#meaning selling a lot of greek salads

[seveneyesoup]

shoutout to the 48 year old greek lady who works with me sings badly to pop music is into astrology and has no patience for the annoying guy we both work with

#also proclaims every day that it will be a ‘greek day today’ no matter what #meaning selling a lot of greek salads #and says ‘opa’ when people drop stuff #she got me a bandaid today bc i cut my hand and just put a glove on and kept working bc we were busy #the manager was in the office doing smth but she went in anyway #shook her head and said ‘italians. i know how to deal with them.’

[bestnoncannonship]

WTF even are Grocery Stores????

So I'm staying in an area that's not my normal area right now and I need to rant about the grocery stores and also I want perspectives on priorities from YOUR local stores cause now I'm interested in how different areas sell us food.

I'll preface this by saying I grew up in a farming community. Grocery stores by us were for spices, bottled water, and exotic fruit. The rest of the shit we grew all summer and ate our own shit that we'd frozen all winter (so.....much...... zucchini). I could ride my bike to the fields where most my food came from. I didn't know packaged food for shit. I legit thought "Swedish Fish" was a scandinavian method of seafood preparation when someone offered me Swedish Fish my freshman year of college. It was low grade embarrassing.

Then I was living in a Greek and Middle Eastern ethnic area in New York City. And my grocery store was AMAZING. Good olive oil, on site butcher, rosewater for two bucks and SOOOOO MUUUUUCH FRESH PRODUCE. I mean....not my-neighbor-pulled-it-off-the-plant-this-morning fresh.....but still. Pretty damn good. And there was a lot of it. A lot of variety, too. Daikon radishes to cactus to okra, it was all there. And a lot of herbs and seasonings for relatively cheap. Fresh meat and fish. It was really nice. And most the brands there were small imported brands, store brands, or just basic things like Kellogg's and Goya.

Then I lived in Greece. Food in Greece was a veritable paradise of beautiful BEAUTIFUL produce, fish from the water fight there, and meat from one hilltown away.

But NOW I'm staying with the MIL for a while in a neighborhood who's makeup can be described as "middle aged to elderly Caucasian liberally season with Jewish". AND I HAVE BEEF WITH THE GROCERY STORE. Why do you not have any produce? It's a tiny little section, and over half of the fruits and vegetables are cut up, processed and prepacked in plastic cups full of sugar water or salad bags by damn Dole. And HOT SHIT is that packaged crap overpriced. They also have no selection. At all. It's pathetic. I was looking for poblano peppers and a couple of bird's-eye peppers and.....they don't have them. They only have red or green bell peppers. That's it. They don't even have jalapeno! Just one bag of gross looking dried out pre packaged jalapenos. And all the produce is old and wilted and dried out and colorless. They also don't have meat that isn't branded, overpriced and prepackaged by like....Purdue or something....offsite. AND THAT SHIT IS EXPENSIVE. I'm sorry but there's no reason I should be paying 6 bucks a pound for freaking chicken thighs! No!

There is NO real food in that store!! But it's a huge store full of shelves and shelves of prepacked, processed, frozen, super damn overpriced, "artisanal", BRANDED, shit advertising itself as healthy and good for you and in "100 calorie" packets being carted out the door by middle aged women like they'll die if they don't get their aspartame fix.

I'm out here trying to fix a healthy meal and not go bankrupt?

Clearly different areas are sold food differently based on what they value.....but like.....what's normal? What are your grocery stores like???? Have I just been lucky till now or is this joint CRAZY?????

[jessiewre]

Day 56

Sat 29th Feb

🧅🧅🧅 Leap Year & Day before the Run 🏃🏻‍♂️🏃🏻‍♂️🏃🏻‍♂️

The room was very, VERY hot. We were sleeping on single beds in different corners of the room and the ceiling rotating fan was only reaching the edges of our beds. I got up early to escape & headed to the roof terrace - and immediately spotted the main attraction! The clouds had cleared for a moment and there was a beautiful view of Kilimanjaro peak. So cool!

I ran down to tell Phil to get up immediately and come see it. He grunted and reluctantly agreed to, so I ran back up where I’d left my stuff...and saw that the cloud had covered it up again. Uh oh...

LUCKILY when Phil appeared 5 minutes later, it popped its lovely head out of the clouds again and Phil was suitably impressed. We sat on the rooftop and ordered breakfast enjoying the view as the sun rose, but there was a problem developing. The heat was increasing very fast and the rooftop was getting really hot. There was a large roof cover so we weren’t getting direct heat, but it felt like the roof was absorbing all the sun and heating up the area into some sort of giant oven. Phil began to sweat profusely and ended up having to leave to shower and cool down before he lost his cool completely. He came back 20 minutes later feeling much better, much cooler, but after 15 minutes he was sweating again.

I was ok though and felt quite happy chilling on the rooftop, so Phil said he’d go for a walk. He wanted to do something, so went to get some bottles of water (literally water and not beer this time wtf right) then came back.

Wasn’t enough to satisfy him though, and he decided to go to an ATM to get our cash sorted. Fine by me! We agreed that we’d go together for the run registration half hour later, once he’d returned, as I wanted to go together plus was going to potentially sign up for the 5km fun run. 
Well, half an hour came and went, and I began to wonder where he’d got to. I hoped he wasn’t stressed looking for a cash point.

Then, an hour later, a very sweaty flappy Phil burst into the room.

‘Am I in deep shit? Are you fuming?!? Oh my god, that was SO annoying!’

I felt sorry for him straight away, but then noticed - he had his race number in his hand.

‘Phil...have you been to register for the race? Why did you go and register without me??’

Phil huffed and puffed a bit before launching into it.

‘Jess, just listen, that was SO annoying cos I walked to find a cash point and then realised I was really close to registration, like 0.8km...’

At which point I interrupted to let him know that 0.8km is not ‘really close’.

‘Jess, shut up, you don’t understand, I tried to go there and there was loads of traffic...’

‘Traffic? So you had to get a tuc tuc there? Makes sense I suppose, considering it wasn’t very close’

‘Jess shut UP it was really stressful, I tried to get online to let you know where I was cos I thought you’d be fuming I’d taken so long, and I couldn’t get online and so rushed back here, and I didn’t even pick up my tshirt’.

I was baffled as to his decision making.

‘Phil. Firstly, WHY did you go to register after we agreed to go together and I specifically said I wanted to go with you to register?? Secondly, why are you talking to me like I’VE done something wrong??’

But by this point, he’d got himself in such a state that we were not able to have a sensible conversation about it. Phil’s way of dealing with how annoyed he was with himself for making shite decisions was to shout at me, a lot (at one point he actually said ‘All you want to do is your blog’ which was a low blow I thought).

So I retreated to the safety of the rooftop where I could hurl abuse of my own at him from a safe distance via WhatsApp. Ahh, you gotta love a whatsapp argument. Phil is typing... oh IS he now.

Well it worked a treat and Phil went all Gary Barlow on me, messaging me along the lines of Whatever I said, whatever I did, I didn’t mean it. After admitting he’d been a grade A twat, he skulked up to the rooftop to apologise and started to laugh (the audacity of it), and we agreed to try again and head to the registration TOGETHER. I showed him the definition of the word on dictionary.com to avoid any further confusion.

We walked the (long and not close by) distance to the Keys hotel and oh thank goodness, there were still places available, so I signed up for the 5km ‘fun’ run. I had prepared my happy speech in advance ‘Oh yay, there are spots left, fantastic news, I’m so relieved, I thought they might all be gone by now and that would have been terrible’.

Fun run eh? We’ll see. Other suitable names for it could be the ‘5km Why Try’ or the ‘5km Pain Train’. Look, I KNOW its only 5km but I hadn’t run for ages so felt a little unsure as to how it was going to go.

Phil walked me over to a counter where he had seen a running hat for sale on his first trip there and he wanted to try it on. I managed to convince him that this red monstrosity of a hat looked super duper cool, was not a crime against fashion on every level and was the PERFECT match to accompany his wonderful & sexy running waistcoat. I wasn’t the only one thinking it, the guy selling them couldn’t get rid them quick enough and practically gave it to Phil, offering a 5000Tsh discount for no apparent reason. I know the reason. We all know the reason.*

While Phil was chatting to this guy about running and other boring things to do with running, we were approached by a guy with a camera woman asking if he could do an interview with Phil. I think it was the hat that did it. They obviously thought Wow look at those gullible fools, they’ll do anything. And they were right of course. I lolled while Phil answered a few questions and told them something about London being cold. Then the tables turned and they asked me to answer some question too. I was like No no no, I’m only doing the 5km, I’m not a runner runner like.

But they didn’t seem bothered, asking me too to say my name, how far I was running and how I’d prepared. ‘Well I haven’t prepared’ I said ‘But I’m only doing the 5km so I think I’ll survive!’.

