Monthly Archives: August 2012

This is about your food

I have some opinions about this, but I don’t really have time to get them out here in an organized format.  So, I urge you to go and read this blog post, The Monsanto Machine, over at Our Nourishing Roots.  Being in the know is important.  Whatever choice you make is your choice.  I just want you to know what kind of choices you’re making.  You might be surprised.  I definitely was.


Out of the Loop

I’ve been out of the loop for a while now.  Most of it is just stress and worry.  The biggest problem right now is getting the kitchen in my new apartment organized and clean enough to start seriously cooking.  I can’t tell you how many eggs I’ve eaten in the last four weeks.  An obscene amount.  I love eggs, but everyday for at least one, usually two, meals is just not okay.

I’m also coping with a much smaller fridge, a mini stove that has pilot lights, and no counter space.  Seriously, there is just enough counter space for a dish drying rack and a small cutting board.  Who lives like that?!  People who don’t cook, that’s who!  I’ve remedied this problem with a kitchen island-cart from Ikea, but now my problem is that the cheap, possibly defective, finish they used on the island is stinking up my kitchen.  I’m not sure how to get rid of the smell.  Suggestions, advice, anyone??

I might have had small kitchen before, but this takes the cake.  Don’t even get me started on the lack of cabinets and the state of disgustingness that I found this apartment in when I moved in.

In much happier news, I just tried a wild boar pork steak that my sister brought home for me, courtesy of some very generous people who heard that I was envious of my sister having some and sent some along for me.  They also sent me some excellent sweet sausage that is already all gone and some pork loins.  I said a while back I wasn’t eating pork again because of the potential to mess with my body biology, but lately, I’ve been eating a lot of pork.  That’s what’s been around at the farmer’s market and I’m not about to turn down gifts of wild boar.  Come on now.

Once the bounty is exhausted, I will in all likelihood scale back to eating bacon on occasion.  I’ve already started my plans to shift back to less pork by buying some ground goat at the farmer’s market today.  My freezer is also stocked with sockeye salmon and shrimp.

Now, if only I could find something inspiring to get me out of my food and cooking rut, I’ll be all set.

I apologize, dear readers, for the lack of photos and for my streak of ranting posts of late.  I promise to try and cook and have photos to show you in the near future.  Cross your fingers…and maybe your toes, too, for good measure.