Welcome to my crazy world of real food cooking ...

Eat Food. Not too much. Mostly Plants. -- Michael Pollan

I wish I could take credit for that because I think it sums up how we should eat. Simply -- eat stuff that really is food, instead of stuff that is food like substance. The supermarket is almost entirely food-like-substances, and, my friends, you should probably never ever eat them.

Fortunately, there is a world of deliciousness out there, and it can all be had in a way that not only doesn't harm your health, but in a way that benefits you hugely.

I think it's important to eat stuff that satisfies you, that keeps your blood sugar stable, and that gives you stuff your body really needs to run optimally.

But baby, it's gotta taste good.

I really like getting experimental in the kitchen. I love cooking, I love layering flavours, and I love coming up with really super yummy food. I have very strong opinions about what constitutes food, and there are a lot of things I won't touch in the kitchen. Bottom line? Pretty much everything I make is ridiculously good for you even if it tastes decadent. Although there are occasional big fat cheats ... but even those stick to real food, my friends.

For food that is usual gluten free, usually free of cane sugar, usually super low on the glycemic index, full of protein, fiber, flavour, and excellent energy, join me and Alice down the rabbit hole.

Every recipe on this blog is my own original effort and idea, so please pass 'em on, giving credit where credit is due.

Many thanks, and come back often. I'm really glad you are here!

:)

Saturday 7 January 2012

Upon Losing a Friend ...

I lost a friend yesterday. I was introduced to him over a decade ago as "Curtis Fuckin' Ramone". He was the sort of person that it was always a treat to see. He made everybody laugh, even at the end of a 16 hour day. His gangly-armed hugs were something to look forward to. His rude t-shirts were legion, his enormous heart legend, his mixed tapes and cds coveted, and his humour endless.

This sucks!

I hate losing people.

I always start to think back to the last time I saw them, what I said, the last time I thought of them ... Did I ever tell them how much I liked them? Of course not ... you rarely know the last time you see them will be the last time you see them.

Sometimes it feels like life is just a series of losses strung together by not-quite-enough breathing space. I guess that's one way to look at it. Another way to look at it is that time is short, and life is precious. There's way too much suck and ass, so you gotta hold tight to the good stuff.

So, I'll sit here right now and resolve not to take life for granted, not to take people for granted. But then I'll go back to my old ways of impatience and inattention, once the shock of loss wears off, and I get to the next patch of 'breathing space'. But at least for today I shall try to do better.

Michael Curtis, I was very fond of you.




Twenty-twenty-twenty four hours to go I wanna be sedated
Nothin' to do and no where to go-o-oh I wanna be sedated ...

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