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Saturday, April 25, 2020

Life-Enhancing Mineral-Rich Green Juice

Siri... can you make me a green juice?
If only.

"A healthy outside starts from the inside." —Robert Urich

Around this time of year I begin juicing and then inevitably stop when autumn starts to slip into winter. I just can't maintain the enthusiasm to juice through the cold months, but when the sun starts to rise early, and the birds begin chirping before dawn, my yearning for green juice returns once more.
   "Mmmmmm, fresh mowed grass," my husband says as a repetitive quip when I hand him a glass of freshly juiced greens. Jay's sarcasm is not entirely unwarranted. Green juice does indeed taste like summer in a glass. For Jay, drinking green juice is a bit like taking a dose of medicine. Being a former Marine, Jay doesn't need to enjoy the green juice to consume it. He just drinks it like a man. #truegrit
   I don't mind the flavor of this slightly spicy tasting green juice. Some over-the-counter green juices are actually high in sugar. To avoid spiking insulin levels I opt to eliminate sweet fruit from the ingredients mix. No apples for moi. If you must add a sweet fruit or vegetable, keep the addition to one serving. Full disclosure, I usually add a small to medium sized carrot.

These are all the veggies that go into a 16-ounce serving. 
My obstacle to juicing is not the flavor, but is related to actually doing the work to make the juice. When I'm organized it takes about twenty minutes to produce 32 ounces, which for us is two servings but for others this amount could comfortably serve a family of four. When I'm not organized it takes about 30 minutes from start to finish and another 5 minutes to clean the juicer's parts.
   A heavy duty Champion masticating juicer has a permanent home on my kitchen counter, whether I juice regularly or not. The appliance weighs 23 pounds so lugging it around to store it between uses doesn't make sense for me. The beast of an appliance stands as a steadfast reminder of what I should be doing when I'm not. Similarly the weight bench in the garage is a constant visual prompt that I should be exercising when I'm not. I always get back around to using both but staying with a routine is clearly a challenge for me.
   The masticating juicer produces more nutritious juice because it does a better job of breaking down the fiber of the vegetables. The Champion both cuts and grinds. The juice produced by a masticating juicer has a longer shelf life of up to 48 hours because the Champion does not build up heat while it does its job. With that being said, I tend not to store the juice. My goal is to consume it within 30 minutes of making it. And, I don't simply drink my juice, I chew it, and swoosh it around in my mouth because many of the enzymes present in the juice are activated by saliva. To learn more, check out this Tedx Talk, Chew Your Juice.

All set-up and ready to juice. 
Finally, you'll want to drink green juice on an empty stomach for maximum benefit and easy digestion (code for not blowing a bunch of gas). I prefer mine as a first meal of the day after enjoying my morning coffee. I add collagen protein and a little half and half to my coffee, which sustains me for awhile. If that doesn't quite work for you and your schedule, the next best thing is waiting a minimum of two hours after a meal to drink a glass of green juice. I find the juice filling but if that's not the case for you, drink your juice then wait twenty minutes before eating whatever's next on the daily menu.

I'm just dropping this image here 'cause the butterfly is pretty and it matches the color theme.
Life-Enhancing Mineral-Rich Green Juice

Wednesday, November 1, 2017

El Día de los Muertos and Juliette's Tamari Pepitas

By Linda and Michelle

"After all, to the well-organized mind, death is but the next great adventure."  —J.K. Rowling                                
El Día de los Meurtos celebration in Petaluma, California. 
 By Linda
   
November 1, 2015—I thought it only fitting that I start to tell the story of my breast cancer journey-battle on this—El Día de los Muertos—the day celebrated throughout Latin America as the day the the veils of the world thin, allowing the worlds of the living and the dead to interact for a short time. This day is thought to be the time in which one just might be able to connect with those loved ones that have now passed through this realm and on to the next. We sisters have celebrated the holiday with gusto and reverence for many years now. 
   Each year we devote a Salvation Sisters' blog post to an aspect of the holiday. My sister Juliette outdid herself this year, by creating an amazing sugar skull that was featured on the current issue of Edible Baja—a regional magazine in Southern Arizona where my sisters both reside. Although I just remembered that I am forgetting about the year that she handmade such an amazing community altar to honor our sister Maria who died of a cerebral aneurysm at the age of 31 in 1992, leaving two young daughters behind. The Red Cross asked if they could take Maria's altar on a tour of the United States as part of a program to educate the public at large just how valuable it is to be an organ donor. Our sister's body helped over 300 recipient families to have better lives with the donation of her organs, bone and tissues.

