Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Now it's Rice---what's next?--- not wine I hope!

Now it’s rice—actually white rice and even then I bet it is not basmati rice (which has a lower Glycaemic Index ---GI---) that is the culprit. Some research from Harvard is now pointing out that consumers of large amounts of processed white rice are more likely to develop Type Two Diabetes. That would mean that most of Asia and an increasingly large number of Westerners may be at risk.
Many of my Asian friends eat rice several times a day. Not only that, but the amounts are quite large. If you take a plate and describe the portions that veggies, carbohydrates (rice) and protein/fats make up, then what I see is a two thirds division. What’s that look like?
Well--- there is a huge heap of rice covering most of the plate (and that may be replenished at least once during the meal) with a topping of the meat and veggies. Yes it tastes great.
I have often wondered at this sight. If you add those horrible instant noodles to the mix then the problem is probably compounded.  Type Two Diabetes has been thought of as a disease that plagues the West--- not so--- the figures emerging from Asia must be causing concern.
So what is the answer? It seems pretty straight forward. Add more variety to our plates and be less dependent on white rice. However, when I point out such a solution to my friends, they look at me as if I am stupid. ‘What--- you trying to tell us not to eat rice?!’
NO--- just try to eat less and add some other types of food. Perhaps that ignores economics--- some of those foods are not always cheap. Take the cultural factor and such advice could be seen as downright patronizing.
The research pointed out something else too. The very processes involved in growing, harvesting and generally being physically active probably mitigates against the negative factors in eating white rice. City dwellers work hard but they want their food to be convenient and easily accessible. They may also not get anywhere near the exercise that their country counterparts get. The same applies in the West.
SO---VARIETY---EXERCISE maybe the antidote to the pathway to unwellness. Haven’t we known that for a long time?  Grandma knows best!

If I had bigger ti---s--- they would be in a tangle

Acorns grow into beautiful trees, but little things that piss us off turn into a torrent if not addressed.
Thus hath starteth my day. Actually, I had trouble sleeping last night, because I kept waking and thinking about the ‘little thing’ that was pissing me off. I cameth to work and it grew in importance until I found something  to break the log-jam.
Therein lays the method to curing my madness. Don’t let the little things go untended. Either water them and pull them out.
Once I had teased the ‘stick that was holding up the dam, I felt a new energy. Then and only then did a see the rapids ahead and avoid the inevitable chaos. I was able to jump from the stream by grabbing a branch. Then the water flowed and the tempest went somewhere else.
 I hope the next person down the stream that now flows without obstruction reads my blog, shorteth though it is.

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Fat bugger 6 or is it 7?

Fat bugger 6 or is it 7?

Damn I don’t even know the number I am up to, but I do know where I left you hanging--- I was gona tell you if I was going to follow the ‘no sugar regime.’
Bugger that--- it’s too damn hard!  Remember what I suggested you do? ---- Go and check out items in the super market and you will get my point. I attempted to cook two evening meals without any sugar. I thought I was doing fine. I followed my sanctimonious advice.
On Monday night, I made mashed potatoes and kumara (that is New Zealand sweet potato) with breadcrumbs fried with garlic and onion and a bit of non-sugared seasoning, grilled in the oven--- so far so good. I then cooked some stir-fry chicken with Veggies from a frozen packet (a Pams brand in NZ). It did not have any sauce and I couldn’t see nay sugar in the ingredients. I wanted to see if I could use a ‘prepared food and still meet my aim of a non-sugared meal. I could tell it needed an extra flavour boost so I added salt, pepper, fresh basil and ting tomatoes from my garden.
It was yummy. Now for dessert. I had yogurt and fruit salad from a can. I know--- the syrup had sugar and the yogurt was sweetened. I failed---- it could easily have been unsweetened home-made yogurt and fresh fruit. My excuse? ----well I wanted to use up the food in the fridge. Are you disappointed in me? You should be, but I am now going to say--- ‘don’t bash up on yourself if you slip off the wagon.’
The next night I brought a chicken that had been ‘double-smoked and covered in a spicy mix of chilli and paprika. I couldn’t see any sugar in the list of ingredients. I brought it because it was so cheap--- only NZ$5.90. That is really cheap here. The chicken was split so that it could have been cooked on a BBQ. I decided on another way. I wanted to stick everything in one dish.
I layered fish cakes that seemed to be mostly potato on the bottom of the dish and then placed chopped cauliflower over the ‘fish’ cakes. Then I put the butterflied chicken over that. I cooked it in a hot oven for an hour then took the lid off so that the chicken would be crispy. I am not going to pretend that this recipe is low-fat. You can imagine the chicken juices (and fat) seeping into the bottom of the dish and getting g soaked up by the ‘fish’ cakes and getting that wonderful  ‘cakey bottom.
 It tasted divine and there is enough for tonight and then some chicken over for a salad for lunch tomorrow.
 When I watched the programme on TV about the Australian rugby player the other night, I noticed that his breakfasts were not low-fat. I surprised at the amount of protein and, well--- what we have been told is unhealthy--- loads of meat, eggs, but little or no bread. Isn’t this sounding a little like the Atkins --- you know the other word?
I have decided that I will not attempt a totally sugar-free food intake. I shall have special treats, but I won’t eat a whole packet of biscuits (USA---- Cookies) while I am watching TV. Come-on, admit it. You have done the same, or was it a whole block of chocolate--- I shall leave the size to you.
I am also trying to shop more sensibly. I used to buy my veggies and fruit, all in one go for the week. Silly move. By the middle of the week, several things have happened. They don’t look quite so fresh anymore and therefore have lost their appeal. There is also a certain amount of wastage that ended up in my worm farm, or sometimes in a huge soup (cooked in a slow-cooker) that would feed an army. If you don’t want boredom to set in, then it is best to shop more regularly. I am sure that you can all find a fruit and veggie shop (Green Grocer) somewhere on your way home from work. Stay with the same one--- they get to know you and that can be handy.
I shall let you know how I get on, with more examples of my recipes. I make them all up of course. If they are no good I can always give them to Perdy. She loves my cooking.

