National Sandwich Day! (Where’s the Jam?!?)
James Harrison, New Statesman: The Foodbank Dilemma:
“…A young clean-shaven man leads an older, grey-haired, battered-by-life-version-of-himself to where Tony stands. Tony greets them kindly and asks the younger man who referred them to the food bank. There’s a moment of startled silence. Then the younger man says gruffly, “It’s not for me, it’s for my dad”, and looks down at the floor. The colour flushing his face makes clear his embarrassment…”
“…School holidays are the hardest time because you have to feed your children three times a day. That’s why I am coming here now…”
“…Normally I eat porridge in the morning to fill myself up and then often I don’t eat at all myself in the evenings. But today is the start of the kids’ holidays and so they don’t get the school meals, they have to eat all their food at home and I just can’t manage…”
“…Not having enough food is a very private issue…It is an issue of private shame. People eat mostly within the home, and so what people eat, and the ways in which it is inadequate, people keep to themselves. And it is an issue of private suffering. If you are not getting enough food, or the right kind of food, you absorb the misery yourself. The cost is embodied by you. It is your body that becomes unhealthy…”
“…people turned to food aid as “a strategy of last resort”, when they have exhausted all other possibilities, including cutting back on food and turning to family and friends. No one I met used a foodbank lightly. Louise had been skipping dinners for months before she went to Coventry Foodbank. She finally attended so she could feed her children during the school holiday…”
“…I saw a young woman break down into floods of tears when the food was brought out. She was overwhelmed by the idea that she could feed her family properly that night…”
“…Another man, too shy to talk to me, told the volunteers he had walked miles across the city to get a referral and then a few miles more for his food that afternoon. He didn’t have enough money for the bus fare. He sat, exhausted, cradling a cup of tea, rocking backwards and forwards, before making the same trip home again. This time laden down with his bags of food…”
“…I am down to the last pound or so on my electricity card and I am really starting to worry about that. And so I have been going to bed really hungry for a week or so. It’s my second trip. I was really worried about coming the first time. I was ashamed, but everyone has made me feel so welcome, and told me not to worry. This time I feel more comfortable. I hope my benefit issues will get sorted out soon so I don’t have to come again…”
Read full article here: The Foodbank Dilemma:
Image Credit: shescribes.com
White cheddar macaroni and grilled cheese sandwich with crispy parmesan crust. With bacon. YOWZA!
(Reader Note: One slight omission. This happens to be a “cannibas infused” white cheddar mararoni and grilled cheese sandwich. We going drug-free-commando here.)
Pamela Druckerman interviews Walter Mischel, a professor of psychology at Columbia, in Learning How to Exert Self-Control:
…Self-control can be taught. Grown-ups can use it to tackle the burning issues of modern middle-class life: how to go to bed earlier, not check email obsessively, stop yelling at our children and spouses, and eat less bread. Poor kids need self-control skills if they’re going to catch up at school.
…Adults can use similar methods of distraction and distancing, he says. Don’t eye the basket of bread; just take it off the table. In moments of emotional distress, imagine that you’re viewing yourself from outside, or consider what someone else would do in your place. When a waiter offers chocolate mousse, imagine that a cockroach has just crawled across it. “If you change how you think about it, its impact on what you feel and do changes,” Mr. Mischel writes.
…He explains that there are two warring parts of the brain: a hot part demanding immediate gratification (the limbic system), and a cool, goal-oriented part (the prefrontal cortex). The secret of self-control, he says, is to train the prefrontal cortex to kick in first.
…Self-control alone doesn’t guarantee success. People also need a “burning goal” that gives them a reason to activate these skills
Read the rest of Druckerman’s column here: Learning How to Exert Self-Control
Find Mischel’s new book at Amazon here: The Marshmellow Test: Mastering Self-Control.
Image Source: Foodspotting
Double Chocolate Pancakes. That’s right. That’s what we’re talkin’ about.
Creator: Angie Dudley, a.k.a Bakerella, is the author of the New York Times best-selling book Cake Pops and creator of Bakerella.com. Check out her recipe here: Cocoa Nuts! Make Bakerella’s Double Chocolate Pancakes.
From Humingbird High in Portland Oregon:
Sweet Cream Biscuits with Plum Jam and Earl Grey Whipped Cream
Find recipe and additional pictures here.
Source: Steps on My Sunlight Floor
Lori shared this link with me yesterday from Kitchentreaty.com.
Next to more pasta, that’s all I’ve been able to think about for the last 24 hours.
It’s Sea Salt & Honey Ice Cream.
Wait. There’s more.
THERE’S NO ICE CREAM MACHINE NEEDED.
A hearty thank you to my blogger friends for baiting the circus monkey.
For recipe and more amazing pictures, hit this link at Kitchentreaty.com.
