This is a 4-month-old McDonalds burger.
Shri, owner of Bliss Yoga, purchased it and put it on display, in this nice cake holder, at the studio entrance.
The burger is looking young and fine. Maybe a bit dry.
The bread has not changed at all. No mold, nothing. What this bun is made of, I have no idea. All I know is that when I make my own bread, or buy fresh Pita bread at Grassroots Natural Market, it goes moldy in a few days.
Looks like McDonalds has found the secret to longevity.
2/28/11
Why I climb.
I climb because it gets me out of my element. I have to completely give up control, and put my life in the hands of someone whom I must totally trust.
In order to climb, I also need to accept that I must assume responsibility for myself and my body. I have to keep moving, and must continue to direct my feet, hands and body no matter how scared, nervous, tired, thirsty and/or hungry I may be. Climbing is not a jolly ride through the meadows. When you climb, you do the work and make it happen for yourself; you become alive with the beautiful nature around you.
On Feb. 20, I did my very first alpine climb. I started to climb with Stephen Koch, with whom I have learned from how to tie a figure 8 knot and rock climb, to how to self arrest and negotiate different kinds of ice. How to pack a bag, what to bring, how to train and mentally prepare for it. I felt confident that I could handle whatever came my way, since I had already a few rock and ice climbs under my belt, and knew more or less what to expect. Or so I thought.
We hiked for 2 hours to reach a frozen lake, which we crossed, and then went through a snowy boulder field to approach the gully which we were going to climb. It was cold, but I was comfortable. I had done all of those types of hiking before, so it did not seem like a big deal. The ice field (lake) was a first, but it was so beautiful, I was excited to be on it.
Finally we reached the gully. We put on our crampons, harnesses and helmets on, roped up, and started our accent. It was cold, so we were both climbing with our down jackets.
I felt comfortable with the ice, but was not prepared for the cold, wind and snow that constantly blew on my face. I hurt, and it went on for so long that later that night, and even today, when I'd close my eyes I'd see and feel the snow coming at my face. My hands became cold, my feet became cold. I wasn't so comfortable anymore. I had to stop to swing my feet to warm them up so my toes would not get frost bite, and had to swing my hands constantly. I had to swing hands and feet during other ice climbs, so it felt familiar to me. But the incessant snow and wind was definitely a new challenge, and really started to get to my spirit.
I guess when people talk about exposure to the elements, that is what they are referring to. Climbing in itself, yes, challenge, workout, some risk of banging yourself here and there, but safe and fun. The elements, on the other hand, added a whole new dimension to the challenge. I kept on looking up and thinking "that is it, that is the end, there is beautiful clear ice at the top, there is sun at the top". But the higher I went, the colder it got, and the wind would just not let up. It came from under me, and blew up into my face and made it difficult to lift my head to look where I was going. I had to keep hiding my face from the blows of snowy wind I kept getting. All of a sudden, even a task as easy as unscrewing an ice screw that Stephen had put in to hold us in the ledge of a pitch became so difficult that I just started to cry. My fingers were cold, I had a hard time clipping the biners to my harness, I was by myself. Well, I think the crying lasted about 5 seconds. It let out desperation and frustration yes, but it did not do much else. It didn't get me warmer, or out of there either upwards or downwards. So I made the decision to stop crying, leave the damn biner there with my fear, and continue upwards with the rest of the biners and guts I did have. Call it getting angry, or guts, or determination, I was just happy to have made the decision to keep going. And finish.
So I did get to the top, and was exhilarated. But I quickly realized that the top was not what I expected it would be. I had painted this whole picture in my head, full of details and colors; I had this idea that I'd finally see a little warm sun at the top, and that we would just hike (waltz) down the mountain. Well, the reality was that the wind was only stronger at the top, there was no sun, and I was cold.
My mind then became tired, and I just wanted it to be over. I did not feel like eating, the food was freezing, and I had to force myself to eat it. Even the mini Snicker bars, my little consolation prize, were frozen solid, or at least they felt like it- I guess my face was cold enough that my jaws weren't working too well. My knees were shaking, and for the first time my whole body felt cold, which is not a good feeling. But at least, I told myself, we will now start descending, walking and getting warmer. I can walk, I am ok.
We start walking, and the snow is waist deep. It took so much energy to take a step, I started to lose my spirit. The interesting thing is, Stephen only became more alive, and in the moment. He quickly decided that walking in waist-deep snow wasn't going to cut it, got the ropes out, and got us ready to rappel down. I remembered a good friend of mine telling me how terrified she was of rappelling, and could only smile inside as I realized why. I was rappelling either on icy and slippery rock, or on deep snow where I kept sinking. I had a hard time controlling where I was going. My heart was thumping, I felt nauseous and cold. I thought "forget about rappelling on my feet, I am tired and I'm just going to slide on my side". Quickly realized I was just going to get banged up on the rock. I just had to tell myself: "stand up in your feet, keep going".