I then could not for the life of me get ‘I Will Survive’ by Gloria Estefan out of my head.

Enos the interviewer took our number and said he’d send us a link when it went live. Sure mate, course you will - I fully expected to never hear from him again.

We left to go find some lunch and asked our tuc tuc driver to take us to the Kilimanjaro Coffee Lounge. But he was utterly clueless and we pulled up outside a completely different cafe called Union Cafe. Handily though, it was really close to our hotel so we thought Screw it, Union cafe it is then. It was pretty good, had a nice bagel with cheese, tomato and avocado plus a Mediterranean platter - houmous, pitta and two minuscule bowls of other dips.

My ice coffee shake was like pure syrup though and despite the first sip tasting delicious, by the end of it, it was positively nauseating. It was all a bit expensive too.

Back to the hotel where we watched the Crown with a Safari beer (so many great beer names here) and tried to take it easy ahead of tomorrow’s race. Loads of last minute sponsors came flying it which was really nice and gave us a much appreciated boost of support. They’d probably heard the news about my 5km run and thought I was a legend.

Out of pure laziness, we wandered round the corner back to Union Cafe to grab a takeaway pizza but decided to sit there instead when we saw there were tables available. As we sat there, Phil suddenly looked behind me and said ‘Jess...is that...is that a cricket on that mans shoulder??’.

Sure enough a huge locust was just sat on this guys shoulder, like it was his pet, joining him for dinner. I was fairly certain it was not his pet and it looked hilarious sat there like his pal. I got the mans attention and said ‘Excuse me, you have a cricket on your shoulder’. He stared at me with confusion and when he eventually realised what I was saying, he started to do a shimmy shake with his shoulders leaning over his table in a panic to try and get his mate to flick the cricket off him 😂😂😂. His mate finally got it and the man tried to look all calm as he casually turned to us and said ‘Thank you’ through a forced smile.

We enjoyed this incident very much.

The chips and Greek salad were ok but the pizza was rubbisssshhhh. The pizza looked like it had been sat for ages, like it had been cooked twice. Being the feminist that I am (aren’t we all?) I used a ring of onion to mock propose to Phil (ITS A LEAP YEAR Y’ALL) and he said yes! But please, don’t get excited guys, it was a piece of onion yeah 🧅. We took the carbs and headed back our crazy hotttt room. We got all our running gear ready, though I had my doubts about wearing running leggings in the heat, then did a bit of bed shifting to catch the fan breeze a bit more. We’d learnt from the night before and both put ear plugs in to drown out the crazy loud road noises before attempting sleep.

*Look Phil, I was kidding about the hat. I thought it would be funny to diss it on the blog and I actually think its a wonderful and very fantastic practical addition to your running kit. Please wear it with pride and enjoy the shade it gives you. I certainly will.

[lowcarbnutrients]

Nine Cancer Cures That Your Doctor Will Not Tell You About

Are you a wellness nut? Why not? What's stopping you? Do you believe that it's unlawful to cure illness with food, or is that simply what you read in JAMA - The Journal of the American Medical Association? Perhaps you saw some tag that the FDA added an organic item which says food cannot assert to treat any kind of illness or disorder - yes - that was possibly it. That's since the only means to patent US 'medication' as well as make a fortune is to integrate in a lab synthetic chemicals that create terrible adverse effects, then pay the FDA millions to accept it. That technique likewise entails marketing your heart to the Clinical Mafia, that control you and perpetuate the 'fake war' on cancer - the one that actually alters EVEN MORE human cells and also leads to a very early tomb. Do you desire to participate in THAT?

So without additional farewell, here are nine treatments for cancer cells shown by individuals who had cancer cells however no more do! Shhhh! Don't inform the Medical-Industrial Complex.

9 Cancer Remedies You Could Wish to Know!

1. Turmeric - The majority of turmeric offered in America endures from high lead material as well as a high count of germs. By acquiring cheap turmeric, you could actually be enhancing the hefty steel contaminants and also bacteria that you eat, driving cancer cells. Do the precise opposite! Locate a natural turmeric cast that has the phytonutrient curcumin, as well as you can create all-natural immunity.

2. Hemp seed oil - Cold-pressing the seed of the Cannabis sativa (hemp plant) generates a crucial oil that is lawfully acquired in the USA at organic food shops throughout the country! It's very high in essential fat content, and also it does NOT include the psychoactive THC component made use of by people who smoke pot. A member of the achene family of fruits, it's considered a 'superfood' as a result of its distinct ratio of omega-3 to omega-6 important fatty acids as well as includes around 5% pure GLA, which is also more than in spirulina. For hundreds of years, hemp seed oil has actually been recruited in potions and medicinal teas to provide anti-mutagenic action which protects against genetic damage by totally free radicals and/or radiation. You probably will not see banners regarding it at the 'pink' bow march or 'stroll for the treatment.'

3. Reishi mushrooms - You won't discover reishi on salads at restaurants or packaged at your normal traditional grocer. Really going to health food stores and also inspect the supplements and dried powders, typically sold as capsules. Reishi have been used to treat numerous conditions in the Far East for over 2 centuries. In China, they're called the 'Mushrooms of Everlasting life.' Reishi are implied for lasting usage and also have actually been connected to minimized high blood pressure as well as improved nerve function as well as stamina! You could treat cancer cells and diabetic issues with reishi mushroom, just don't inform the medical facility administrators or your neighborhood paper that it functioned so well, or they could have to report you to the Medical Mafia. When you start talking around vital polysaccharides and saponins that lower cell expansion in malignant lungs, the oncologists' sales register stop sounding and they send you house to LIVE!

4. Melatonin - Hello, scavengers of free radicals! Did you know that you can combat free-radical damage WHILE you rest? It holds true. Considering that its discovery over 50 years ago, melatonin has shown itself as a functionally diverse particle with antioxidant residential properties. A large quantity of speculative research has revealed its essential role in the body's defense versus many cell-damaging totally free radicals due to the fact that it possesses 200% more antioxidant power than vitamin E. Melatonin decreases oxidative damages and has been located to be above glutathione and also vitamins C and E. It deals with free-radical-related diseases like cardio disease as well as cancer cells. It's real that the body normally generates melatonin in the brain, however if you're diabetic person, borderline diabetic person or over the age of 55, it prevails to require supplementation. Ask your naturopath!

5. Real spring water withoutaddedfluoride( with ordinary pH level of 8.8!) - If you're combating cancer, you more than likely remain in anxiety to readjust your body's pH. Almost every nutritionist in the world would tell you to eat lots of raw organic vegetables and also fruits and eat great deals of water - and it much better be real sparkling water in order to help alkalize the body.

6. Baking soda - Yes, the affordable kind that you discover in many stores! Basically a teaspoon in a glass of water everyday and also aid alkalize your system so cancer cells can't even make it through if it desired to. Cancer can not endure when your cells have a lot of oxygen as well as your body is not acidic. The baking soda is so basic that you'll never ever hear this insight from the mouth of an MD or oncologist, since the AMA/FDA/FTC will certainly come closed them down. There's no money for the mafia-style medical establishment in selling baking soft drink and also the formula for killing cancer.

7. Organic garlic cloves - Oppress the virus thanks to over 200 biologically active components! There is an unique enzyme that the 'bad guys' (mutated cells) utilize to multiply, and it's called 'ornithine decarboxylase.' You could obstruct this enzyme as well as remove the enemy's 'supply lines.' Just how much easier would it be to beat cancer if cancer cells had NO gas?!

8. Apricot seed kernels - The apricot seed 'cyanide' controversy foolishly obscures an effective different cancer cure. Thousands of individuals have used apricot seeds to remove cancer cells without unfavorable negative effects. Suppose the 'cyanide' from misconceptions that scare you are actually describing the kind that KILLS CANCER and also NOT you? Do not allow the medical mafia scare you away from longevity!

9. Cannabis sativa- The 'Daddy of Chinese Medicine' found the healing homes of marijuana in 2700 BC. Throughout history, the old Egyptians, Persians or even Greek human beings made use of medical cannabis. Mainstream medication in the USA is very slow to identify this because the DEA absurdly identifies it as a Schedule I narcotic, frightening off would-be individuals and doctors.

