Showing posts with label good food. Show all posts
Showing posts with label good food. Show all posts

Monday, July 6, 2009

The Omnivore's Dilemma


I've been reading an awful lot about food recently. Cookbooks, food magazines, and more importantly food production books. I'm fascinated and very disturbed by our current food industry. And Michael Pollan's book The Omnivore's Dilemma has been my Holy Grail of food books. I've been meaning to read this book since I was on our trip last year and thumbed through a copy of his In Defense of Food. So when my dad said he had finished Omnivore's, I grabbed it before he offered it to anyone else.

The Omnivore's Dilemma is that we have a huge variety of foods to eat as omnivores. A koala doesn't have to think about what's for dinner. It knows. Since it only eats eucalyptus, dinner plans are a snap. Humans are not like that. We eat almost everything. And as Americans this question of what to eat becomes even more complicated since we don't have a stable food culture. That is why food trends and diet fads seem to catch on so easily here. We simply don't know what we should eat. So the question of dinner becomes more complicated. And currently we are being pulled in three different directions although I would state that it is actually four.

Pollan divides the book into three sections but talks about four different ways of producing/finding food. The first section is about King Corn and the industrial food production industry. That is the industry that drove me to become a vegetarian. This is the food system of McDonalds, Oreos, and frozen meals. It is about processed food and most of that food comes from corn in some way or another. Americans have created a monoculture of corn and now derive a good chunk of our food from corn and corn products. Pollan actually ran a McDonalds meal through a mass spectrometer (which breaks down substances into their various parts) and found that very high percentages of the food was based on corn. Soda 100%, a hamburger almost 60%. Pollan points out how unsustainable this type of food production is and that although the cost of food is low, the cost to health, environment, and animals is very high.

The next section is about two different types of food production. The first is organic, which Pollan says can be either local organic or industrial organic. This is food grown without fertilizers, pesticides, growth hormones, and other chemicals. It is a significantly more healthy food choice but Pollan points out that industrial organic also relies on monocultures and are often as intensively farmed as conventional crops. Instead Pollan focuses on pasture farming, which he describes as beyond organic. This is the ideal farm. No need for pesticides, or fertilizers. The animals that are raised (this is a mostly beef, chicken, egg, and rabbit farm) live actual animal lives and are slaughtered humanely. The farmer calls himself a grass farmer. He grows the grass that the cows live on. After the cows are pastured, the chickens are brought into the field to find insects and help spread the cows' manure for fertilizer. It is what chickens naturally do. These are the farmers' egg laying chickens and broiler chickens. The animals are then moved from field to field as the grasses return to health. It is a closed system and nothing goes to waste. It is what farms used to be before we started planting more corn than we could eat. Pollan uses an actual farm, Polyface Farms in Virginia.

The last section is dedicated to hunting and gathering. While Pollan agrees that this is not a practical way to feed ourselves it is something that brought him the most pleasure. He decides to make a meal out of things he has either hunted or gathered on his own. He tells the tale of pig hunting with friends (his first hunting experience and possibly his last). He describes the joy he takes in mushroom hunting for morels and chantrelles. He gathers wild yeast and bakes his own bread. He finds wild fruits that provide him with a dessert. And when all is done he gathers all the friends who have helped him hunt and gather and has a huge meal. He says that this was the most satisfying meal he had since he provided all of the ingredients themselves.


Pollan finishes each chapter with a meal from that style of food production. He shows the differences between each type of food along with facts on each industry style. I've read several books in the last year on food production but not one of them summed things up as wonderfully as this one. Pollan has written a disturbing and beautiful and informative book that covers all aspects of the food industry. So much of what I have written lately is an attack on the industrial food industry which offers me little options. By looking at different food systems, Pollan offers us a chance to chose. A beautiful book that made me hungry and sad and hopeful.

Monday, April 6, 2009

Food Is the New Sex

Since the 1950s the number of books that have come out about sex have been staggering. Masters and Johnson produced their well known book, Human Sexual Response. The Joy of Sex has been printed in version after version. Kinney came forward with his ground breaking research. And through the sixties, seventies, eighties, and even some of the nineties it is what we talked about. Sometimes in hushed tones but it was on the tip of a lot of people's tongues.

