blogs. Sunday I will be eliminating, cleaning myself out. This will be the second time in two months. Saturday night is an old friends' birthday, and we are going to Betty's diner in Berkeley, so that will be my big meal before I shit my insides out, and fast for a day and a half. I should loose a couple of pounds doing that for sure.
Next week I will put up the recipe for my vinaigrette that I use for salads which I been promising to write up.
Another short blog.
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
Breakfast: plain green tea, 1 piece banana bread, cereal w/bananas & blue berries
Lunch: salad w/Romain lettuce, black olives, red bell peppers, S & P, evoo and fresh lemon
Dinner: honey turkey sandwich on roll, tomato, cucumber, Dijon mustard, & black pepper. Salad with all the of above from lunch.
Snacks: last small piece of banana bread, dried fruit and nuts
Exercise: 7.5 miles
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