Thanks to Netflix, we saw the documentary Forks over Knives. It told us what we suspected. Made us feel guilty for many foods we eat. And, motivated us to make some dietary changes - at least until we can't stand them anymore or run out of ideas, or worse, get really grumpy.
So, the synopsis is this: meat is evil; red meat is the worst; animal based products are bad; give up your beloved cheese, eggs, and butter. People who eat animal based diets have higher rates of cancer, diabetes, heart disease, and all the horribles that haunt those who consume products made by or with fellow creatures that once breathed.
Man! That is a harsh pill to swallow. What if we have just a little meat? A little cheese? Our beloved eggs in the morning and cream in our coffee? What if we just cut out some, but not all those animal based products?
Apparently, the real deal is that we are supposed to go cold turkey. Cold Turkey? More like Cold Kale.
We were ready to introduce this change to our daily routine. Tim did the shopping. I did the cooking. Lots of green stuff, beans, rice, and veggies in our fridge and cupboards. I cheated on Day One - eating my friend's baked chicken that he did not eat while visiting him as he was recuperating from surgery at the hospital. How could I possibly admit to my family that, in my desperation, I ate chicken from hospital fare? I cheated also on Day Two, even though I did make enough rice and beans the night before to last a week.
The rice and black beans were not finished until late night because I did not anticipate the 4 hours of cooking after the eight hours of soaking. So, we had them for a late night snack, for breakfast the next day, and for dinner the following evening. The family was being surprisingly cooperative at dinner facing beans and rice again, but were looking a bit forlorn.
Enter cheat number two. More poultry. We happened to have some chicken in the fridge so I sauteed it up with some olive oil, garlic, and wine. Everyone was happy with the addition of the poultry because the steady diet of beans and rice was causing slight gastric distress in all of us. Day two was a semi-success.
So tonight, day three, we all sighed at the thought of consuming anything that contained beans. Yet, I was resolute not to cheat again.
As I looked at a beautiful bunch of dark green kale that Tim brought home like a bouquet of flowers (thanks honey, so beautiful!), I prayed for my culinary instinct to divine something to me. My prayers worked. All I needed was a little organic tofu, some nuts, and some tasty oils (probably against the diet...but, heck, I needed some tools). Here it is. Forks Over Knives, Day Three - No Cheating.
Ingredients and Directions
Make a cup and half of rice, according to instructions - organic brown rice is recommended, but if you are pressed for time (as we were), use white rice.
One large bunch kale, de-stemmed, rinsed, and chopped and half chopped onion. Saute onion and kale in frying pan with freshly minced garlic (crushed with a mortar and pestle), extra virgin olive oil (about 1/4 cup), 2-4 TBL of organic toasted sesame seed oil, and salt to taste. Saute until onions are soft and kale is limp. Set aside.
Take one pound of organic extra firm tofu, and cut into equal size chunks. Coat thoroughly with organic spelt. Heat about 1/4 cup of extra virgin olive oil in a separate stainless steel frying pan. As soon as the oil is heated, add coated tofu. Cook until brown on all sides. Add about 2TBL of toasted sesame seed oil. Add about 1/2 cup unsalted peanuts. Add kale, onion mix, and toss together.
Serve over rice. DELICIOUS.
We did it. We accomplished Forks over Knives, Day Three...
As noted by Tim, "Served with red wine, thank god, that hasn't been eliminated..."
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
Sunday, February 10, 2013
Lunch Box Chronicles: Day One-Hundred Seventy-Six (Blizzard Blues: Spelt Blueberry Banana Muffins)
Blizzard Blues.
Experiencing a major blizzard in coastal Maine is a
different experience than in the Big Apple.
In Maine, Tim would have shoveled the drive and walkway,
shoveled them again, shoveled them again, loaded wood in the woodstove, and we
all would have hunkered down to stay snug in the house all day. I probably would have baked something
too.
In NYC, we had no shoveling (except for digging a car out),
have no woodstove, and had tickets to see Blue Man Group. So, we hailed a cab, met some friends,
and went to a very bizarre off-Broadway production. A little loud for my taste.
But, the habits of Maine linger. So before embarking on the Blue Man adventure, I felt compelled to make blueberry muffins– appropriate for a snowy blue-themed
day.