Even celebrations of the macabre need sweet treats. 
   In my 58 years on this planet, I have experienced the death and disappearance of many that I have loved dearly. My beloved grandmother Maxine, my sister Maria and my son Joshua have all departed this Earth plane for the realm of the spirit, and each has moved on to the next great adventure. In reflection I should add that I feel it is significant in my present circumstances that I have been abandoned by several lovers—traumatic events that each left me feeling bereft, scarred and alone. They had all been relationships that I was convinced would stand the test of time, and yet they did not. In contrast though, I have known great and lasting love—a life-long bond with my remaining two sisters, Juliette and Michelle, both of whom have provided me with a solid connectedness—firmly anchoring me with the living.
   As I begin to write on this holy day, I wonder if I will have departed planet Earth for the next realm by this time next year? There is really no way to know, but I have already begun in earnest to try and wrest the reigns from death, and stay here among the living for awhile longer.
   I walked downtown this afternoon for a pedicure, thinking that I would not go this year to the procession for El Día de los Muertos—too macabre even by my liberal sensibilities. For the last seven months I have thought about death a considerable amount—an inordinate amount even. Enough already, I said to myself this weekend, no more dwelling on death and dying, and yet when I turned the corner onto Kentucky Street which bisects the historic downtown of Petaluma, I was greeted with a Mexican Día de los Muertos street festival in full swing, and I had to laugh, the joke being on me.
   "Welcome to the Día de los Muertos Celebration of 2015, Linda. It's quite possible that you might be the honored ancestor at next year's festivities." I said to myself.
   I can only describe it as a very sobering experience. However I did not weep, nor did I not feel sorry for myself. Instead I did what I am sure I will be doing until I draw my last breaths, or am just too weak to put the viewfinder to my eye—I pulled out my camera and started shooting.

Linda captured these photos in 2015 in Petaluma, CA.

My daughter Maddie is proud of her Auntie Juliette for making
 the sugar skull featured on the October 2015 cover of Edible Baja Magazine.
Three skeletons and a selfie-stick at the All Souls Procession 2016 in Tucson, Arizona.
By Michelle

   Last November my sister Juliette, her daughter Sonora and I attended the All Souls Procession in Tucson like we have in year's past. Linda had been living in Tucson with my husband and me since April of 2016. After enduring both chemotherapy and radiation, and almost dying, she had regained her mobility and was getting out and about with the aid of a walker. The oncologist advised that while Linda's breast cancer was not curable, it was treatable, and that the "virgin" cancer cells might take a wollup of a beating after meeting chemotherapy for the first time. As the saying goes, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. After receiving treatment in February and March at UCSF, before moving to Tucson, Linda did rally over the summer months and steadily improved, albeit temporarily.


   In September, Linda was dealt an emotional blow when a brain MRI revealed multiple small tumors. With this gloomy news, Linda could not bring herself to attend the All Souls Procession, suddenly developing an aversion to a celebration that was once near and dear to her heart. When pressed on why she didn't want to attend, Linda snapped, "You wouldn't enjoy either if you were dying."
   Juliette replied, "That's the point, none of us know when our number is up. Día de los Muertos is about paying our respects to our loved ones that have died." They're dead. You're alive. Let's go remember them, together, while we still can. Then, that was that. There wasn't any more conversation about it. We went, Linda didn't.



