Showing posts with label #new idea. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #new idea. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 25, 2023

What did you accomplish today?

 


Cookbook cover for the algorithms,
and, yea, to push my book at bit.
It's old but still good.

I am definitely an inheritor of the Puritan work ethic. When I was young, I frequently spent the night at the home of one of my best friends. Her mom was the church secretary, which may have accounted for this memory. But I remember that she would wake us in the morning by singsonging, “God has made another new day/Think! Shall we let it slip useless away?” Sixty-plus years later, I can still hear her voice, and I have a tendency at the end of the day to take stock, assess what I’ve accomplished. Some days it’s not encouraging.

Today I can report one big accomplishment: I had a new idea! You know the jokes about hot potatoes that are too hot to hold, so you toss them back and forth in your hands? That’s kind of how I am about this new idea. I don’t really know what it is, what to do with it, and so I am tossing it back and forth in my mind. I’ve been saying lately that I’m waiting for inspiration to strike, and I’ve had a couple of false starts. So, I’m not sure about this new idea, but it seems to have possibilities. No, I’m not telling what it is. I’m going to let it simmer in my brain. Hint: food imagery may give you a general idea.

Speaking of food, I got hooked on a website today that promised a list of things that are not good for you, particularly if you are elderly. I thought, okay, maybe twenty-five. I’ll read it and see how I do. And for the first twenty-five, I scored well—I think the only bad thing for me was hot dogs. I know they’re not good for you, and I don’t eat them often, but I do enjoy them. But the list went on forever—over 200 foods, so you know many of the things you eat every day were on the list. There were some surprises to me, and some cautions I won’t take too seriously—honey for sugar content, tuna for mercury, other canned fish like sardines for sodium. In many cases, whoever wrote this site (it came from Street Insider.com) was careful to balance the warnings with the advantages of some food. Sardines, for example, are high in protein and good fats.

I noticed some trends—if you don’t eat these foods every day, you’re probably okay. As the ancient Greeks tried to teach us, “Moderation in all things.” Another take-away: pesticides make many good-for-you foods a problem. Strawberries and tomatoes were on the list for that reason: their skins are so thin that pesticides penetrate into the meat inside. Leaf lettuce is also there, because it needs thorough washing to rid it of pesticides, dirt, and bacteria. I am as of now being fussier about buying organic vegetables. And third: prepared, pre-packed foods, from mixes to flavored chips to cake batter and icing, are a problem. I have long been an advocate of scratch cooking, so that didn’t bother me much.

Diet cola, American cheese slices, bacon, and commercial salad dressings are no surprise Do you know how easy it is to make salad dressings at home? But meat—just plain meat—is on the list because of the antibiotics and hormones given to livestock. Once again, an argument for careful shopping and organic products. For instance, I make it a point to buy free range chicken and organic eggs. Hot sauce—the spiciness can damage your intestines. Okay by me—I can’t eat spicy food. Spray cheese and pork rinds are no surprise—who eats those anyway? —but tortillas and frozen vegetables? Mass produced tortillas have too many chemicals including preservatives, so stick to homemade. Frozen vegetables can break down if kept too long in the freezer (I’m guilty, because who doesn’t want to always have a pack of green peas handy?).

I understand pre-packaged hamburgers should be on the list, but it also includes hamburgers. From what I read, that means fast-food burgers, but probably those wonderful burgers Christian makes us at home are okay. Again, there’s a boost for scratch cooking at home.

Want to check the list and see how you rate? Find it at Commonly Eaten Foods to Avoid for Your Health and Your Wallet | Investing Magazine (streetinsider.com)

Speaking of food, I did have one other accomplishment: I made myself a Reuben for lunch. I had badly overestimated my family’s appetite and bought way too much deli meat for Saturday night’s poor boy sandwiches. We had a lot of turkey, roast beef, and ham left over. I thought there was pastrami too but couldn’t find it. So, I made the sandwich with roast beef, provolone, kraut, and some of the homemade Thousand Island dressing in my fridge. Got to say, it was really good. Tomorrow I’ll think of something to do with some of the turkey—perhaps a turkey and blue cheese sandwich, one of the few good ideas I salvaged from a two-year college stint in small-town Iowa all those years ago.

So how was your day today?

 

Monday, November 03, 2014

Food, dreams, and elections--not necessarily a good mix


Food is always on my mind but I’ve had some interesting dinners lately. My dining adventure pal, Betty, and I ate at Campisi’s the other night and shared the combination platter—more than enough for both of us. We each had a meatball, spaghetti with marinara, lasagna and a ravioli. With wine, dinner cost us a big $11 each—such a deal. The next night I browned an herb-marinated chicken breast from Central Market and then put it covered in the oven with white wine. So moist and good, but it didn’t make really good chicken salad the next day. Saturday I went to an event where the food was “heavy hors d’oevres” and I expected to starve—food was wonderful, plentiful and very imaginative. Still have figured out the filling that was piped into mushroom caps.

Last night neighbors joined me for lamb chili—part of my continuing quest for chili pictures. It was good, as was the apricot/blueberry pie Mary brought. Both were better a day later when they’d mellowed and blended flavors.

I had a bad dream last night—I was working in an office, I think for the executive secretary I worked for in high school—and I was going to school. But I was afflicted with laziness, no desire to do anything but piddle away time on things that didn’t really need doing. I woke in a three a.m. sweat, realizing that’s what I’d been doing all weekend. And in that panicky middle-of-the-night state I envisioned myself not working and growing rapidly older by the day. Needless to say I got up this morning and hit it running. I have this firm conviction that as long as you exercise your mind—as in writing—you won’t slip into senility. And for the physical end of things, I did my yoga routine again.

I will be so glad when it’s Wednesday—so tired of election calls and begging and predictions and wildly varying polls. I voted some time ago by mail, which I think is the best thing since sliced bread. I know how I want the elections to come out, and I care—a lot!—so this is like a time of suspense. And I’m trying to ignore it. I keep remembering though the Truman/Dewey election upset from my childhood.

Back to work. Had a new idea for a novel and want to make notes on it tonight. Tomorrow, ho hum--another run through the chili pictures to see where I stand. I think though I’ve been using the chili book as an excuse to procrastinate. Can’t do much more until the pictures come in.