#diet #low glycemic diet #nutritionist #wellness

[vinterblom-blog]

uhm so yeah i made a post about me not restricting as much. i basically binged, not very much but i ate a whole 90g package of m&m ripoffs(cause they don’t sell them in sweden anymore which honestly sucks) and popcorn, then i also snacked on chips and fried fish again. i honestly hate myself so fucking much for always taking shortcuts. and always giving up. i’m always “nah i can do this it’s fine” and it’s never fucking fine. next week i’m gonna go all in to lose weight. i’m gonna have two days where i “have” to eat more calories than i should cause of my friends, and i won’t be able to work out. i’ve already made up the plan to only eat salads(with only veggies and maybe i’ll ad a fruit like kiwi or orange), plain fruit, greek yoghurt with raspberry’s, protein bars and rice cakes. i am gonna allow myself to eat a bit more if i’m feeling dizzy, like for example add a bit of bean pasta to my dishes. like i can’t go around being dizzy and feeling like i’m gonna faint all the time. beanpasta is also really great because it holds a lot of protein. of course i’m not gonna eat it everyday but im gonna eat it especially on weekends when i’m doing stuff with my family or friends.

i’m so tired of giving up and being lazy all the fucking time. i have to understand that it’s not how life works. if i really want to achieve the great body that i’m dreaming of then i’ll have to work for it. i’ve already made up a plan for the easter holidays, i’m home alone basically all week which means i can finally fast without anyone noticing!!!! it is gonna be hard since i can’t really throw all of the bad stuff out, but i’m gonna take a lot of walks and maybe like do a bit of sorting in my room so that i can keep my mind busy. i am however working three days during the week, which means i have to eat properly. so i’m gonna spend the majority of my calories on those days cause it’s my first week there and i don’t want to screw it up. but the rest of the week is fasting!! i am also aming towards meeting one of my friends, it’s gonna be hard cause we always meet at cafés and eat. but i’m gonna propose that we cook something together(she’s vegan which is a huge bonus!!). i’m really missing her but i’ve been really afraid to hang out with her cause i’ve been so distant and ofc the food. she’s one of the friends i actually mind losing. some of my friends i definitely could do without but i really want to keep her in my life.

anyways i’m gonna pull through with this!!! i am gonna reach my goal weight even though it takes time. i am gonna try to do it as safe as possible. i am gonna achieve the body of my dreams. i can do it, i WILL do it. i may have days where it’s hard but i have to pull through with this, i looked at pictures of myself from a year ago, six months ago and last christmas. my body has definitely changed in a good way. i don’t understand how i could think i looked good. but i will eventually, and i will be able to walk around feeling like a feather on the beach, wearing cute swimwear, being able to wear jeans properly, not having my thighs touch, people lifting me up and constantly telling me “wow you’re so light!!”, people looking at me wishing they looked like me, people always telling me how petite i am, being skinnier than everyone else, wearing size XS/0, and everyone will be jealous.

You can do it too! but keep safe please, eat if you’re feeling dizzy, try to keep up the protein, don’t work out if you’re not feeling well, don’t push yourself too much, and be patient. you’ve got this.

#ana #anamia #anorexya #ed #skinny #thinspo #anorexa #eatingdisorder #proana

[naptomtlonsgatt1974-blog]

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[dfnews]

Episode Recap of "It's All Greek To Me" July 30, 2018 Was there also a Josiah wedding episode that night? If there was, I already recapped the mini episode so I have no interest in doing it again. 1. January 2018: Josiah is primping in the boys' fire hazard of a room and is suspiciously using more deodorant than normal. All signs lead to Josiah asking a girl to court again. Why does the boys' room need a single mattress laying on the floor when it already has four triple bunk beds? Why is there a photo of a young pre-kids Jim Bob and Michelle in the boys' room? Josiah is planning an extremely casual courtship proposal. He's dressed in a long sleeve t-shirt, old jeans and sneakers. He's going to interrupt the girls who will be eating dinner together just in time for dessert. And that's about it. I get the feeling they rushed the courtship proposal to happen after Lauren and her family moved to Duggarland and just before they left for their trip to Australia. Lauren was going on the trip and they knew word may get out especially since she joined Josiah on stage and while autographing books.  The Swanson's new house is really nice. I wonder if Jim Bob owns it. I wouldn't be surprised if he did. It was sad they left Lauren's sister at home instead of inviting her along. She looked kind of bummed. At their favorite restaurant, Market Place Grill, Jana, Jessa, Joy and Kendra dine with the newest sacrificial lamb, Lauren. That Market Place Grill must be owned by a Duggar-like thinker. Why else would they advertise it all the time. Josiah says he likes that Lauren "has a head on her shoulders and working on college and stuff like that." Then the girls mention that she just graduated, which I assume means high school since she was only 18 at the time. The "working on college and stuff" must mean taking an online course or two. Josiah just mentions this because he knows the criticism the family gets about rejecting a college education. He rejected it himself to work in daddy's car lot. They also mention video chatting for five hours once and Jessa talks about her phone conversations with Ben which she claims were private even though we were led to believe those were chaperoned. Remember Jana following Jinger on that fake camping trip when she was chatting with Jeremy on the phone? Why are they trying to diss their own rules? Why are they trying to look normal now? It's too late for that! Lauren is health conscience which is nice to hear because Josiah is not. Jessa says Josiah always has a bag of candy with him. That's because his parents train their kids to do work for candy. See how that backfires! I hope Lauren can break him of that addiction. Josiah sneaks in, gets a sidehug from Lauren, asks her to court in which she says yes, and then grabs somebody's dessert and chows down. Six months later they are married and working hard on bible sex. 2. September 2017: Joe and Kendra are headed to Greece after their wedding and their week-long after wedding vacation. Duggars always wait about a week before heading out on their honeymoons just in case the non-Duggar spouse ends up freaking out from all the explicit exposed unchaperoned Duggary. They do the hand holding while driving Duggary and the talking about being unchaperoned on this honeymoon while a crew of 20 follow them onto the plane Duggary. They arrive in Athens and do the Duggary thing of visiting a religious site first. They pose for selfies which looks like it might end in being a special episode of Dateline as Kendra teeters on the rocks. They eat dinner on a platform that is lifted a hundred feet up by a crane. Why is that even a thing? Joe shows his food deprived past in this scene by digging into his food like a starving wolf. He ignores the scenery and the other people around him when there is food in front of him. He has a habit of licking his plate which he blames Jessa for teaching him that particular lovely skill. Kendra chats with a lady, who was probably hired by TLC, as Joe stuffs his face. The lady asks if Kendra is working. Kendra says, "No, I'm just going to stay at home." Then she quickly adds that she'll help Joe sell cars. How long are selling used cars going to support all those marrying Duggar boys and their families? They better come up with another plan fast! The lady is shocked to hear Joe comes from a family of 19 kids and asks about Michelle's health and if Jim Bob ran away. We wish! Then the Acropolis pops up in the conversation and the producer asks the Duggars a silly question. She asks if they know any Greek gods. Jeer says Napoleon. Does that count? Jeremy can name one but Ben is the Greek god expert. Shame on Jeremy. He went to a public high school and graduated from college. I studied Greek mythology in Junior High. 3. Sometime in 2017. Before Baby Bump: Jinger and Jeremy show up just to prove they are still alive. They are randomly going to an art class for a date and Jinger is stressed. Jinger is unfortunately very self-conscious. The producer gets all the Duggar couples and Josiah and Jason and Jeer and Jed to draw portraits of each other. It's a very cute scene where the Duggars actually come off as regular people. They need to do stuff like this more often. I especially like Joy and Austin goofing around and the glowing Jessa who calls herself a cougar. Very cute but still boring reality TV. 4. Back to September 2017: Joken hit the subway where Joe says Si to a guy who helped them out. Just like his dad. Spanglish is the universal Duggar language. Then to a walking food tour to explore Greek foods. Kendra doesn't like slimy food so her spinach treat went right down Joe's throat and Joe hates olives so Kendra kissing him with olive breath almost caused a quickie divorce but the meat market was the big gross out. I liked when the lady showed them testicles and how Joe quickly backed up and said, "Oh!".  Protect those family jewels, Joe! They then do the obligatory Duggar cooking class where they make a Greek salad. They are both surprised lettuce is not included in the recipe. Oh brother... Now they're off to Santorini to giggle, drive an atv thing, act out the Titanic movie (I bet they only saw the movie poster), and board surf where some guys giggled at the couple's modest swimwear. I guess they don't see long skirts worn in the water much in Greece. We find out in a talking head that Ben irons his t-shirts and jeans. Yeah, I just don't know what to say about that. His dad seems kind of prissy so I'm sure he got it from him. 5. November 2017: It's Benessa's third wedding anniversary and Ben has sent Jessa out to get her daily pedicure. How many times can we watch the Duggar women have their feet catered to? I would love to see Jessa sent to the hair salon for a couple of feet chopped off and some highlights put in. She says, "Ben is finishing up school and he has another year to go." I didn't know Ben was in school. Ben has been extremely private the last 18 months or so. Take note, Derick. I guess he's working on becoming a pastor. Hopefully, a well-rounded pastor. Ben is the dream husband on this day. He cooks a healthy dinner, takes good care of the baby and designs jewelry. I'll be your cougar, Ben! For a day. 6. September 2017: Joken end their honeymoon, not really, in Fira, Greece. They say they're going back to Arkansas but the Duggars usually do two honeymoons back to back. One with crew and one without. A theater group dances and sings their way passed the couple and get them to throw plates and yell "Opa". That's all fine but Joe is kind of thrown by the kisses to the cheeks by a woman who isn't his wife. 7. August 5, 2018: Well, that's it! Little Joe is married. He's having sex! As much sex as he wants because Kendra is staying home just for that purpose. He got a free honeymoon paid for by TLC. He was given a house and a job by his daddy. He already has his first child and is working hard on a second. So, what is Joe doing for God? Was God's plan for him to live off of others and serve his own needs? What is Joe doing for the less fortunate? Oh, he is the less fortunate. Without his dad he has nothing.  