  The irony is that Juliette, Sonora and I totally missed the procession. The three of us met in the late afternoon to mill around the starting point for the Procession. We wanted to see how participants were dressed and the late afternoon light afforded me the opportunity to take about a million photos without having to attach a flash to my camera. 
   The three of us eventually got hungry so we wandered around until we found a restaurant to get a bite to eat. We found a nice place to sit outdoors on a patio under a large tree that shielded us from the late afternoon sun. We ordered food to share from a food truck parked in the beer garden. One thing lead to another, one topic of conversation flowed into another, and by the time we picked ourselves up and walked to a nearby street on the parade's route, we discovered much to our chagrin (and embarrassment) that the Procession had already passed by.


Top photos, Juliette and daughter, Sonora. Bottom photo, Sonora and me.
Juliette decorated hats for herself and me to wear specifically for the Procession. 
   Not wanting the evening to end too quickly, we walked to Hotel Congress, which has been a popular destination in downtown Tucson since 1919. We were lucky, once again, to find seats on the outdoor patio under a large, beautiful tree with sprawling limbs. A talented band was playing for our entertainment, so we happily ordered a round of cocktails and effortlessly picked back up our conversation. I can't imagine the weather being nicer anywhere in the world than a desert evening in Tucson in the first few days of November. The majority of the crowd was dressed for the Procession. Faces decorated as sugar skulls illuminated the night under the dim yellow-hued lights strung above the patio and swagged across tree limbs. 
   And while I may not have time this year, due to recovering from a surgery (yes, it has been quite the year), to make sugar skulls or throw a sugar skull decorating party or make Sonoran Hotdogs or Dead Man's Party Cookies, I will certainly without a doubt pay my respects to my all my loved ones, but especially to my dear sisters, Linda and Maria, whom have gone before me into the great beyond. I hope they will always feel my continuing love and devotion wherever they might be.


The scene on the outdoor patio at the Hotel Congress in downtown Tucson.

The hat Juliette decorated for me to wear at the Procession. 
Links:
Juliette's Sugar Skulls and Pumpkin Soup
El Día de los Muertos in Southern Arizona and Banana Salsa
El Día de los Muertos in Petaluma and Everyday Carnitas

Halloween Dead Man's Party Cookies (Traditional and Gluten-Free)

El Día de los Muertos in Tucson, Arizona: The All Souls Procession and Famous Sonoran Hot Dogs


The restaurants near the Procession route enjoy a brisk business in the late afternoon.

Juliette's Tamari Pepitas (Pumpkin Seeds)

Friday, November 6, 2015

Dr. Budwig's Power Muesli (Gluten-Free)

by Michelle

"But the harm done by eating the wrong kind of food fats has repercussions in all realms of life, including healthy mental and spiritual functioning. In our world, however, the choice of healthy food is one of the elementary aspects of our lives which we should organize as such. It is far more important than many people in the Western world are willing to admit." — Dr. Johanna Budwig

Dr. Johanna Budwig's Flax Oil and Cottage Cheese/Quark Muesli breakfast.
   My sister, Linda is always on the lookout for easy ways to pack more nutrition into her diet. In retrospect, Linda with her insatiable interest in herbal remedies and nourishing traditions, would have made an excellent naturopathic physician. With her extensive knowledge of herbs and vitamins, Linda has helped thousands of people through her work in retail to live healthier lifestyles and assisted them in finding information to help them treat a variety of ailments from the common cold to hot flashes to joint pain—just to name just a few.
    We sisters are tinkerers in the kitchen. My sister and I love to ferment vegetables and infuse alcohols and syrups with assorted ingredients including fruits and spices. Emulating our sister Juliette, we've worked extensively with sourdough over the years, learning the artisinal craft of naturally leavening and baking bread with a live culture. We have also applied that knowledge to making stellar homemade pizza. We've had forays into simple cheese-making. Juliette's pulled her own mozzarella cheese for a restaurant venture. And, we continue to experiment in the kitchen based upon our current interests. Still on my "culinary bucket list" is to try my hand at making vinegar, kombucha and kefir.
    Many years ago, Linda was the first person to share with me the health benefits of flaxseed oil. Much to my chagrin, I'm not good at taking daily vitamins, and it is a chore to figure out an acceptable way to down a couple tablespoons of flax oil. It's one of those things—I know I should do it, but it's really difficult for me to maintain, with any consistency, a specific vitamin and flax oil regimen. That is, until now.