Problem #1, there was no organic sugar in the house, and I
was not about to use bleached white sugar, nor was I going to pay $7.99 for a
pound and half of organic sugar at our local grocery store.
| Spelt Blueberry Banana Muffins with Honey |
Problem #2, we had very few blueberries, and as with the
organic sugar, I was not going to pay triple for the convenience of buying them
in our neighborhood.
Solution #1: create a recipe with honey
Solution #2: use blueberries in combination with some other
fruit we have in the house: bananas!!
Here is a recipe for Blueberry-Banana Spelt Muffins – made
especially to prevent stormy day blues, and to keep you from going bananas.
Blueberry-Banana Spelt Muffins – with no sugar
1 cup whole spelt flour
1/2 tsp. salt
1 TBL baking powder
1 cup buttermilk (made with 1 tbl fresh lemon juice and 1
cup milk, mixed and set aside for 10 minutes)
7 TBL honey
1/2 cup melted butter
1 cup blueberries
1 and 1/2 ripe bananas
Scoop enough batter to fill the muffin pans 3/4 way either lined with muffin papers or in well oiled muffin pans. Bake at
400 degrees F for 20-25 minutes or until toothpick inserted in center of muffin
comes out clean.
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Sunday, January 6, 2013
Lunch Box Chronicles: Day One-Hundred Seventy-Five (Terrific Truffles-But Stop Already)
Stop Already! The kids have been obsessed this holiday season with baking. My girth does not appreciate it.
On Saturday evening we picked up Spencer at the airport after he returned from Duluth, MN. He and his cousin Charlie served as human couriers each way to help Grandma travel safely between their homes in NYC and Duluth, MN. It's an incredible right of passage to have these teenage boys become the guardian over their 87 year old grandmother as she travels to visit her kids and grandkids.
In less than a decade, the roles of child and grandma, have morphed into something neither the grandchildren nor the grandparent could have imagined. Besides adoring these boys, Grandma used to bathe, babysit, read and sing to them.
Now, what seems as nothing more than in a blink of an eye, the little boys have transformed into young men, aware, caring, and capable of taking on the role as guardian to help Grandma safely maneuver her trips through the Big Blue Sky. And Grandma has transformed from a fierce individual ready to take on any travel itinerary to a fragile sometimes disoriented woman in her prime, who understands love, but sometimes loses track of the daily flow. Despite some confusion as she bustles through busy LaGuardia, Grandma has a certain calmness knowing that there is a trusting young man by her side to help her along her journey.
On the ride home from the airport, I mentioned that I planned on doing some baking. Spencer chimed in somewhat disappointed. "Mom, you plan to use the kitchen?" I answered, "Yes, why?" "Umm, well, I was planning to make truffles. It's in the cookbook from the Duluth Grill where Auntie Carol works. She got me the cookbook."
Both Tim and I smiled, "Truffles?" What I wanted to say was "Stop Already!" All this decadent food is, well, too decadent. But, what could I say? "The kitchen is yours kid." As Grandma trusts him to courier her through her travels, I trust him to take on another challenge in the kitchen.
It was a two day and very messy project. But the outcome was nothing less than devilish. Here is a lovely photo. We can't provide the recipe here, but suggest you buy the Duluth Grill Cookbook for this recipe and many more from the award winning restaurant.
On Saturday evening we picked up Spencer at the airport after he returned from Duluth, MN. He and his cousin Charlie served as human couriers each way to help Grandma travel safely between their homes in NYC and Duluth, MN. It's an incredible right of passage to have these teenage boys become the guardian over their 87 year old grandmother as she travels to visit her kids and grandkids.
In less than a decade, the roles of child and grandma, have morphed into something neither the grandchildren nor the grandparent could have imagined. Besides adoring these boys, Grandma used to bathe, babysit, read and sing to them.
Now, what seems as nothing more than in a blink of an eye, the little boys have transformed into young men, aware, caring, and capable of taking on the role as guardian to help Grandma safely maneuver her trips through the Big Blue Sky. And Grandma has transformed from a fierce individual ready to take on any travel itinerary to a fragile sometimes disoriented woman in her prime, who understands love, but sometimes loses track of the daily flow. Despite some confusion as she bustles through busy LaGuardia, Grandma has a certain calmness knowing that there is a trusting young man by her side to help her along her journey.