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BY EMILY PASTER | JANUARY 17, 2018

Winter is citrus season. The sweetest and juiciest oranges, lemons and grapefruits appear in stores just when we seem to need them the most. What could be more welcome on a gray January day than a sunny burst of vitamin C from your favorite citrus fruit?

Not only are citrus fruits delicious and healthy, but they also have a long association with the Jewish people. Humans have cultivated citrus fruits, which originally came from south and east Asia, for thousands of years. Indeed, we Jews are aware, if perhaps unconsciously, of the ancient connection between humans and citrus fruits because of how we celebrate the festival of Sukkot . An etrog — which in botanical terms is an ancient citrus variety known as a citron — is an essential part of that holiday observance. While the Bible does not mention the etrog by name, the citron was identified as the required “fruit of the goodly tree” as early as the second century B.C.E.

As Jews began to spread out into the Diaspora during the late Roman Empire, they had to ensure that, come autumn, they could still find a perfect etrog to use for this important religious observance. Thus, one of the many agricultural activities these settlers engaged in was cultivating citrons. (Interestingly, these early centers of Jewish population coincide with continued areas of citrus production in the Mediterranean today: southern Spain, Sicily and Calabria in Italy, the Nile Delta, the Levant and Algeria.) Many scholars attribute the continued cultivation of citrus fruits in Europe following the collapse of the Roman empire, and the ensuing chaos, to Jewish horticulturists whose need for the fruit was undiminished.

The cultivation of other citrus species was a byproduct of these early Jewish settlers’ need for citron. Almost all citrus varieties are sexually compatible with one another, and they are highly prone to mutation. Such traits allowed their genes to mix naturally for thousands of years and made it feasible for humans to cross-breed the different varieties. Indeed, just about every citrus fruit you have ever seen comes from just three ancestors: the citron, the pomelo and the mandarin.

From the 10th century onward, citron trees served as grafting stock for other kinds of citrus. By the end of the 13th century, fruits that we would recognize as oranges and lemons were widely grown in the land of Israel and by the next century Jewish merchants, through their contacts in the Levant began importing them to Italy.

Thus began the long association between Jews and the citrus trade in the eyes of Europeans. Starting in the Middle Ages, Jewish merchants traveled from the Mediterranean to northern and eastern Europe with citrons to sell to their brothers and sisters living in colder climes. This led to a thriving trade in all kinds of citrus, not merely etrogs, and not only to Jewish customers. Italian Jewish traders who settled in Germany used their contacts to import citrus from the Mediterranean to sell to any customers who could afford the high price. In 18th-century England, Jewish peddlers were known to specialize in citrus fruits.

Beginning in the 19th century, Zionist rabbis and other Jewish leaders began encouraging their followers to seek out citrons grown in Palestine instead of those grown around the Mediterranean. This was due in part to anti-Jewish riots on the Greek island of Corfu where many of the citrons destined for northern Europe were grown. Today, of course, Israeli farmers continue to grow and export citrus — more to Europe than to the United States, which has its own robust citrus industry — especially the famous Jaffa orange, which in the 1950s and ’60s was a symbol of pride for the young nation.

So, when you peel a perfect round orange or squeeze some lemon into your tea this winter, know that it is in large part due to the efforts of Jewish farmers and merchants from centuries ago that today we enjoy such a wide variety of citrus fruits.

In that spirit, at this bountiful time of year, do not limit yourselves to the familiar lemons, limes and navel oranges. Explore the whole range of citrus fruits from blood oranges and Key limes to Meyer lemons, pomelos and kumquats. Your local grocery store should have a wide variety of these novel citrus fruits available through March. Here is a guide to some of the best of winter citrus for your enjoyment.

Blood orange: There are three types — Moro, Tarocco and Sanguinello — with a flavor that ranges from tart to semi-sweet depending on the type and season. Named for the deep, beet red color of their flesh, blood oranges are usually smaller than navel oranges and have a dimpled peel. Because of its unique color, the blood orange is often incorporated into recipes, from cocktails to preserves.

Cara Cara: Chefs love this pink-fleshed navel orange. It’s slightly sweeter and less acidic than a regular orange and has a very delicate berry flavor. Use this variety in place of oranges in any recipe or add them to a citrus salad for extra color and brightness.

Seville sour orange: This variety is sometimes called the bitter orange and commonly used in the production of marmalade. The Seville is tart and grown throughout the Mediterranean, but can be hard to find in the U.S. It’s also the a key ingredient in the orange-flavored liqueur Triple Sec.

Meyer Lemons: This lemon-orange hybrid is the darling of the citrus world. Its rind is a vibrant, deep yellow and has a strongly perfumed, almost herbal aroma. Its flesh is darker in color than a regular lemon and more sweet than tart, which means you can use the raw segments in a salad, much like an orange or grapefruit. Delicious in baked goods, marmalade or lemon curd.

Key Limes: Smaller than its cousin, the Persian lime, the Key lime is particularly juicy and acidic. It has a smooth rind, a greenish-yellow color when ripe and lots of seeds. Key limes have a distinctive aroma and taste which make them a favorite of bakers everywhere. Of course, pie is what Key limes are best known for, but you can substitute Key lime juice in any lime recipe for a fresh twist.

Pomelos: Often the size of bowling balls, pomelos can look intimidating. The rind can range in color from yellow to green, and the pulp can be white, pink, or somewhere in between. The pith is very thick, so it’s best to cut away as much of the rind and pith as you can first before peeling away at its segments. Think of the taste of a pomelo as akin to a mild grapefruit—sweet and without bitterness. Pomelos are common in southeast Asian cuisine.

Kumquats: You can actually eat the skin of these tiny citrus fruits. About the size of a large olive, kumquats tend to be sweet on the outside and quite tart on the inside. You can slice them into salads, muddle them in a cocktail, candy them or even cook them down into a sweet and spicy chutney.

Buddha’s Hand: This citrus easily wins the prize for most bizarre looking. The fingerlike fruit has a complex lemon aroma and actually contains no pulp or juice—it’s made up of a yellow rind and white pith. The rind can be used in any place lemon zest is called for, or try candying the peel.

Craving some citrus? Try one of these:

Moroccan Orange and Black Olive Salad

Orange and Pomegranate Salad

Lemon Chicken Soup with Swiss Chard and Rice

Blood Orange Martini

Lemon Sponge Cake with Candied Citrus

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Greek Poke Bowl

This is just a twist on a favorite mix of ingredients that is just the thing if it feels like a lot of chopping and tossing is too much trouble for dinner tonight.  The marinated artichoke hearts liquid added at the last poured over all pulls the flavors and textures together in this healthy salad that fixes fast with next to no messy kitchen clean up - very nice.  It’s just a fast dump type salad - that means layer it in the bowl with no tossing needed and fixes for one.  This also travels well as a “to go” lunch at work, picnic at the park or a dinner to enjoy on the go which has been where I’ve eaten too many dinners.  Lemon cucumbers are a nice switch up from American slicing as the ones I’ve tried from my garden have added crunch.  See what you think...

1/2 c. cucumbers, peeled, cubed

1/2 c. sweet peppers, seeded, curt into rings

1/2 c. fresh mozzarella pearls or feta crumbled

1/2 c. cherry tomatoes, halved

1/4 c. Kalamata olives, pitted

1/8 c. red onions, sliced thin into crescents

1 - 4 oz. jar marinated artichoke hearts with liquid

3 + tiny tender hearts of romaine spears

1 pepperoncini

Layer the cucumbers, peppers, cheese, tomatoes, olives, and onions into a deep soup bowl.  Pour the marinated artichoke hearts with liquid over all as a salad dressing.  Tuck the romaine down into the side of the salad.  Top with a whole pepperoncini as garnish on top and enjoy.