Credits: Image – Jaimejustelaphoto. Blog Title: Mikhail Gorbachev (Russian President of the Soviet Union (1985-91)
Ham & Cheese Omelette
Bagel w Cream Cheese
Cheesy scrambled eggs
Cheddar Cheese Scones
Grilled Cheese Sandwich
Triple Cheese Pizza
Macaroni & Cheese
Crackers & Cheese
Cheesy Scalloped Potatoes
Cheesy Broccoli & Cheddar Soup
Parmesan cheese on all things pasta
I need to get something to eat…
Source: Living in Maine
Poached Pears in Vanilla Sage Wine Sauce. Recipe and more amazing photos @ Today’s Nest.
Maranatha Dark Chocolate Almond Butter
Homemade Maple Sea Salt Pistachio Butter
Check out the recipe and more photographs here.
Source: Fit Foodie Finds
Drip Maple is a small Canadian Syrup company. “In the cold North, we’re born to appreciate the small things. With the short few months of summer fleeting, we have a long & cozy hibernation to enjoy the simple pleasures of Mother Nature. Maple is our choice and we have scoured the land to bring you the very best certified organic & delectably delicious maple syrup possible.”
And DON’T MISS this clip…mouth watering.
Image and idea Source: swissmiss
It’s Saturday, late afternoon.
Dinner out? Or eat in?
I take inventory of the fridge. Eyes pan from the top shelf to bottom. Not feeling it here.
I take inventory: Sweat pants. Shower-less. Shave-less. Matted hair.
I grab a pencil to scribble out my wish list. I’m about to hand it off.
No chance. You’re coming.
I’m not listening to you complain that I didn’t get you what you wanted.
Oh, come on.
The K’s are in the car.
You could have put a hat on.
I could have stayed home.
Source: Sensual Starfish
Image Credit. (I learned this morning that this cute critter is a “Sugar Glider” from the possum family. It is native to Australia. It’s name comes from its love of sugary nectarous foods (no wonder I was drawn to it) and its ability to glide through the air, much like a flying squirrel.
BBQ Turkey Sandwich.
DK & RK Certified as deliciousness.
Made to instructions without deviation.
Killer French Toast:
Love French Toast. Check.
Love Sandwiches. Check.
Love Syrup. Check.
Love Marmalade.* Check. Check.
Love Cream Cheese. CHECK.
Love Sweet. Check.
Love Savory. Check.
Love Sweet & Savory. Check. Check.
DK Rating: 10.
Find recipe below: [Read more…]
A clip that takes us to the hills in Tuscany with the Pedrini Family.
Good Sunday Morning.
Related Post: Sunday Morning: 10 Things We Love About Italy
I don’t know why I’m posting clips about food at 6am. Not helpful for my Biggest Loser Challenge. But this, THIS, was amazing. Enjoy.
Good Sunday Morning.
Salivating…and if this wasn’t enough for you – check out Fabio’s Popcorn with Parmesan & Pancetta. Mouthwatering!
Rush jobs. Corners cut. One constant in 30 years, disappointment.
A handful of notables come to mind. So few, I can picture the craftsman. I can picture the chair. Here the tired and the scuffed are healed to a high gloss sheen.
It’s rare. 1%.
Lambert-St. Louis International Airport.
Kloten Airport in Zurich.
Allen Edmonds, Port Washington, Wisconsin.
And, Grand Central.
Her country of origin? My best guess. Guatemala. Age? Impossible to gauge. Hunched over. Plump. Hands tough, cracked. Brown skin is smooth, free of pock marks. Hair pulled back. Green smock. I’ll say mid-50’s. But a hard 50.
I wait for her to be done with another customer. The other shoe shiners, all men, smirk. I turn away, anger surges. Clench my fist. [Read more…]
…and when trying their recipes
one is left with an unforgettable taste
Yes, that’s it. Exactly what I taste when eating Mexican food.
Related Post: Eat
My post this morning listed 14 SuperFoods to extend your life – – what heroic intentions. And now, we’ve reverted to this. 90 seconds of awesomeness. Now we’re talkin’…
DK Foodie Rating: 4.5 out of 5. (Discount for inability to taste and smell)
Kick off pre-game with Stuffed Cheesy Bread:
After a tough day like today, GIVE it to me.
Roll it in front of me.
Give me a stick of butter, a salt shaker and a fork.
And stand back.
I need ten minutes of quiet time…with me and my pasta.
Image Source: anarchy camp
Source: Thank you headlikeanorange
“I talk about love, forgiveness, social justice; I rage against American materialism in the name of altruism, but have I even controlled my own heart? The overwhelming majority of time I spend thinking about myself, pleasing myself, reassuring myself, and when I am done there is nothing to spare for the needy. Six billion people live in this world, and I can only muster thoughts for one. Me.”
~ Donald Miller, Blue Like Jazz
Go without a coat; find out what cold is. Go hungry; keep your existence lean. Wear away the fat, get down to the lean tissue and see what it’s all about. The only time you define your character is when you go without. In times of hardship, you find out what you’re made of and what you’re capable of. If you’re never tested, you’ll never define your character.
~ Henry Rollins