On the ride home from the airport, I mentioned that I planned on doing some baking. Spencer chimed in somewhat disappointed. "Mom, you plan to use the kitchen?" I answered, "Yes, why?" "Umm, well, I was planning to make truffles. It's in the cookbook from the Duluth Grill where Auntie Carol works. She got me the cookbook."
Both Tim and I smiled, "Truffles?" What I wanted to say was "Stop Already!" All this decadent food is, well, too decadent. But, what could I say? "The kitchen is yours kid." As Grandma trusts him to courier her through her travels, I trust him to take on another challenge in the kitchen.
It was a two day and very messy project. But the outcome was nothing less than devilish. Here is a lovely photo. We can't provide the recipe here, but suggest you buy the Duluth Grill Cookbook for this recipe and many more from the award winning restaurant.
Lunch Box Chronicles: Day One Hundred Seventy-Five (Carrot Cupcakes for Argument Sake)
The Joy of Parenting brought to you by the The Joy of Baking website.
We have been admonishing our ten-year old for too much computer time. She reminded us that if we did more activities with her in someway, she might not be on the computer as much. She suggested that she might spend less time on the computer if she were allowed to have some independence baking like her bigger brother has.
We reminded her that she often argues so much that we end up not doing an activity.
She disagreed.
So, her dad suggested that they make bread pudding at the suggestion of her mom. (Dad is infinitely more patient than Mom is).
And, the kid thought the baking was a good idea, but the bread pudding was a bad idea.
So, after extensive negotiations, her dad agreed to help her make carrot cupcakes.
Dad then suggested walnuts, and the kids reminded him that nuts are optional in the recipe. She vetoed that option.
And so goes the conversation.
And we must say that the 10 year-old carrot cupcake advocate won her case. The confections were absolutely delicious.
This recipe is adopted from The Joy of Baking website, but modified to use spelt instead of wheat, butter instead of oil, bourbon vanilla extract instead of regular vanilla extract, and organic evaporated cane juice instead of white sugar.
For argument sake, we think the modifications make a better cupcake.
Well said, counselor.
We have been admonishing our ten-year old for too much computer time. She reminded us that if we did more activities with her in someway, she might not be on the computer as much. She suggested that she might spend less time on the computer if she were allowed to have some independence baking like her bigger brother has.
We reminded her that she often argues so much that we end up not doing an activity.
She disagreed.
So, her dad suggested that they make bread pudding at the suggestion of her mom. (Dad is infinitely more patient than Mom is).
And, the kid thought the baking was a good idea, but the bread pudding was a bad idea.
So, after extensive negotiations, her dad agreed to help her make carrot cupcakes.
Dad then suggested walnuts, and the kids reminded him that nuts are optional in the recipe. She vetoed that option.
And so goes the conversation.
And we must say that the 10 year-old carrot cupcake advocate won her case. The confections were absolutely delicious.
This recipe is adopted from The Joy of Baking website, but modified to use spelt instead of wheat, butter instead of oil, bourbon vanilla extract instead of regular vanilla extract, and organic evaporated cane juice instead of white sugar.
For argument sake, we think the modifications make a better cupcake.
Well said, counselor.
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Sunday, November 25, 2012
Lunch Box Chronicles: Day One-Hundred Seventy-Four:(On Kids, College and Cakes)
Well,
arriving home last night couldn’t have been any cuter.
I came home
slightly grumpy after a $300+ eye doctor bill because of some crazy astigmatism
that I have – making the cost of the appointment and the contact lenses about a
gazillion times more expensive than that for the normal far-sighted folks.
But, as I
walked into the apartment, there was laughter and wafts of baking chocolate and
perhaps an essence of alcohol?
This was
truly a sight for sore eyes.
My two
oldest were in the kitchen baking together. Emma wanted one of Spencer’s famous (at least in our
household) cakes to bring back to college. Spencer will use any excuse to make a cake, but this excuse
was a good one, because he loves his big (albeit 6 inches shorter) sister.
What kind
of cake for the college kids?
Well, of course it has to have chocolate, and maybe a little
liquor. Voila! A spelt chocolate Kahlua cake.