When I’m not experimenting in the kitchen, I’m sewing cotton canvas work aprons for my online shop - www.etsy.com/shop/topdrawerthreads , www.amazon.com/handmade/topdrawerthreads .

Or I’m pairing upcycled yarns to knit into warm winter hats and scarves for my other shop - www.etsy.com/shop/topdraweryarns.

My daughter’s have an online shop - www.etsy.com/shop/yesdesigns - where they hand make and sell pocket knickers for fun and frolic.

My older daughter has an online shop - www.etsy.com/shop/wildwovenwomen - where she works upcycled yarns into knit eye-catching striped afghans and scarves.

My younger daughter has an online shop - www.etsy.com/shop/shroombloombags - where she works upcycled yarns into funky crocheted mushroom bags.

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Day 54

Thurs 27th Feb

🏖Watamu to Mombasa 🕌

The day had finally arrived and we were leaving Watamu. We'd been totally sucked in and it was easy to see why - beautiful beaches, cheap but decent hotel with AC, tasty Italian food, super nice and helpful hotel staff that greeted us like old friends, and lets not forget the absolute jewel in the crown, Barry. 

We'd planned on 4 days, which had somehow turned into 10, and although the draw of more time with Barry was overwhelming (maybe for Phil), we couldn't delay it any longer. Phil's marathon was looming.

So we went down for breakfast, hiding the mustard from view incase Wendy was around, and chatted to Edwin our waiter while watching the Man City vs Real Madrid highlights. The food selection that morning was a little different - what I thought was a chickpea curry turned out to be a maize stew. Phil was not keen. But we got our Spanish omelettes to order so PANIC OVER. 

Check out was mildly emotional as the staff waved goodbye to their favourite ever guests (probably) with tears in their eyes (maybe) and pain in their hearts (definitely). They told us to keep in touch and to make sure we came back - yeah, it was intense. They must have some really dull guests normally...that reminds me, Barry rocked up to say bye and made sure he got Phil's number no doubt so he could share his hilarious memes and top lad BANTER.

Our tuc tuc driver took us to Gede and helped us find a bus going to Mombasa. Phil's height got him the Vip front seat and I squashed in the back like the peasant that I am. The ticket man was a full on hustler, getting the bus to collect people on the street who didn't even seem to want to go to Mombasa. But despite this, the journey was quick and the best bit was I realised we were going to drive past our hostel area 20 minutes before we got to Mombasa centre - so we got off the bus at Bob's bar corner and only had a 5 minute walk to get there. 

And what did we pass on the way? A JAVA CAFE. A symbol of reliability and AC. Once we'd got through the super high tech security of a plastic table in a car park, Phil ordered his favourite tomato soup with masala fries and I ordered a Greek salad, safe in the knowledge that I would be tucking into Phil's masala fries whether he liked it or not. 

The hostel Tuliahouse showed us two rooms - one large room near the pool, with high ceilings and an amazing mosquito net, plus an ensuite, for $35 and then one small room tucked awkwardly upstairs with NO bathroom and a pathetic mozi net for $31. Umm let me think, which one to have...

Ok so some people might think we went for the cheap one to save ourselves 4 whole dollars and it does sound like something we might do. But not this time guys. We splashed out. Not that this big room was perfect by any means. The shower head flew off as soon as the water was turned on and then I realised there was no bath mat or toilet roll. Sweet. God knows what would have been wrong in the other room.

We went straight to the pool for a chill out (it had been a tough day already) and Phil read some blog. He's just reached the night bus journey where he ate old Mexican food and it made us laugh a lot. Hope you're enjoying this moment reading a blog about reading a blog that you’ve already read. 

Phil suggested we go to explore the Old Town of Mombasa before sunset, so we jumped into an Uber with a slightly depressed driver and got out at Fort Jesus, a big old fort by the coast. There was a load of young teens playing a game of football right near it and in the evening light with the fort in the background, it looked pretty epic.

The Old Town was mildly interesting to walk round but had a weird vibe. One person told Phil to be careful with his phone then another told us to walk a different way as it was dodgy. The best bit was coming across a small tea shop by the waters edge where a man had three pots going with different hot drinks and loads of cups, plus a large group of customers sat around enjoying the view. I was about to go into the order area when I suddenly noticed there were only men there. As it was a Muslim area, I checked with the guy if I could come in. He looked at me like I was mental and said Yes of course. Phil also looked at me like I was mental. I was just trying to make sure I didn't offend anyone! And by doing so, I may have offended someone. FFS.

A small cup of ginger coffee was handed to me while Phil walked off to watch the kids who were fishing off the rocks. The tea was extremely sweet and extremely gingery, stinging the throat with ginger spice, but not actually bad. I had some small talk with the men sat around and then called over to Phil to get change to pay

15ksh for my tea. I looked back at the men and said 'He carries the wallet, but the money inside is mine'.

Oh my God these men HOWLED with laughter like it was the funniest thing they'd ever heard. Maybe it actually was poor things.  

The rest of the walk was pretty forgettable and we got in another Uber (with another extremely depressed driver) to get to a restaurant. It was still early but I'd found a place called Bollywood Bites (thats right people) that said it opened ‪at 6pm. We definitely didn’t expect to be eating so much Indian food on this trip but we are certainly not unhappy about it‬. Got dropped off to a mall complex and found this bizarre Bollywood themed place with no one in it and blasting cold AC. Perfect! Cool air and fast service is a Philly Tours Thursday special.

The cheapest rice on the menu was $4.90 - which is mental of course - so we decided to go rogue and try to have our first ever curry with no rice (!). It's funny the things we refuse to pay for - but it worked out great. Paneer Tikka masala, aloo tiki Chaat and garlic naan with some potato ball starters was yummmmmy. Phil was like 'Ya know what, I'm not gonna have a beer I'm just gonna have a coke and take it easy'.

At which point I let me know that I was fully aware that the restaurant didn't even sell beer and he wasn't fooling anyone.

We got a small doggy bag and got another Uber, crossing our fingers for someone a little more joyful. Francis was a young guy who actually let us have the AC on and stopped off for us to buy water too (I bought him a lemon drink to say thanks). So we booked him for our morning pick up and went straight to watch the Crown in our boiling hot room.  

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I am not about setting the tone of the day.

I am about getting things done ✅.

I need a pasta 🍝 dish. Shall I make two kinds? It’s time consuming 🕰. Don’t give much thought 💭. Fine. I need another recipe 🗃.

I would love ❤️ this but I have no canned tuna 🐟 yet from BJ’s. However, I am frying my tilapia. I believe that is the small package. Grocery 🛒 ads.

I think 🤔 I want this but I have to separate the protein from 🐓 the carbs and greens 🥬 to measure 📏 what I am consuming. My gawd, my life is not ran by health goals 🥅. That’s kind of in your best interest more than how did she spend her little allowance 🛍? Yeah, I can make a lot more money 💵 than I am receiving. I am poor. So did your problem exist before I paid 💰 you and fired you or your best interest advisors fail to obtain you what you (they) actually need? Sorry 😐, I don’t need what you are selling. Try match.com. I mean realistically you are rich with a small makeshift store how are you suppose to send four kids on what kind of a salary is that to a low class public college. No really. If you want to be honest that you think 💭 the rich kids will let you eat what you don’t have the money 💵 to pay for. Try Notre Dame. It’s like free off loading. I feel that they have the impression that these girls and boys exactly does exactly what they do ingratiate and get by and hang on until they can get what they didn’t have the skill, capacities, capabilities and resources to honestly obtain. Criminal Minds. No, Criminality in desperate situation or perhaps their thing. Right, it’s totally applicable to them the oh I am well to do. Then, rub it in our faces. Where the hell is your Tiffany bracelet? 💎 Oh, you don’t shop at Rack? We know. You mean you don’t dine out 🥘. Vie, they have no money 💵 for grocery. My bad. Totally my bad 😈.

Another protein from last week 📆. I feel pumped ⚡️ and that’s on no food in 🍴 my stomach. I should have something. I really believe in it’s power to boost or really keep you going and successfully complete tasks 🖊✔️.

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How to cook almost any kind of meat, ever.

I realized it’s the 28th and I still haven’t done the monthly recipe yet (though I’ve been meaning to!), so here we go. (Honestly, I’m starting to wish I’d done a purely recipe Patreon! I’m probably better at cooking than novels. But you, too, can get recipes from me, for $5/month.)

I really only have one way to cook most kinds of meat in the oven. It ends up tasting like any number of different dishes, but that’s just the sauce—technically, it’s a marinade. The sauces provide enough variety to keep everyone satisfied, and meanwhile this technique creates juicy, tender meat every time. Sometimes I will cook meat in a pan, or as part of a soup, and then there’s meatloaf, or casseroles, but for non-ground or cubed meats, this is my favorite way.