   In mid October, I visited Linda over a long weekend so that we could jointly photograph our first wedding in Mill Valley, California. Regardless of our photography gig, I always do my best to visit Linda in October. Wine country in autumn is gorgeous and the weather is mild. Sonoma and Napa counties are beautiful any time of year, but particularly in October, when the countryside is really something to behold. The grape leaves are beginning to turn from green to molten hues of gold and red. Cows and sheep graze on the matted hay. The sky seems almost luminous. Pumpkins and pomegranates are stacked up at the farm stands. The oak trees stand majestic in the fields and are also clustered together across the rolling, golden hills.


   On the first morning during my visit, and every morning thereafter, Linda and Mark made me this nutrition packed breakfast, which was truly a revelation. I could happily consume a daily portion of flaxseed oil and ground flax in one serving and absolutely enjoy every bite. I found myself using my spoon to scrape up every last minuscule bits of muesli clinging to the bottom and sides of the bowl.
   If you dig into the benefits of flax, you will quickly learn from various internet searches that flax seeds, and the pressed oil, is high in Omega-3, Omega-6 and alpha-linolenic acid (ALA). Flax helps to treat hypertension, melanoma tumors, depression, liver disease, cholesterol, all types of cancer and inflammatory diseases. The more I have read about the benefits of flax, the more I am convinced I need to add the oil and ground seeds to my daily routine, either as a breakfast or an afternoon snack. And, believe me, this smooth, creamy concoction is no chore to eat. It's a nutritional powerhouse meal that you'll surely crave—just like I do.

Linda's scribbled notes to Mark providing the measurements to make Muesli for three servings. 
Dr. Budwig's Power Muesli (Gluten-Free)

   The originator of this recipe is Dr. Johanna Budwig (1908-2003), a German biochemist, pharmacist and author. According to Wikipedia, "She developed the Budwig protocol, a purported anti-cancer diet, in 1952." One of the cornerstones of the diet is this recipe. The technique of high-speed blending cottage cheese, or quark, or the combination of the two, with fresh flax oil enables the body to easily assimilate the mixture.
   Flax seeds and flax oil are highly perishable. Flax seeds must be consumed within 20 minutes after being ground. Flax oil must be purchased refrigerated and be kept under refrigeration. Only buy as much flax oil as you plan to consume in one week.
   To make homemade quark, Linda and I like to strain goat milk yogurt through a nut milk bag until all the whey is drained and yogurt condenses into a fresh goat cheese consistency. Linda wrote previously about the benefits of goat's milk in a post about Redwood Hill Farm and a related recipe for Goat's Milk Infant Formula. My husband and I bottle fed my daughter with homemade Goat's Milk Infant Formula after I could no longer breast feed her when I returned to work full-time and my milk dried up unexpectedly.
   The basic muesli formula is 2 parts cottage cheese/quark mixture to 1 part flax oil to 1 part flax seeds. It's easy to scale the recipe, as needed, to serve family and friends.


Ingredients:
32-oz (908g) container Redwood Hill Farm Plain Goat Milk Yogurt (to make a quark-type cheese)
organic cottage cheese, such as Nancy's
fresh, organic flax oil such as Barlean's (not high-lignan)
fresh flax seeds (we like the taste of Golden flax seeds the best)
a little goat's milk (preferred) or cow's milk to thin

Add-ins:
vanilla or almond extract
ground cinnamon or nutmeg
in season berries and fresh fruit such as apples, peaches, and pomegranate seeds
sugar-free fruit purees such as applesauce, pear butter, pumpkin, butternut squash
nuts, such as walnuts, hazelnuts and almonds (avoid legumes such as peanuts and cashews)
locally sourced honey or manuka honey from New Zealand

Tools:
stick blender
coffee grinder
Nut milk bag or cheesecloth and a sieve, if you plan on making quark

Prepare quark (goat yogurt cheese) by straining yogurt—what remains in the bowl is whey.
Procedure:
1. To make the quark, nest a sieve in a bowl with room in between for the whey to drain and collect. Line the strainer with cheesecloth, pour in the whole container of yogurt, cover and refrigerate for 24 hours. After 24 hours, transfer the quark to container with a lid and store in the refrigerator.