I was afraid of being stuck in the mountain overnight. I don't know why that was the only thought crossing my mind (maybe I've watched too many movies), but I had to negotiate it by telling myself "ok, we are half the way down; ok I see the boulder field now; ok we see the lake now". One step at a time, focusing on one goal at a time. That helped.
But not for long. Every time I thought we were done, I was still just as cold, facing yet another new challenge. We had to slide down on our butts, following the paths that the mounds of snow formed when pushed down by our weigh, but having to control the fall to be able to stop and not go over and land my face on a rock or branch. Then a bit of down climbing on icy rock. Then snow-covered boulders, which scared me with the big black holes in between them. Every time I'd groan, only to instantly realize it was just a waste of breath, because after every groan I still had to figure out where to put my hands and feet, and keep moving. I guess it was always the result of thinking and expecting: "I'm done", instead of just watching for the next step, and changing my head conversation to "what now?" Keeping my head clear.
We finally got to the lake. There I slipped and fell. I felt incredibly nauseous, and that I was going to collapse. But again, that did nothing good for me, so I just had to acknowledge the thought, and keep putting one foot over the other until I finished crossing the damn lake.
It was now dark. But we were on land! And finally hiking! I needed to pee, I was tired, I was hungry. But I had hiked in the dark before, so I felt confident again in something familiar.
That is when you realize how much is just in your head; how you choose to see a situation, and what your mantra is. When I thought I'd be done, I had the energy to walk in the dark for another 2 hours."This is ok", and it was ok. "I will do it, one step at a time" and I did it.
That is when you realize how much is just in your head; how you choose to see a situation, and what your mantra is. When I thought I'd be done, I had the energy to walk in the dark for another 2 hours."This is ok", and it was ok. "I will do it, one step at a time" and I did it.
I feel now so incredibly happy and empowered about what I accomplished. All the thoughts, realizations, actions. They made me stronger in my head, and more confident and at peace with myself. It's a great state of mind to be in. Let go, and be in the moment. That is why I climb.
2/24/11
Eucalyptus Oil
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| The ''treatment'' |
She put water to boil, put it on a bowl, and added a few drops of Eucalyptus Oil. Next, she had me lean over the bowl, put a towel over my head, and had me breathe in the vapors from the hot water with the Eucalyptus essential oil.
To my surprise, it really did clear my nose, nostrils, sinus... and head. It was a nice feeling. I was able to breathe clearly, and have a great night of sleep- I think the vodka helped as well, but that is another story. Back in Jacksonville, I was able to find the Essential Oil of Eucalyptus at Grassroots Natural Market. Definitely a must-have for the family.
2/11/11
E. Coli
Here are several links with information on E. Coli that I found on the NY Times the past 2 years. I decided to post them after a good friend found out, last week, that she had E.Coli.
- The Burger That Shattered Her Life
- Safety of Beef Processing Method is Questioned
- In E. Coli Fight, Some Strains Are Largely Ignored
- Tainted Lettuce Linked to Illness in Three States
- Sample of Nestlé Cookie Dough Has E. Coli Bacteria
- E. Coli Outbreak Traced to Company That Halted Testing of Ground Beef Trimmings
- E. Coli Kills 2 and Sickens Many; Focus Is on Beef
- To Fill Food Safety Gap, Processors Pay Inspectors
2/6/11
New Digs in Town
INTUITION is a new micro-brewery in town. They produce great beer that is made with high-quality ingredients. Their taproom has no food, and close at 11 sharp; but if you get there early enough, you can catch the pizza-dude outside, and get a great wood-fired, clay-oven-made pizza to go with your beer. Intuition's IPA is incredible, and so is their People's Pale Ale.
New Digs in Town
PULP is a new coffee shop in San Marco. They serve organic frozen yogurt; real yogurt, as opposed to the corn-syrupy stuff they serve at ''Mochi'', ''Yobe'', ''TCBY"... Pulp's frozen yogurt, as well as its smoothies, are made from real ingredients.
I go there for their coffee, which is organic and locally roasted by Sweetwater. You can get it drip, or French pressed. Most importantly, each cup is made to order, and does not sit in an urn. You can have organic milk with it- whole, 2%, skim, heated or cold, at the same price- as opposed to Starbucks, where not only you have to call a small a ''tall'', but where, when you ask for warm milk so your coffee doesn't turn cold, they call it a ''misto'' and charge you double the price for it. At night, you can also opt for a glass of wine, or beer. Great place to hang out- anytime.
