Thursday, October 25, 2007

Movement

From time to time I feel compelled to preface statements, offering my reasons for posting particular things. I think I'll eliminate this practice, and just start posting. Expect this blog to pick up steam as I find it somehow necessary to communicate my thoughts.



I met the (to some) legendary Alice Waters and had a brief conversation with her, not to perster her and praise her, but just to see if she was as genuine as she is portrayed to be. It was my finding that she is, a passionate, intelligent woman who has the ability to transform the way we think by way of food. Food is her medium, yet her ideas communicate a broader message of creating a better quality of life by being in tune with our bodies and our environment.



In http://http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2007/10/17/FDMSSNQDP.DTL&hw=alice+waters&sn=002&sc=673, it covers the setting of my meeting with Alice. I explained to her that I had actually once made helped make her dinner while working in SF, and that my fellow cooks were all enamored by her presence. She was flattered, and said when I make it back to the Bay I ought to come to Chez Panisse, to which I said, "I'm sure you can have any cook you want." She noted that she would remember me, and that she doesn't forget enthusiastic, young cooks. It was pretty cool, and I immersed myself in her book later. But back to the issues:

"In the Midwest, there are other obstacles as well. I was able to coerce
two people from my original e-mail to forgo the Cubs pre-game to attend Waters'
lecture. As the crowd filed out, they voiced their frustrations. "It's really
inspiring," said 25-year old teacher Carly Leavitt, "but how are we supposed to
get fresh fruits and vegetables all year-round here?"
Dana Abrams, a 24-year old social worker, added, "This is a very urban city, and it's hard to have access to the produce from rural areas."
Both agreed that while they saw the value in educating younger kids, it was difficult to find the motivation to change their own eating habits, especially given the expense of buying local and organic ingredients.
Throughout the weekend, others voiced similar concerns, but Waters was ready with an arsenal of rebuttals. Winter? No problem. Plan ahead. Can tomatoes, pickle vegetables, preserve fruit. Enjoy nuts, dried fruits and grains. Start a greenhouse. It's all possible.
Most would call this an idealistic fantasy. Maybe, but in the 36 years she's been fighting for her cause, she's seen enough progress to keep her going, and her message hasn't changed. She wants a healthier, happier America, accomplished by eating
delicious food, and eating together.
"Good food sends positive ripples through the community," says Waters, and she's intent on providing the means and ideas to make that happen."


As far as this being an "idealistic fantasy," it's not. It's something that certainly would not happen overnight, but it's something that work and education could develop. It's about making food part of your life, not simply treating it as something to remedy your hunger. You put it in your body. How much more important could it be? With proper practice and effort, eating naturally produced fruits, vegetables and meats can happen year 'round. I firmly believe that all it comes down to is effort. Starting a greenhouse in your backyard may be unfeasible for many, including myself, yet the ideas can be done on a smaller scale of self-sustainability. You can learn how to preserve fruits, how to can things - maybe even utilize that freezer! The cost of organics are high in supermarkets, which is why non-supermarkets are so essential. If you're lucky enough to have any of these in your town, visit them to find high quality produce for low prices. Learning to eat in season has great rewards for your health, and it makes you appreciate what nature has to offer throughout the year.

If you think of what's been going on throughout time, people have been eating organically for CENTURIES. It's only since the 50's when fast-food began, unnatural preservatives started to be used, that as food-consumers, we thought we were headed toward the future with microwaveable dinners and bags of potato chips. How we lacked progress. There's much that can be done, and although Waters has been called a crusader, leader of a cult, and so-on and so-forth, she's got undeniable points. No, she wasn't the first person to discover organics, but why isn't anyone else raising as much awareness as she is? The earliest steps in a movement are creating consciousness (Eric Hoffer verified)

From my own experience, I've seen, and been a part of what food can do on a larger scale:

http://www.nopasf.com/pdf/nicolenopa.pdf

Read into it. Interpret it. The result of a conscious food-based community speaks for itself.




Friday, October 5, 2007

The Shape That I am In

Life's a ball these days. No worries, like Bobby McFerrin. Well, there are always worries, but none that are giving me aches and pains. I've taken the LSAT, and the anticipation of my score arriving has given me headaches from time to time, and I mean this quite literally, so I guess we can disregard much of what's just been written. I don't feel like erasing it, and my writing here can be perceived as a conscious stream of thought, albeit in the most Un-Kerouac way you will find. I'm also not on drugs.

Tangents aside!

I feel liberated after having taken this exam. I've been preparing off and on since April, after mounting a spectacular debt on one of my two credit cards for a Kaplan study course. Can one really justify paying $1400 for a few paperback textbooks and 14 class sessions? Normally I would say yes, but only for an accredited course. However, if my score comes out as I want it to, I'll be shouting Kaplan's name in praise from atop the Sears Tower!

Everyone had been asking me, "what are you doing when it's over?" or "Dude, how blacked out are you going to get?" as if there are cognizant variable levels prescribed to this condition. I have only shared my post-test efforts with a few people, and here's what I did. I went directly to a specialty spice store, and bought 1lb. of pink curing salt, also known as Prague Powder #1. After this I shopped for some records, and bought an original VG+ LP of New Order's "Reel Life" featuring Love Vigilantes, a great song. Next, I went to a butcher in my neighborhood and purchased 3.5 lbs. of pork belly, and I went home, and created a dry cure so I can make bacon. It's all very exciting, and the belly is about 3 days from smoking. I met up with Nora as my girl and I bike-shopped our way around Chicago, having one of the best days we've had in a long time; and it's all because I am stress-free, and now, a great obstacle has been closed out, and I can stop worrying about actually taking the test and preparing. A worry over my score has incurred, but I'm reminded that there's really nothing I can do about it now. So, move forward, I say. Nora has helped me with this, and I owe her so much.

I wish I could say that I feel the seasons changing, and despite what new fall colors Banana Republic has introduced (could this be burnt orange's year?!), I am not feeling it. This 80-something degree weather with July levels of humidity is absurd. It's October, Football season is in full-swing, and the MLB playoffs have begun. Where is my October? Doesn't that sound like it ought to be a collaboration between Green Day and Pink? The Fall is great not only because Brad Pitt stars in a movie mentioning it in the title, but because it's a reminder of some of my favorite times in life. I love the crisp air, leaves falling, the comfort of sweaters, flannel, and excuses to curl up and watch movies or football games. When the hell else can flannel be as cool as it is in the Fall? That's really it's time to shine. I like a good beer during the Fall, too. I notice that my music preference changes too, as I listen to more string-oriented music, yet I think this is common. My earliest memory of the fall dates to a trip to Dartmouth for a football game in which my dad was coaching. A beautiful campus, enchanting scenery, an indescribable view of the foliage, a fun college town, and a football game are all the roots of why I love the fall so much. The trip to Hanover with my family left such an impression on me, and my idea of fall has been shaped upon this very visit. Fall, I await your arrival.

Great things that happened today:
I woke up with Genesis songs in my head, after receiving free tickets to the show last night (thank you TJ)
I realized that I'm going to see Phil Lesh, Jackie Greene, and co. tonight
It's my dad's birthday
I found this article on my record player:
http://www.antiqueradio.com/Mar06_Hayden_Kloss.html
My parents are happy

I'm happy, and my world is also. This is the shape that I'm in, and it's good. I'll write soon after my bacon has cured.