What this is good for: Chicken thighs, chicken breasts, pork chops, pork loin roasts, turkey roasts, and beef roasts. I prefer to use boneless meat, as it’s less fuss, but it can work with bone-in, up to even quartered chickens. This technique can be used for frozen meat, since doneness is measured via internal temperature anyway, but it works best and is faster with already-thawed (or never-frozen) meat.

It’s pretty simple: 2-4 pounds of meat, 1 cup of sauce, a glass casserole dish, aluminum foil, and a 350°F/175°C oven. Pour the sauce over the meat and baste the meat in it, possibly after having rubbed the meat with salt and herbs first, cover the pan with the foil, and bake until the meat reaches 195°F/90°C (usually 30-45 minutes, if thawed, depending on the cut of meat). To produce more browning, you may uncover the meat and broil for 5-10 minutes at the end, making sure to baste first.

Where it gets interesting is in the variety of sauces. These can be anything from complex affairs that have to be cooked in and of themselves, to plain white wine and a little salt.

Sauce 1: Lightly rub the meat with herbs/spices and kosher salt (be careful not to use too much salt!), then pour 1 cup of wine or fruit juice into the pan. If you’re using a “cooking wine” from the grocery store (in places where grocery stores don’t sell alcohol, or that you don’t have to be carded to buy), it will already be salted. Check the label.

Sauce 2: Mix ½ cup honey and ½ cup Dijon mustard and about half a tablespoon of salt, plus maybe a splash of soy sauce and half a teaspoon of garlic powder. (It should be reminiscent of concentrated Gatorade, wrt the sweet/salty ratio, if you take a taste before it goes on the meat.) It will be a very thick sauce, so make sure to coat the meat thoroughly. Goes best with chicken thighs.

Sauce 3: ½ cup plain yogurt, ¼ cup honey, ¼ cup lemon juice, 1 Tbsp oregano, 1 tsp garlic powder or ~2 cloves pulverized fresh garlic, and 2-3 tsp coarse salt. Optionally, garnish with chopped red or mixed bell peppers before covering the pan. This will rival the best Mediterranean chicken you could get at a Greek restaurant. Also, the sauce by itself is a wonderful salad dressing.

In a pinch, you can even make a sauce from ¼ cup soy sauce, ¼ cup molasses, a teaspoon of five spice powder, and ½ cup water. It’s not the most glamorous meal ever, but it sure worked, that evening. You can also use “pre-prepared” marinades such as salad dressings or prepared sauces, if you have to. The important thing is having a certain amount of liquid with concentrated flavor, and covering the meat to keep the moisture in.

Good flavor combinations:

Salt and sugar. I cannot emphasize how crucial it is to combine salt and sugar for good flavor. People often think that mixing salty and sweet things is exotic, but that is actually the secret to pretty much anything tasting good. That’s why cookies and cakes contain small amounts of salt, and why pretty much any sauce or soup recipe I make contains a small amount of molasses or honey. (Or sometimes not small—see the honey mustard sauce, above. But it’s fairly rare to just add white or brown sugar to savory dishes—it’s usually honey, molasses, or fruit juice: things with their own flavors which are also very sweet.) If you think of a teriyaki sauce, that’s an example of a fairly standard “savory” flavor that contains a fairly large amount of sugar. A surprising number of people don’t realize that it is so sweet, because it’s also salty, and because they mentally categorize it as “asian food” and ascribe the flavor to that. You don’t need to add terribly much sugar to meats, but they do taste better with about a teaspoon (in molasses or honey form) per pound of meat, and if you’re on a diet, you should be watching out for sugars in meat dishes at restaurants, because that’s definitely a thing there.

Soy sauce is an almost universally appropriate way to add umami flavor. Umami is a sort of “brown” mouthfeel that comes from things like browned meats or fats—or think of miso soup, a similar soy product. If you are unable to have soy, a product like “coconut aminos” (sold in organic sections or health food stores” can make a good alternative. Be aware that coconut is a tree nut. A dash of soy sauce or a substitute adds depth and complexity, and a little salt. Molasses produces a similar effect, but adds a lot of sugar—which may be too much, if the sauce already contains something like fruit juice! For thicker sauces (and soups), miso paste is also good to have around, since it has a similar flavor profile but much less liquid and volume per amount of flavor.

Basil, black pepper, and tart cherry: This is another favorite, at my house, especially with chicken or turkey. I will probably make it for Thanksgiving. Black pepper is an aromatic more than a hot spice. (Still, some people are very sensitive to spicy things, so if you’re cooking for one of those people, make sure to use finely ground pepper instead of coarse ground or cracked.) It is most aromatic when it is freshly ground. Basil, a member of the mint family, is associated with savory Italian tomato sauces (and, by the way, I could write an entire rant on how to season tomatoes), but it is also very aromatic and well suited to sweet, fruity sauces and dishes. Do not underestimate the power of basil and black pepper with any kind of fruit. For a meat marinade, though, rub the meat with salt and the seasonings. I think I also add a dash of coconut aminos. This is a place where you do want that lighter taste. “Tart cherry” juice still has a lot of sugar, so you don’t need to sweeted it—it’s tart because of an abundance of citric acid, not due to any lack of sugar. You can have a similar flavor with lemon juice and honey, or red grape, apple, and a couple tablespoons of lemon. With the juices produced by cooking chicken, this tart cherry mix can become the main component of a splendid gravy. Remember, brown gravy is just a roux made with clear broth or drippings instead of milk! (Use 2 Tbsp butter, etc, for a gravy roux, unless you plan to make quarts of it. “Clear” wrt broth or drippings means it doesn’t have significant amounts of starch or dairy.)

Lemon and yogurt: Mentioned above, really. I just want to emphasize how good lemon and yogurt are together, in cooking.

Herbes de Provence and wine: Herbes de Provence is a common spice blend containing savory, marjoram, thyme, lavender, and rosemary (and sometimes other, similar herbs). It is usually much more convenient than measuring out all those herbs separately, and is great as a meat rub. If you are using wine as a marinade, this, salt, and pepper are typically the only things you really need. A note: wine tends to keep salt “locked into” the meat, in my experience, much more so than juice or other non-alcoholic marinades, so be careful not to oversalt meat cooked in wine.

Onions: You can’t really go wrong with finely chopped onions. They will probably caramelize.

Dried fruit as a garnish: Use with marinades that range sweeter. It works best if chopped, and anything larger than about a raisin can be chopped artistically, for good measure.

I’m looking at my word count, here, and this is probably more than you ever wanted. But, now you have ideas for quite a number of meals! Basically, if you think it would taste good together, try it. Then use any leftover sauce for a gravy or soup, or to add an interesting twist to mashed potatoes. Have fun!

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Author Nathan Englander Gets His Syrup in New Hampshire - Grub Street

At Mike’s Coffee Shop in Clinton Hill. Photo: Christian Rodriguez

At 30, Nathan Englander was the youngest ever recipient of the PEN award for “excellence in the art of the short story,” and this week he published his fifth book, the comically probing kaddish.com. His writing has been called “genre-hopping” and several variations on “playful,” descriptions that might also apply to his relationship with eating. Like many food lovers, Englander can appreciate a great restaurant as much as he can a well-written recipe — but he also isn’t above eating his daughter’s leftovers. “My wife can’t believe it,” he says. “I’m like, ‘Oh, yeah, I am definitely more than happy to find myself eating the kid food.’” Over the past week, he also had time to eat stoop pizza, consider the qualities that make a neighborhood diner great, and think, wistfully, about bagels. Read all about it in this week’s Grub Street Diet.

Thursday, March 21 I wish this had started Wednesday night. My wife and I actually got a babysitter, and went to a grown-up restaurant with another couple. One half of that couple was our friend JJ, who writes cookbooks, and when you go to restaurants with him, things you didn’t order just appear — “lamb chops, compliments of the food mafia!” — and I think that would have been a fun meal to share. But my Grub Street Diet started this morning! And I was doing drop-off, and was late getting our 4-year-old daughter to preschool — as I am every day.

While I packed her lunch, I ate a piece of wheat toast and drank a gallon of Kitten Coffee’s Tandem blend. I don’t like that super-black, melt-your-tongue coffee. I drink way too much coffee for that, and Kitten’s is just the perfect live-on-it-all-day roast. Also, I was once leaving the coffee shop on our corner, and the Kitten guy was delivering, and I screamed, “Hey, I love your coffee.” And he said, “Try this, I think you’ll like it,” and he threw me a pound of something new they were making, and I swooned with neighborhood good cheer.