The 2000s seem to have brought a new focus: food. And suddenly it seems like the market has been glutted with books about food. We discuss trans fats in hushed tones and talk about antioxidants the way we use to talk about the g-spot. I of course only mention all this because I've been hit with this craze as well. "Fast Food Nation" was the first book I remember reading on food and I was shocked by what I found. I eat fast food (Subway excepted) far less then before because of it. I finished "Animal, Vegetable, Miracle" about a year ago. Barbara Kingsolver's beautiful book on eating local made a huge impact on me. I started to think about where my food really came from and what distance it had traveled to make it to my table. I began to think about the seasons food has. I'm currently reading "Harvest for Hope", Jane Goodall's book on eating in a sustainable manner, both for the planet and the animals and humans who live here. And I'm on hold at the library to read "The Omnivore's Dilemma" Michael Pollan's revolutionary book on food production. After that will be another Pollan, "In Defense of Food" about the debate between food and nutrients. In short, I'm suddenly paying a lot of attention to what I'm putting in my body.

The idea for this post came from my dad who just finished "The Omnivore's Dilemma". My dad has never been a man who has been bitten by the environmental bug. He used to get my sister's ire up by denying that climate change was happening. He would drive me crazy with his defense on CAFOs. Suddenly he's talking about sustainable, organic farming. He's mentioning the hormones in his meat. We're talking crop rotations at dinner. He has become interested in food. And one night he mentioned that food was the new sex. And we started debating why we, as a society, were suddenly interested in something we've taken for granted for years.

Perhaps this focus on food is coming at a good time. The obesity rate in this country is skyrocketing. We eat processed foods with ingredients we can't even pronounce much less know what they do. We add artificial flavors and (as I found out from Fast Food Nation) scents to our foods. Corporations control a good portion of what we eat. Within my parent's lifetime we have seen a shift from natural foods to grocery bought packaged foods pumped with preservatives. And suddenly people are starting to notice that the food they eat doesn't really feed them. At least not provide them with the nutrition they need. It is amazing that something created in a lab can be so tasty but there is very little to match a free off the tree pear or a bit of honey drizzled over a biscuit. Nature at its finest.

This wasn't meant as a lecture. I've been interested in food for a while. I'm trying to strip more and more of the artificial out of my diet. My family is now pretty comfortable with my vegetarian diet although my mother (bless her heart) keeps inviting me over for beef stew. I've often said that I don't cook, which has been mostly true. But I'm ready for a bit of a change. I want to start making more food from scratch. I love the idea of knowing everything that went into the dinner I eat. I'm excited about the idea of eating less preservatives. And I'm excited about trying out some new meals. Plus I just like food.

And just a little something to sweeten you up, since this post seems a bit like a lecture and that wasn't my intent. Food is not just the new sex but sometimes the new art.

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Does this wine make me look fat?

Saturday was beautiful so we had gone out disc golfing. So before we went I tried on a pair of last years shorts. Well I almost tried them on. No zipping. Then I pulled out another pair, and another. Until I was practically reduced to tears sitting among five pairs of shorts that wouldn't fit. Not even my new capris (that I bought last year and wore twice) fit. So I decided, on Saturday that I would start being good about what I ate and try to limit my portions. Ah good intentions!

And on Sunday those feelings were re-enforced watching the women's triathlon. Those women were in great shape. I told myself, I would start running and then I would eventually be in that kind of shape. And then dinner came. And this past week dinner has been an extravaganza. On Sunday we found ourselves at Cosi Cucina, a standard whenever my brother comes to visit. On Monday we ate at Sam & Gabe's, a local restaurant that makes my mouth water just thinking about it. And both nights I had glasses of wine (a new passion) and full meals. But I was still trying to be good. At Cosi I had a pasta with vegetables in a chicken stock broth, and amazingly no bread. At Sam & Gabes I had a beautiful grilled Ahi with mango salsa and asperagus on the side.

So I was trying to be good. The portions were big but at least it was healthy, and I took home leftovers. And then yesterday happened. Somehow my brain decided that nutrition wasn't all that important. Arby's for lunch (and not the healthy choices) followed by Perkins for dinner and then ice cream at home.

So I rationalized that it was one bad day out of a couple. Then I remembered. Tonight I'll be going out for pizza and beer with girls from my former work. I know me. I'll drink too much and then eat too much. And then tomorrow my uncle is in town so we are taking him out to the holy grail of restaurants in my book, Trostel's Dish. A beautiful, elegant, and amazingly tasty tapas place that makes me practically swoon. Can you tell I like food? And this one will be a dieting disaster. Small portions sure but there will be many, and I mean many. Imagine wine (again!!) and 25 plates to try. Plus a cheese platter and dessert. I should easily wake up five pounds heavier.

And what makes this worse is that I'm trying to lose weight for this upcoming trip we are taking. Jeff and I are taking our first cruise in September. My goal was to at least be presentable in a swimsuit. I'd like to wear those shorts and capris that would work so well in the tropics. So I'll have to be good next week. My diet always seems to start tomorrow.