2/2/11
Habits That Matter More Than Recycling
By Mat McDermott, Planet Green
Drink Less Bottled Water = 2.6 Tons CO2
You’ve probably heard it dozens of times, you really should be avoiding bottled water. It uses figurative tons of resources to bottle and ship to you, and much of the time (at least in the developed world) is no more pure than the water coming out of your tap. Even if you regularly drink tap water there’s probably some time when you’ve forgotten your water bottle, or the tap water isn’t exactly palatable, whatever. So you reluctantly buy a bottle of water. But oh how fast those emissions add up! Even if you only do this once per month, over the year you’ve just emitted 2.6 tons of CO2 into the atmosphere. Twice as much as you’ve saved by recycling. So, really make the effort and reduce your bottled water consumption
Wash Your Clothes in Cold Water & Air Dry Them = 1 Ton CO2Another perennial favorite suggestion on Planet Green that really works: Wash in cold water and air dry. There are plenty of detergents now that work as well in cold water as they do in hot, and even in the middle of winter shirts dry in a couple of hours on an indoor drying rack (or in the case of my shirts, as I write this, on my shower curtain rod). How much will you save by a very slight tweak in your laundering routine? You guessed it: As much as recycling your paper, plastic and metal for an entire year.
2/1/11
GMO JOB
In a stunning reversal, USDA chief Vilsack greenlights Monsanto’s alfalfa
BY Tom Philpott
27 JAN 2011 2:18 PM
Government regulation of corporate practices has apparently been much on President Obama's mind lately. He recent penned a Wall Street Journal op-ed vowing to review federal regulations to make sure they weren't too onerous on business. In his State of the Union address Tuesday night, he illustrated his concern about the complexity of federal regulation by pointing out that two different agencies regulate wild salmon. "And when it's smoked, I understand it gets really complicated," he added. Ha, ha.
In other words, Obama is trying to establish himself as an eminently reasonable, pro-business sort of president -- you know, not the sort of fellow who would let things like the Wall Street banking meltdown, the Upper Big Branch coal-mine disaster, the BP oil spill, or any other notorious lapse in government oversight stand in the way of the business of doing business.
Obama's instantly famous "salmon joke" has me looking into how the government regulates salmon farms -- those vast factory-style pens concentrated mostly off the coast of Washington state. I'm not done with research and won't be until next week, as I'm preparing for a trip tomorrow to California to speak at theEdible Communities conference in Santa Barbara. The initial results of my research: government oversight of salmon farms consists mainly of encouraging them to produce as much salmon as possible.
This afternoon, my farmed-salmon research and trip prep were rudely interrupted by an unexpected regulation-related announcement: the USDA has decided to approve the use genetically modified alfalfa without any restriction.
The decision marks a sharp reversal: USDA chief Tom Vilsack had hinted strongly that he would place geographic restrictions on the growing of GMO alfalfa, to protect organic alfalfa growers from the threat of GMO contamination. He even floated a fancy name for the policy: "coexistence," as in GMO crops and organic crops all just getting along. Even such a relatively mild restrictive policy would have broken with the longstanding USDA practice of giving GMOs a free pass.
Food-industry critics applauded. "I see real progress here," NYU professor Marion Nestle wrote at The Atlantic. "At least -- and at last -- USDA recognizes the threat of GM agriculture to organic production." She declared Vilsack's even considering restrictions a "breakthrough." The biotech industry, meanwhile, reacted to the specter of regulation of a GMO crop with fury, backed up by farm-state senators.
Thursday's announcement marks a complete USDA cave-in to the biotech industry's demands, and yet more evidence that Obama wants to be seen as a friend to powerful business interests -- at the expense of smaller, less powerful interests like organic alfalfa and dairy growers, and, in this case, of the public interest.
Because I'm strapped for time, I'm dropping take on GMO alfalfa from a few weeks ago, in which I argue that the stuff should be banned outright:
The industry is demanding that the USDA allow unrestricted planting of the alfalfa, which mainly serves as feed for cows. Alfalfa represents a lucrative opportunity for Monsanto, because it's a massive crop, covering about 20 million acres, about 7 percent of U.S. cropland.Yet there are a couple of glaring problems. Alfalfa is a prolific pollinator, meaning that GM alfalfa can easily cross-breed with non-GM alfalfa. If organic producers find their crop contaminated with GM material, they risk losing their organic certification and, likely, their livelihoods. The organic dairy industry, which relies on a steady supply of organic alfalfa, would also be imperiled.The second problem is so-called "superweeds" -- weeds that develop resistance to Roundup, Monsanto's flagship herbicide. Such weeds are already rampant in the South, where Monsanto's Roundup Ready cotton holds sway, and are moving into the Corn Belt, which is blanketed by the tens of millions of acres with the agrichemical giant's corn and soy seeds. The rise of superweeds is unleashing a virtual monsoon of dodgy poison cocktails onto affected farmland.Do we really want to subject organic growers and dairies to possible contamination and loss of their livelihoods, plus risk unleashing superweeds on another 20 million acres?
Evidently, for Vilsack, the answer is yes.
It's worth checking out this recent Food & Water Watch report on the gusher of cash the biotech industry spends on D.C. lobbying. The industry spent more than a half billion dollars on lobbying between 1999 and 2009, FWW reports. In 2009 alone, the GMO giants dropped a cool $71 million pushing its agenda. It's also worth noting the number of Monsanto-related people now working in key policy positions in the USDA.
Tom Philpott is Grist’s senior food and agriculture writer.
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