So, my book was coming out on Tuesday and I was in prelaunch madness. I was stuck in the house, doing assignments, like 500 words on fingernails for Fingernail Digest, and I had a half-hour phone interview that somehow ran to an hour and a half and I was going to miss eating lunch. But JJ checked in, as he does about a million times a day. He was over on Henry Street, and he texted me a picture of the sandwiches chalked up on the board at Lillo, and offered to deliver. And, as with the Kitten coffee, it’s that kind of neighborly niceness that just kills me. He brought me the Mediterraneo, as ordered. It’s Italian tuna, arugula, sweet marinated onions, and tomato. It was delicious. (He also brought a couple of desserts, which I put aside.) And we both worked on our laptops at the table for a while.

Also, while I was waiting for JJ to show up, I ate the cold tortellini from Olivia’s dinner the night before. I’m all about the cold kid noodles from yesterday’s dinners. I enjoy that stuff. It’s not just that I’m eating it, I actually love it. I am definitely more than happy to find myself eating the properly aged fish sticks, and the apples with bites missing. I think that’s a big parent thing, to be like, “Now I’m going to have a second meal that I found on the counter.”

A friend I hadn’t seen in years was in town visiting, and she was coming by for dinner. So, at the end of the workday, I ran over to Mekelburg’s for a loaf of She Wolf sourdough (which we’re crazy for). I also got Firehook sea salt crackers, and some cheddar and manchego and our favorite cheese, Délice de Bourgogne, which is about one inch away from just eating butter with a spoon. I got olives and radishes, and I also got all the fixings for my red lentil soup. I served it over brown rice, and finished it off with wilted spinach and some Greek yogurt, as the recipe recommends. My wife, Rachel, made a butter lettuce, endive, and grapefruit salad.

Also, it was Purim, and Rach got some hamantaschen that we served along with the desserts that JJ had brought. One was a kind of Italian version of a Boston cream doughnut, and there was a blueberry tart with a lattice top.

Friday, March 22 I made Olivia French toast, which was not at all a weekday thing, but she asked for it, and getting to school on time, as I’ve said, is not my strong suit. I had Greek yogurt, banana, and honey. And coffee. And Rach had a version of the same.

It was Friday, which was a gym day. So we do speed things up as best we can. We’ve been working out at CrossFit South Brooklyn for years, even though it’s over in Gowanus. But we love it, and it feels like family now. And we’re pretty religious about our Monday-Wednesday-Friday class, which is a kind of body-weight-centric thing that we love.

When I need to do busywork before writing, I often head to Three’s Brewing, one street over from the gym. It’s not for a post-workout beer. The brewery is closed during the day, but they have a cozy little outpost of Ninth Street Espresso inside that uses the space during the daytime. I headed over and got a coffee and, to ruin any gym-related gains, a cheddar and chive scone (which is just to say, I should have had the French toast).

Let’s sing the praises of leftovers. I cook so much more lately,, and the more complicated or ridiculous, the better. That, is I like to make the things where people say, “Ummm, you know, they sell that at the grocery store. You can buy that a lot more easily than you can make that.” I was recently cooking Middle Eastern food and I was like, “Well, I should also make the pita,” and there were a million steps, and I was really proud, but, man, that dinner would have been a lot easier if I’d just run to Damascus Bakery, or, you know, any supermarket in the whole city. I think it ties in to the writer brain. If I need to fix something I’m writing, I will stay up all night, and I will do it again and again until it’s where it needs to be.

Anyway, there was the leftover lentil soup and the cheese and that giant loaf from She Wolf waiting. And I had plans to meet my publicist, Jordan. We were both swamped, and so she swung by, and we set up shop at our dining room table (by which I mean, our only table), and we had a super nice lunch, but with screens out, typing away.

Rach and I are nutty for Ethiopian food. It’s a favorite. And, luckily, there’s a fantastic restaurant over on Fulton, across from Greenlight Bookstore, my local. It’s a big corner for me: books and Ethiopian food. The restaurant is called Bati. And the owner, Hibist, is an old friend. Back when I started writing and lived on the Upper West Side, I used to go do my work at the Hungarian Pastry Shop. I mean, I sat there all day, every day, and often closed the place down. And Hibist used to work behind the counter. And I love when a person’s dreams come true. That is, I remember Hibist pouring coffees in the ’90s and now she owns her own restaurant — and it’s the best. Also, they’re really nice to our daughter, who has gone from eating everything to a very beige-focused food phase (possibly inherited from my suburban, white-bread roots).

Anyway, we packed her a little dinner of her own as an emergency backup, which they were really nice about. And as for ordering at Bati, Rach and I haven’t touched a menu there in years. We always, always get a vegetarian combo for two — which had a bunch of things on it, gomen, and buticha, and key sir, and — what really matters to us — always lots of shiro. And, at Bati, I don’t even need JJ for special treatment. They always keep an eye on us and make sure there’s shiro on the tray.

Also, they were out of St. George beer that night, so I had a Walia, which was equally great.

Saturday, March 23 If I’m being honest here, this was a record amount of time for me not to have eaten a bagel. This diary should have already had five dozen or so in it. Anyway, I ate the She Wolf Sourdough toast, day 400 on that bread. If you amortize the initial investment, I was pretty much making money on that loaf.

After dance class (my daughter’s, not mine), we headed over to Tacombi with friends. It’s a great Mexican place with locations in Manhattan, but now we’ve got one across from BAM. I spotted one grown-up couple having beers in the main room when we got there, but otherwise there were lots of kids, and lots in tutus — it seemed to be the new post-dance hangout. We had a big order of kid-friendly plain versions of things, which the staff was really nice about (that is, quesadilla with nothing, rice and beans with nothing). As for this grown-up, I had the seared fish tacos and their Naranja, which is a papaya, carrot, pineapple, and orange juice.

So, it was the Montclair Literary Festival — go NJ! My event was near the end of the day, and, after it was over, I went straight into Joyce Carol Oates’s. Then there was a cocktail party for the festival, and I ate I don’t know what, some hummus and pita, and had a glass of white wine. And Joyce had invited me to dinner with friends, and we headed to a place called Scala del Nonna. The joint was jumping, it was packed out and loud and Saturday night-ish, and one table kept knocking over the wine bucket.

As for wine, apparently Montclair has some ancient liquor law thing, and the restaurant was dry. So my friend Julie ran out to the store next-door and bought a bottle of Gavi, and Joyce’s friend ordered porcini risotto with peas for the table. I got the branzino alla griglia, which was marinated sea bass lightly grilled with scarola Siciliana. And, well, if you replaced all the fish I ate this week with candy and bagels, once again, it would better represent my normal diet.

Sunday, March 24 The day was packed with playdates, which was lovely. My daughter and I headed over to a friend’s who has twins and lives right next to the bagel store — my chance to make a move. But when we got into their house, Melissa had already made a mountain of whole-grain silver dollar pancakes, and a fruit plate with strawberries, watermelon, and pear. And, as always, she put a cup of coffee right into my hand.

We all headed to the park. As the twins headed off, another friend of my daughter’s showed up with her dad. After another couple of hours of wildness, we took the girls for a slice of Luigi’s Pizza and sat on the stoop outside. My slice turns into two, and they keep their seltzers properly freezing in their fridge. Slices on a stoop make me extraordinarily happy in a New York way: I was being nostalgic while it was happening, like, “This is the life.”

For our third and final playdate of the day, we had another of our daughter’s friends over to the house, with her folks. I’d been wanting to make chili, and offered to do so, but — if I’m allowed to break the fourth wall — Oriana, the visiting mom, is a huge fan of this column. She said chili is boring. So we ordered in Vietnamese from Mekong Delta. The restaurant is in one of those neighborhood locations that never works out and keeps changing hands. But Mekong Delta seems to be doing great. We all shared a papaya salad, and I got chicken pho and shrimp summer rolls.

Monday, March 25 It felt like maybe it was one of the last cold mornings before spring kicked in, and even with the pancakes yesterday, I always need to make sure I’m getting enough maple syrup in my diet. Point is, I made oatmeal, and ate it with bananas and blueberries and maple syrup that we buy by the jug when we’re up at our friend’s farm in Sandwich, New Hampshire. So, yes, for the best maple syrup in the world, I’d head straight for the sugar shack at Booty Farm on Mt. Israel Road.

I really want to state again that my body mass is probably about 80 percent bagel. If you cut me in half, I imagine mostly sesame seeds would pour out — as that’s my bagel of choice. So I really can’t believe I haven’t had one since this diet started — it’s the longest stretch since we got back from a year in Malawi (where I broke down and made bagels from scratch).