Tim, being
the good dad and cautionary fellow he is, warned Emma not to give the cake to
any of the drivers on the trek back to school. I assured Tim that when baked, the liquor is baked off and
so the cake would not be truly intoxicating, except maybe for its delicious
taste. Still, we got the assurance
that the kids would not “eat and drive”.
Now, I was
lucky to try the frosting, but the kids simply would not let me break into the
cake to try it, so we will have to hear comments from the college kids way up
North on how they rate it.
SPELT
CHOCOLATE KAHLUA CAKE (adapted from cdkitchen.com and modified to be mostly
organic, all natural, and without regular wheat)
INGREDIENTS:
Kahlua Chocolate Spelt Cake
3 eggs,
separated
3/4 cup
organic sugar
1/2 cup
butter
1 cup
light brown sugar packed
2 1/4
cups organic spelt flour
1/2 cup
unsweetened cocoa powder
1 1/2 teaspoons
baking soda
3/4 cup
strong cold brewed coffee
3/4 cup
Kahlua
6
tablespoons butter
1 pound
of sifted powdered sugar
3
tablespoons unsweetened cocoa powder
3
tablespoons Kahlua
3
tablespoons hot coffee
DIRECTIONS:
Kahlua Chocolate Spelt Cake
Butter
and flour 2 9” cake pans
(it is
best to put fitted parchment paper on bottom of the buttered pan)
Preheat oven 350 F.
In a medium bowl, beat egg whites till frothy; then beat
in sugar until stiff peaks forms. Set aside.
In a larger bowl (or in the KitchenAid Mixer if you have
one), cream butter and brown sugar until fluffy. Beat in egg yolks one at a
time.
In a separate bowl, mix flour, cocoa, baking soda
together. Add to creamed mixture alternately with coffee and Kahlua; blend
well. Fold egg whites into batter.
Pour into prepared pans. Bake 30 to 35 minutes or until
done. Cool 10 minutes. Invert on wire rack. Remove from pans. Cool before frosting.
Kahlua Frosting
In a large bowl, cream 6 Tbsp butter and a pound of
confectioner’s sugar. Add 3 Tbsp unsweetened cocoa powder, 3 Tbsp Kahlua and
2-3 Tbsp hot coffee; beat until smooth.
Gently frost.
Thursday, November 22, 2012
Lunch Box Chronicles: Day One-Hundred Seventy-Three (On Birthdays and Giving Thanks and Complicated "007" Cakes)
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| "007 Cake" |
My husband was blessed with being born during the Season of Giving, so every seven years or so, this year being one of them, Tim's birthday falls on Thanksgiving.
Spencer gets quite revved during holidays because they provide a great excuse to make great cakes. A double holiday leads to double the reason to make a doubly good cake.
We dubbed this cake "the 007" given the timeliness of the newest James Bond flick, and because of all of the gadgets that were used to create it. But, as an afterthought, we realized that this "the 007" was also appropriately dubbed for this Double Occasion: Thanksgiving with our crew of 5 and Tim's 52nd.
GERMAN CHOCOLATE SPELT CAKE - renamed the DOUBLE OCCASION "007" CAKE
CAVEAT:
This is at least a two person job (another double). No person (especially a 14 or 15 year old) should be expected to make this alone. Spencer spent approximately 5 hours making this incredibly delicious and rich concoction of layers of chocolate, butter, sugar, coconut, and pecans. I spent about 6 hours following him around and cleaning up every bowl, gadget and pan it took to create this Double Occasion cake.Ingredients (adapted from AllRecipes.com but revised significantly to meet our spelt and all natural requirements)
CAKE:
1/2 cup water
4 ounces German sweet chocolate
1 cup butter, softened
2 cups organic cane sugar
4 egg yolks
1 teaspoon natural vanilla extract
1 cup milk (need to make into buttermilk with lemon)
1 tablespoon freshly squeezed lemon
2 1/2 cups organic white spelt flour
1 teaspoon baking soda
4 egg whites
FROSTING:
1 cup organic cane sugar
1 cup evaporated milk
1/2 cup butter
3 egg yolks, beaten
1 1/3 cups flaked organic coconut
1 cup chopped pecans
1 teaspoon pure vanilla extract
Directions (REVISED 11/24/12)
- Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C).
