Showing posts with label Hippie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hippie. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 5, 2013

Hippie Food Review

 

I recently tried a few new foods that my sister would call "Hippie Foods."  While I would encourage others to try them for themselves, here's my take on Kombucha and Quinoa.

Kombucha




"Kombucha tea is a fermented drink made with tea, sugar, bacteria and yeast. Although it's sometimes referred to as kombucha mushroom tea, kombucha is not a mushroom — it's a colony of bacteria and yeast. Kombucha tea is made by adding the colony to sugar and tea, and allowing the mix to ferment. The resulting liquid contains vinegar, B vitamins and a number of other chemical compounds." - Mayo Clinic

When I tried this drink the other day, I didn't drink enough to feel any effects, good or bad.  I did however walk away with a good taste in my mouth.  Like many things, the reports online are conflicting. 

Some claims go as far to say that drinking this tea daily will prevent cancer or the exact opposite direction saying that the ceramic jars this drink is often made in can give you lead poisoning.

Personally, I'm not sold either way but it's on my list of things to try once I get back in the states and have a permanent place to live again.

Quinoa




Quinoa, one of the newest "Super Foods" has been on my foodie list for a while, but it wasn't until this week that I actually got to try it.  It has a rather high protein content, contains all nine essential amino acids, and is gluten free.

When I cooked my quinoa, I followed the basic instructions, two parts water, one part quinoa.  While I wouldn't say I loved it enough to go on an all quinoa diet, I did enjoy it.  It was rather bland cooked and served this way, but could be easily used as a base for other recipes or spiced up to be eaten on its own. 

My concern with quinoa goes back to the economic problem that seems to be arising from the rapid increase in first world consumption of a less developed country staple crop.

"As the price has risen quinoa is consumed less and less in Bolivia. It's worth more to them [the producers] to sell it or trade it for pasta and rice. As a result, they're not eating it any more." In other words, farmers are starting to see quinoa as a product that's too valuable to eat—they can use the proceeds from selling to buy cheaper, but less nutrient-dense, staples like white rice. There's also a status issue—quinoa was once a subsistence product, and when people pull out of subsistence mode, there's a tendency to switch to higher-status foods, even if they're less healthy. (See the full article here. )

In my World Agriculture and Economics class at Colorado State University, we talked about this.  Is it ethical to help drive up the prices of staple foods in less developed countries to bring these super food here?  Does the economic advancement from the rising prices count for more than the effect of making it harder on the poor to purchase this staple? 

When it comes down to it though, eating Quinoa is a personally decision.  Where do you stand?

Thursday, April 11, 2013

Frolicking


I wish I didn't care what people thought of me.


When I told B.P. this, he told me it's easy.


You just do it. Stop trying to be what people imagine you to be.

So this is me....


trying to care less without losing my ability to care.

I am a free spirit,
a traveler,

a wanderer,




but not because I'm lost.
I know
my final destination
but not the path
or
even the next step.

But I will get there,

eventually,

taking the scenic route,
soaking in the beauty,

treading the trails,
pushing the pedals,
holding the the sissy bar.

I will chase down the sun
and run to the plains to watch the stars uncloak
their splendor,
their sparkle,
the pin holes in the sky.



I bask in the thrill
of finding,
of flying,
of falling,
of fast rushing air
of filling my lungs yet again.

I question
more often than most
not because others are wrong
but because
I want to understand
not just memorize,
not just regurgitate,
not just learn the right words.


I want to know people,
understand what they say,
what they don't say,
what they feel

what they fear to allow themselves to feel.



I yearn for their stories,
the relationships,
the revelations,
the mundane beauty of daily life
explored through thankful eyes and beating hearts.

I want to rescue,
hug,
love,
wipe away the tears,
fix their broken hearts and broken minds,

rewrite the lies

that they are
unworthy,
unwanted
and unloved,
replacing them with the truth.

I know loss
I know pain
I know lonely
I know the back slide,
confusion and uncertainty
but
I also know
growth
belonging
peace
and forward motion.

I am more than a
GPA,
a degree,
a gender,
a family name,
a religious group,
an economic status,
a race,
a vote,

a relationship status,
a job status
or a facebook status.

I am loved equally
yet uniquely
by The Creator,
The King,
Daddy God.

I am a blithesome bohemian, 

destined to do something
that will ripple through a place,
and a time,
in the perfect time
in the perfect situation
that I will likely stumble upon in my frolic.


Because freedom leads to frolicking


frolicking to finding


finding to forward motion.