It was the day before launch. I owed everybody a million things, and was sure I’d be working until the middle of the night. At 2 p.m., I ran over to Mike’s Coffee Shop to grab something. Mike’s has been our home diner since we moved to Brooklyn from Manhattan around a decade ago. And we love it. It’s super homey, and they’re super nice, and it has a proper diner-y, pressed-tin ceiling, and a proper neon sign in the window. You always bump into friends there, and the kids are often given lollipops when you pay, whether they need a lollipop or not. Also, the owners are really good about calmly managing the weekend waiting list when it’s chaos and the throngs of folks are roaming outside waiting on tables.

I sat in the last booth and I ordered a coffee and a tuna sandwich on wheat toast, with lettuce, tomato, and onion. And a pickle spear! If there’s a picture of me up above with a sandwich in front of me, that’s the one. If there’s a picture of me without it, it’s because it’s already in my belly.

The last supper. So, a friend was having a dinner party, and I did not go to that dinner party — though, again, I’d be killing it with the food over there. But, the next day was the launch event at Greenlight Bookstore, and I’d start traveling the morning after that, and except for a night here and there, well, I’ll be hawking books on the road like a brush salesman for the next few weeks. This was basically the last night I got to be home with my wife and daughter and Calli the dog until tour slows down. Also, I usually come home from tour looking like I’ve eaten a bag of salt. That is, I’m so thankful to get to do readings and meet readers and shepherd the novel out into the world, but I will be eating a lot from after-hours menus, and CIBO Express airport food, and the day was gray and cold and some comfort food at home sounded nice.

So Rachel started kid dinner, and my daughter and I ran out to the supermarket around the block. We love going to the supermarket, me and her. We were getting ingredients for my friend Kitty’s chili recipe. When my wife was in grad school (she’s a professor), we lived in Madison, Wisconsin for three years, and our friend Kitty gave us a little book of her very Wisconsin-style dishes, which are great for this kind of weather. At the store, we also got the stuff for a green salad, because it sounded nice and I also wanted to keep my heart from exploding on the road.

At home, while my daughter ate, I got the chili into a giant pot and let it simmer until — as happens in our building — the whole floor smelled like cayenne peppers and onion. For the salad, I just used lemon and olive oil and salt, which is my single favorite dressing. And after our daughter fell asleep, Rach emerged and served up the chili. I chopped up some cilantro and chives for toppings, and we sat down at the table and dug in, with the dog underneath the table at our feet, which is my kind of dinner.

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[tnerb90]

2 weeks in! Aug. 28, 2019

So it's day 14. Looking forward to the weigh in tomorrow morning. Not sure what to expect because I doubt I'm in "ketosis" yet and have been eating a lot of high fat foods. But regardless, I'm pretty committed to this low carb thing. It's been going really well.

I had some hesitation the other day because I got a sweet tooth and didn't know how to handle it. In the moment, it was fine, of course I could've waited it out... But what worried me is the longterm... what if future me, who wasn't so committed, decided I need something sweet and I end up crashing hard?

But I remembered there are several low carb sweets. Went out to get a sugar-free slurpee at 7/11. But they didn't have a sugar free flavor that day for some reason?? Was p/o'd big time. So I got a quest bar instead. While it's no candybar, they're actually pretty good and come in a bunch of flavors for about 4g net carbs per bar. I got a smores one and a chocolate chip one (I think?) for the next day. It really hit the spot.

Other chocolate-y things... Atkins sells several low carb chocolate bar type things like m&m sort of things, peanut butter cups, chocolate cocounut bars etc. They are quite expensive though, but it'd be a good go-to in a pinch.... There are also chocolate flavor protein shakes. And low carb ice creams I found at Publix (Halo-Top and Breyers). Seriously, not bad.

Then, there are times when I get a sweet tooth for sour candy. For that, I think I need to get used to substituting sour skittles and airheads for raspberries, strawberries, and cherries. I can't think of anything else for that. I mean there are sugar free hard candies but I'm not sure if those are low carb or not... I'll have to look into it. Then there's stuff like Fresca or Ice (basically flavored seltzer) and crystal lite that I can mix into water. My favorite is raspberry lemonade. So hopefully that'll do it.

Something I really like about this go-round is how I'm not hesitating to think about long term pitfalls. I need to plan. It's like my addictions professor said...the 6 P's: "prior planning prevents piss poor performance."

Anyway, speaking of planning. Meeting up with my parents for dinner before my brother's concert. They chose an Italian place. I haven't told them I'm doing low-carb. I guess I'm not ready to. I almost feel like it'd be embarassing to tell them since, like I mentioned before, I've lost weight and gained it back so many times. I guess it doesn't get more embarassing than being 300+ lbs though. So if anything I know I should be proud to try and lose weight again. I digress.

Anyway, Italian is not the best low carb option. BUT I checked out the menu online. They have some pretty good looking salads, like Greek or an antipasto salad that comes with meat and cheese. Sounds perfect. So I know exactly what I'm getting beforehand and know I won't be tempted to look at the pastas/ pizzas/ subs, etc.

The 6 P's.

BMW

[caffeineivore]

okey for the writing thing: 31 for Minako/Zoi as friends, because i freaking love your take on them

I love the way your face lights up when someone says, “It might be dangerous.” (I am glad we are friends.)

M-Z friendship. Police Procedural Ficverse.

***

“The problem with the case isn’t that Patterson isn’t guilty as sin. I’m sure he is, Chief Lawson, but because of the fact that his son was the one to allow the search on his property, not himself, any of the evidence found may not be admissible in court. The defense will certainly bring that up, and really now, your detective should have waited for a search warrant. I’m sure I could have gotten him one.”

Miranda Alderton is definitely splitting hairs in this meeting with him, but while he has to forcibly remind himself not to let his irritation show on his face, hers is still smiling. It seems to him that when she’s here at the precinct, she’s always smiling, no matter how grim a case she gets handed. It’s quite a departure from the golden tigress she transforms into in the courtroom. 

They go back and forth over the details of the case, and she hedges, makes a few suggestions on how to salvage the case, and it’s almost as though she wants to occupy more of his time that afternoon than usual. He can’t possibly imagine why that would be the case, and thinking about it too hard will not do any good. Certainly, they have finally reached a professional sort of symbiosis, and it would not make sense to fix what is not broken. Moreover, any other type of association would be inappropriate.

She hems and haws and accidentally drops one of the sheets of paper from the file, and bends down to pick it up from the floor. Kieran is too much of a gentleman to ogle at the way her skirt hikes up at the movement, but he’s conscious of it. He clears his throat awkwardly, shoves his hands into his pockets, and says absolutely nothing.

~~

Two hours later finds Miranda ensconced in Smitty’s diner across the table from one Cecil Callahan, idly picking away at a Greek salad and chuckling. “I hope you managed to accomplish your dastardly deed today, Cecil. I don’t think your boss was onto me, but… it’s hard to tell, with him.”

“He would never expect shenanigans out of you,” Cecil waves a careless hand over his massive plate of onion rings, mozzarella sticks and hot wings. “He thinks too highly of you. Had I asked Jameson, Oh Fearless Leader would’ve sniffed out the plot in all of 2.5 seconds.”

Miranda shakes her head and takes a sip of her pink lemonade. “You went to put balloons in his apartment for his birthday. You’re acting like you were planning to kidnap him and sell his organs on the black market or something.”

“Oh, it’s just about as dangerous,” Cecil says with relish. “Kieran’s not huge on surprises. Or making a big fucking deal out of his birthday. Or people breaking into his place. This was terribly dangerous, I’ll have you know.”

“So does that mean that he’ll be mad at me once he figures out that my meeting with him today was a ruse?” 

“I love that your eyes lit up when I said that this was dangerous,” Cecil says dryly. “It’s like you want to see me suffer or something. And no, probably not. You’re too hot for him to stay mad at for long.”

“Why thanks for saying so, kind sir, but your flattery will get you nowhere with me,” Miranda drawls over a mouthful of salad. “You’re incredibly pretty and charming, but you eat like an eight-year-old, and I’ll not be playing second fiddle– or homewrecker, for that matter– to your lady.”

“Would that she were my lady,” Cecil gives a windy sigh even as he dunks an onion ring in ranch. “You are hot, sweetheart. Someone else thinks so, too.”

“Mm-hmm.” Miranda knows Cecil’s implication that the ‘someone else’ is Kieran, but she does not comment on it. The Chief has never been anything but impeccably polite and professional, and it would do nobody any good to overthink things. 

“You can look all snide and skeptical now, but someday when I’m making my fucking awesome Best Man speech at your wedding, there will definitely be an ‘I told you so’ in the toast.” Cecil scarfs down greasy goodness and washes it down with a glug of Pepsi. “Of course, you’ll be too busy being super-emotional and giddy to notice. But it is bound to happen, mark my words.”

“You’ve put a lot of thought into this,” Miranda says dryly. “I don’t know how much I should trust your predictions for the future. Maybe I should read my horoscope in the paper.”

“You are such a fucking hater.”

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