- Grease and flour 3 - 9 inch round pans.
- In a medium bowl, sift together the flour, baking soda and salt. Set aside.
- In a small bowl, make the buttermilk by mixing the milk and fresh lemon. Set aside until curdles. (About 5 minutes)
- In a small saucepan, heat water and 4 ounces chocolate until melted. Remove from heat and allow to cool.
- In a large bowl (or KitchenAid Mixer), cream 1 cup butter and 2 cups sugar until light and fluffy. Beat in 4 egg yolks one at a time. Blend in the melted chocolate mixture and vanilla. Beat in the flour mixture alternately with the buttermilk, mixing just until incorporated.
- In a large glass or metal mixing bowl, beat egg whites until stiff peaks form. Then, fold 1/3 of the whites into the batter, then quickly fold in remaining whites until no streaks remain.
- Pour into 3 - 9 inch round baking pans, which have been greased with butter. Best also to cover bottom with parchment paper cut to fit the baking pan.
- Bake in the preheated oven for 30 minutes, or until a toothpick inserted into the center of the cake comes out clean. Allow to cool for 10 minutes in the pan, then turn out onto wire rack.
- To make the Filling: In a saucepan combine 1 cup sugar, evaporated milk, 1/2 cup butter, and 3 egg yolks. Cook over low heat, stirring constantly until thickened. Remove from heat. Stir in coconut, pecans and vanilla. Cool until thick enough to spread.
- Spread filling between layers and on top of cake. In a small saucepan,
ENJOY - and then go for a 30 block walk (twice!) in order to work off some of the double calories gained from this double treat.
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Sunday, November 18, 2012
Lunch Box Chronicles: Day One-Hundred Seventy-Two (Spelt Crumb Cake to Carry Your Worries Away)
Yesterday I thought I
would never escape my doldrums. I was more tired than I remember being in
years. My only option was to
nap. Finally,
I had escaped into a dreamy bliss of not knowing where I was or having a care
in the world.
Nearly
three hours later, I woke to the joyous sounds of Emma arriving home from
college. “PARENTS!! I AM HOME! NEW YORK, I AM HERE!”
And,
then everyone barged in on my pillowly bliss. “HELLO MADJA” proclaimed
Emma. Then, Olivia and her pal Ying, showed up like little chirping
birds. “We’re hungry! We’re hungry!” Then Spencer chimed in waiting for
that moment for me to wake. “Mom, it’s time to make a cake!!!” Then, Tim
came in with some hot chocolate.
So, I got up,
tucked away my worries and proceeded to the kitchen. While I made
meatballs, Spencer tried out his “new” KitchenAid (thanks to a friend) and made
the best spelt crumb cake ever!
SPELT CRUMB CAKE
Ingredients:
1 and
1/2 cups organic
white spelt flour
1 cup
organic whole spelt flour
1 and
1/2 cups organic evaporated cane juice (organic sugar)
2.5 TBL
organic molasses
2/3 cup
BUTTER
2
teaspoons baking powder
1/2
teaspoon baking soda
1/2
teaspoon ground cinnamon
1/2
teaspoon all spice
2
beaten eggs
1 and 1/3 cups of milk with 1-2TBL freshly squeezed lemon
juice (let sit for at least 5 minutes)
1 cup chopped walnuts
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| A cake to carry your worries away |
Butter
a 13 x 9 x 2 inch baking dish. Set aside.
In a
medium bowl. combine flour, sugar, and molasses. Cut in butter until
mixture looks like coarse crumbs. Set aside 3/4 of a cup for topping.
Stir in
baking powder, baking soda, cinnamon, and all spice into remaining crumb
mixture.
In
another bowl, combine the eggs, milk and lemon. Add wet mixture to dry
and mix together. Pour batter into prepared baking dish.
(If you
have a KitchenAid, first mix the dry ingredients on low, and then add the wet
ingredients and mix on medium until ingredients are all mixed together)
Combine
nuts with reserved crumb mixture. Mix together in crumb form and then
sprinkle over batter.
Bake at
350F for 35-40 minutes or until a wooden toothpick inserted in the middle comes
out clean.
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