2. Prep fruits, by coring, peeling, and chopping, as needed.
3. In a prep bowl with high sides, add (per serving):

        3 tablespoons cottage cheese (or 1/4 cup cottage cheese if not using quark)
        1 tablespoon quark or goat yogurt cheese
        2 tablespoons flax oil

    With a stick blender, mix the three ingredients until completely emulsified. If the mixture is too thick, thin with a little milk (not water) until the mixture is the consistency of whipped cream. You should see no traces of oil. Keep blending until the oil is fully incorporated— this is key, so no shortcuts!


Stir in the ground flax seeds. Thin with milk, if needed.
4. Grind 2 tablespoons flax seeds in a coffee grinder until fine. Because flax seed meal spoils so quickly only grind the flax seeds just before eating and consume this meal within 20 minutes of preparing. Stir the ground flax seeds into the emulsified cottage cheese/quark/flax oil mixture. Add a 1/4 tsp of vanilla extract, almond extract, or extract of your choice and stir until completely blended. Thin the mix with a tablespoon or two of milk to thin if desired.
5. Transfer the mixture to a serving bowl or bowls, drizzle each serving with 1 teaspoon raw honey or manuka honey. Top with berries, prepped fruit, and sprinkle with nuts and ground spices, if desired.

Beautiful Sonoma County, California as seen from the car window traveling down the road.

Sunday, February 9, 2014

Heidrun Meadery, Sparkling Mead and Linda's Salted Honey Butter Popcorn

My Traveling Tales by Linda

"The years have passed like swift draughts of sweet mead in lofty halls beyond the West." 
                                                                 ~ From The Lord of the Rings by JRR Tolkien

Carly Verhey, Director of Sales and Hospitality, at Heidrun Meadery.
A beautiful tree-lined lane leads to the meadery.
The Heidrun Meadery tasting room is rustic and open air. 
I rejoiced at seeing the meadery keeps its own bees!
   Just a few days after Christmas this past year, I was scrolling through the feed on my facebook page early on Saturday morning, when I noticed a post from Taste Marin. Turns out that there is a meadery in Marin County. Who knew? I certainly did not, and I was instantly intrigued. Mead, in case you are hearing about it for the first time, is an ancient alcoholic beverage. Wine is made from grapes, and mead is made from honey. It is thought to be the ancestor of all fermented drinks with a history dating back to at least 2000 BC.
   Excited with my new discovery, I then called Heidrun Meadery to see if I could arrange for a tasting that very afternoon. There was indeed space available, and so just a few hours later on a sunny winter's day, Mark and I found ourselves traveling out on the back roads of Marin not too far from Point Reyes Station. We turned down a long tree-lined lane and followed the painted arrow to the meadery.




   We were greeted by a most lovely and engaging young woman named Carly, who is the Director of Sales and Hospitality. For the next hour she educated us about mead and the operations at Heidrun. Not only did we taste several kinds of mead and honey, but we were treated to a full tour of the facility and grounds. I was very excited to see the bee hives that we spotted as we drove into the property.
   One of the things that I love about tasting at small facilities (usually wineries), is that you often find people who are incredibly knowledgeable and passionate about their products. This was the case with Carly. Her enthusiasm for the mead, her knowledge of its history and how it is made at Heirdrun, was truly inspiring.

  
   The last time that I had mead was on a trip to Ireland in 1997. Our group attended a reenactment of a medieval dinner at Dunguaire Castle, and we all were poured a small cupful of mead, because this is the beverage that would have been served in the middle ages. It was sickly sweet and as I recall, I wasn't in a hurry to try it again soon. In contrast, Heidrun mead was a revelation. The nose of the mead is perfumed with honey and has floral notes, and this mead is also full of delicious bubbles, but it is dry with wild honey flavors that linger on the finish. It is made by using the French Méthode Champenoise, so the sugars are digested in the base wine, and then a second fermentation in the bottle creates the magnificent Champagne bubbles. This multi-step process, which takes four months from start to finish, produces a beautiful beverage that is brut dry and clean on the palate, while retaining flavorful honey notes on the finish. It is rich in aromatics and lightly-scented of orange blossoms, wild flowers or even carrot and avocado flowers, depending on the variety of honey that was used to make it.


