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Random facts about me.

Posted by blissandvinegar on July 26, 2007

1. We have to post these rules before we give you the facts.

2. Players start with eight random facts/habits about themselves.

3. People who are tagged need to write on their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.

4. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.

Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.

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The most random facts about me…

1. I have taken bellydancing lessons.

2. In a previous career as a medical photographer, I took pictures of dead people and even one autopsy.

3. I’m addicted to cooking shows, and tried to start a gourmet foods company with a couple of friends.

4. I drink way too much wine.  Oh, yeah, WAY too much…

5. I’m a perfectionist, so living in this chaotic world makes me the crazy, obsessive person that I am.

6. I like almost all foods, but despise oranges.

7. I went to architecture school for two years.

8. I can make a flower with my tongue.  :-)

I don’t know eight bloggers to tag, so I tag the few I know who haven’t already been tagged AND am reaching out to some new-to-me bloggers.

Scruffybutt (ha ha Candace – tagged you back!)
Fortypaws
Beans and Caviar
A Chicken In Every Granny Cart - a newly discovered fantastic food blog!
Pop Art Diva - this lady is the definition of cool…

Posted in Meme | 5 Comments »

There was an old lady…

Posted by blissandvinegar on July 3, 2007

I saw her in my peripheral vision.  Falling.

Slightly past 7 this morning, I was walking the big black voodoo daddy, a weekday ritual.  It amazes me what some folks wear when they come out in the morning to collect their daily news.  I try not to make eye contact with these almost-awake neighborhood ghosts.  Pretend they are invisible, and allow them to scurry back into their homes, seemingly undetected.

Today, an elderly lady scuffled out, wearing a thin housedress, hair awry.  She saw us.  And we pretended not to see her, as she turned to make her escape.

And then tripped.

I watched, one of those slow motion moments, as she crumpled to the ground, hitting her head.  Then I ran (well, walked as fast as I could) to make sure she was alright, Big Daddy following in my wake.

There was no blood, but she was shaken.  As I helped her up, I noticed her skin felt like damp newspaper, thin and cool, but soft.  Her grey-black hair leapt from a white scalp, not completely covering it.

And I realized, that one day, this may be me.  It may be any of us.  And I was glad I was there for her.

I was afraid to leave her after I helped her to her feet, knowing that age and frailty makes one fragile.  Bones can break, concussions can happen, people can die.  But she said she wasn’t alone, and she was probably afraid of this stranger with an oversized, over-happy black dog coming into her home.  I don’t blame her.

I wonder if she has lived a good life.  And when I get to that point, will I feel that I have done the same.

Posted in A Day in the Life, Getting Old | 6 Comments »

On Slow Food

Posted by blissandvinegar on July 2, 2007

“…1,500 of the 7,000 varieties of fruit that we have in Italy will disappear over the next four to five years…   in today’s world a mere thirty plants meet 95% of food needs, and this is an extremely serious matter:  it means that the level of genetic erosion is very high and is progressing…   every six hours another plant disappears.”

-Carmine Nardone, member of the Agriculture Commission of the Italian Parliament

These unimaginable facts support the first of three goals of the Slow Food movement:  Defense of Biodiversity.  Supporters of the movement seek to promote the enjoyment of excellent food and drink while at the same time saving traditional grains, fruits, vegetables, animal breeds and other food products that are disappearing, thanks to big agribusiness and convenience foods.

Who doesn’t want excellent food and drink?  Especially if you can save a disappearing plant at the same time.

Formed in Italy in 1986 as Arcigola, the forerunner to the international Slow Food movement, their manifesto was signed in 1989.  One notable quote from that important document:

“We are enslaved by speed and have all succumbed to the same insidious virus: ‘Fast Life’, which disrupts our habits, pervades the privacy of our homes and forces us to eat ‘Fast Foods’.”

(A McDonald’s had just opened their orange and yellow doors in Rome’s famous Piazza di Spagna.)

It goes on to say “…our defense should begin at the table with ‘Slow Food’.

In addition to defense of biodiversity, this movement has two other primary missions.

The First: Spreading taste education by helping people rediscover the joys of eating and teaching them to understand and care about where their foods came from and how they were made. 

The Second: Linking producers and co-producers through events both locally and internationally, where consumers can also be connected with high quality, artisanal products to which they would not normally have access.

Some Slow Food trivia:  Did you know that ‘wild rice’ isn’t actually a rice?

It’s the seed of an aquatic grass, Zizania aquatica.  It grows wild (wow, imagine that!) along lakesides and rivers in Minnesota, Wisconsin, and parts of Canada.  True wild rice is grown naturally, harvested by canoe-paddling Native Americans, and then hand-parched over a wood fire. 

Sounds very different from the wild rice I buy, which is machine-cultivated, machine-harvested, and machine-parched, then sold in machine-sealed plastic bags in my local American grocery store.

I found out about Slow Food quite by accident.  Research for an infant gourmet foods company led me to Slow Food Dallas, the local convivium in my area.  Then, I saw an episode of Todd English’s public television series, Food Trip with Todd English.  The show traveled across Italy, visiting local food producers who still did things the ‘Slow Food’ way.  (P.S. ladies, Todd English is cute and he cooks.)

I plan to support the movement, but I have to confess it will take time for me to understand how to move more slowly and spend more money on better food.  Maybe a twelve step program is in order.

Posted in Cooking, Italy, Slow Food | 8 Comments »