4.18.2010
Recipe of the Day
I might have mentioned that because of my broken sternum I have changed my diet. I have been eating fruit and vegetables, lots of dark greens, sprouted grains and legumes, and wild salmon; no processed food, no other meat, and no refined flour, baked goods, pasta, etc of any kind, and lots of cayenne pepper, fresh ginger, garlic and baby sea monkeys.
Here is a variation on a recipe I got from my friend Mark who says this: " While living in Kenya East Africa for 2 years I found the people there had the most beautiful teeth and bones. Twice a day they ate "sukuma wiki" pronounced: soo-koo-muh-wee-kee, which means "push the week". If you eat this stuff it gives your strength for the whole week."
Here's the recipe with a little modification on my part:
coconut oil, about 1 TBS
1 red onion, diced
1 slice of ginger root
2 cloves of garlic, minced
1/8 jalapeno pepper, minced
1 spring onion, diced
1 bunch kale or collard greens, ribbed, and chopped (chop stems into small pieces)
2 tomatoes, chopped rough
1/2 tsp cayenne pepper
In large, heavy skillet, saute all ingredients including kale or collard ribs and stems in coconut oil until nicely soft.
Then add collard or kale leaves and saute a little longer.
Add 1 or 2 cups of water bring to boil, cover and bring to simmer. Let simmer about 15 minutes and then add tomatoes at the end.
Eat as is or with brown rice (soak brown rice overnight before cooking).
Added bonus recipe:
Sashimi grade salmon, wild caught. Sear for one minute on each side on hot grill. Serve with wasabi paste, picked sushi ginger, soy vay island teriyaki, and a fresh ripe mango. This is fab!!!
Enjoy the good health.
4.23.2010
God’s first temples
A few minutes ago every tree was excited, bowing to the roaring storm, waving, swirling, tossing their branches in glorious enthusiasm like worship. But though to the outer ear these trees are now silent, their songs never cease. Every hidden cell is throbbing with music and life, every fiber thrilling like harp strings, while incense is ever flowing from the balsam bells and leaves. No wonder the hills and groves were God's first temples, and the more they are cut down and hewn into cathedrals and churches, the farther off and dimmer seems the Lord himself. -John Muir, naturalist, explorer, and writer (1838-1914)
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