    Gordon Hull is the proprietor at Heidrun. The meadery gets its name from Norse Mythology. Odin, according to legend, refused all food for fear of being poisoned by his enemies, and instead existed on mead produced by his magical goat named Heidrun. The business was launched over decade ago by Gordon in Arcata, but Hull desired to be closer to the Bay Area, and five years ago he purchased sixteen acres near Point Reyes and then relocated his family.
   This week when I was writing about our visit in December, Mark brought home the Winter 2013 issue of Flourish (a magazine devoted to sustainable living in California's North Bay), which just happens to have Gordon on its cover, and features a great article about Heidrun. I am attaching a link to the piece which is full of information and beautiful photos. To read the article click here.

Buckets of honey await transformation into mead.

   It takes a lot of honey to make even one bottle of mead (about a half pound). Which brings us to the very timely topic of bees and the frightening decline in bee populations worldwide. In case you have been living in a cave, and haven't heard about the plight of bees, they are dying off in massive numbers. Simply stated, they are in grave danger. It is referred to as colony collapse disorder in the scientific community. The consequences of colony collapse disorder are affecting us now, and Heidrun has had its own struggles with keeping its bee colonies alive and healthy. California, for example, did not have enough bees to pollinate its entire almond crop last year, resulting in an almond shortage. I have a two word solution to help the bees: Buy Organic! Pesticides and GMO proliferation are thought to be major contributors to the crisis.

Custom made fermenters. They are a smaller version of the kinds that are 
used in France for making Champagne.
Carly demonstrates for us how the honey is heated to a workable temp.
The honey is heated by the rod in the barrel. Our group tries a taste.


These boards are called "riddling racks" and they are part of the time-honored way 
that Champagne or sparkling beverages have been produced.


   After our tour of the warehouse, we walked outside and talked some more about bees. As previously stated, Heidrun has its own hives and beekeeper, Brad Albert. Some of the hives are kept in Bolinas and San Anselmo, as well as at the meadery, but Heidrun does not yet produce enough honey to make much mead from it. Carly did admit that keeping the bee colonies alive has been difficult. The aforementioned article in Flourish quotes Gordon saying that the heavy rains in the first years nearly wiped out the young colonies, and one morning this past October the bees had simply disappeared. Therefore the bulk of the honey used at Heidrun is sourced from other beekeepers in California, and to my surprise, quite a bit of the honey comes from Hawaii.

It was heartening to see busy bees working in the winter sunshine.
Carly fields questions from our group about the bees and honey.
   The land that Heidrun Meadery is on, was once part of the well-known Giacomini Dairy. I visited the Giacomini sisters at their dairy in Point Reyes last fall, where they make award winning cheese. I wrote about my visit in a post which we published last November. To read about my trip to Point Reyes Farmstead Cheese Company click here.

The Heidrun Meadery tasting room was once part of the Giacomini Dairy.

   Mark and I need more wine like Imelda Marcos needs more shoes, but we purchased six bottles of the delicious mead anyway. When we returned home, and I was doing some research for this post, I discovered that there is a renewed interest in mead across the country. According to an article that I found in the New York Times, there is a renaissance  in the making of mead.
   One of those purchased bottles of Heidrun sparkling mead made from California avocado blossom honey was sent to Michelle in Arizona, so that she, Jay and Maddie could taste it. I am sure they are going to love it as much as Mark and I do.
   To purchase mead or to go on your own tour at Heidrun, call the meadery. Tasting is by appointment.

Carly was a wonderful subject to photograph since she is so darn pretty. She was a 
really good sport about me clicking a camera in her face for an hour.



Linda's Salted Honey Butter Popcorn
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