Sunday, March 18, 2012

Don't eat sugar! (should this be Fat bugger--part 6?

It seems that there’s always a new bit of advice or programme when it comes to weight-loss, but I was really impressed by the latest release. An Australian guy (an ex- national Rugby player) was claiming that he had taken the advice of that research and given up sugar---totally. Wow! Did it work? Well, yes it did. He was about 144Kilos and he lost around 30kilos pretty quickly. He looked good and claimed to feel better from the day he gave it up. I would like him to reappear in about a year to see if he has maintained this very strict regime. Now lets look at what this implies--- the giving up of sugar.
I think I am on fairly solid ground if I make the claim that our body does not need refined sugar. I am not talking about giving up fruit here. Think of all of the processed products you buy (yes – me too) that contain sugar. Damn it ---- it is in nearly everything, even our daily bread. So how do we get a diet? (shit--- I used the word I said I wouldn’t in my ‘Fat Bugger’ series. It’s OK--- This is not officially in the series—lol--- that’s a ‘let-off’ if ever one was needed).
Take a look at the packets of food you buy, or the tins. I challenge you to find many (or any!) that do not contain sugar in some form or another. It may even be labelled in a way that you do not recognise. I’m sure we all know the obvious ones, like ice-cream, chocolate etc., but what about the cereals and noodles? Honestly, once you start looking, you will get one hell of a shock.
So what does your food intake look like if you dump the sugar? I suspect that it would mean ‘deconstructing' your food. It would mean almost nothing processed. It would have you going back to basics. Instead of going to the tinned section or packet foods (for want of a better word), try designing a few meals to start with, where you buy all of the ingredients, separately. That way, you are in control. Lets take an example, a simple one--- steak, chips (fries) and salad with dressing. It is not a particularly challenging meal, but it is a good way to illustrate my point.
You can marinade the steak but don’t use any sauces containing sugar. (OK—vinegar, but check the label, dry mustard powder, chilli-flakes, a little salt and garlic). Now for the chips. Cut the potatoes to any shape you want --- the bigger the better, and use cracked pepper, herbs (dry is best, but if you use Rosemary, use fresh), and a little olive oil. Mix it all in a plastic bag to coat the chips and bake them in the oven until crisp.
Now the salad.  Take any salad ingredient---- leafy greens, grated veggies, seeds and whatever else takes your fancy--- nothing from a packet, unless you are sure it is sugar free. It is the dressing that you buy that contains hidden sugar, so make your own. Use Olive oil, lemon juice (or lime), cracked pepper, any fresh herbs and if you must—salt. The possibilities are endless.
Now, go and enjoy. Continue in the same manner and I am sure you will get used to the extra effort involved in your ‘sugar free’ food intake. Maybe you are saying---‘but what about you? Are you going to practise what you preach?
Find out------ and please give some feedback.


 Last night on TV1 There was a programme that featured an American teacher who came to NZ to ‘teach.’ He left an excellent job and went through the training he needed in order to teach here at Secondary level. He then chose to teach at a school in Dannevirke, a smallish town (by NZ standards) north east of Wellington. 
It wasn’t long before things went badly wrong for him. He became the target of a small group of students who gradually wore him down, using a range of planned and spontaneous techniques. Those in the teaching profession here would not be unfamiliar with these sad events. It is my belief that such occurrences are far more common than our educational leaders, parents, administrators and politicians would ever admit to.
For teachers in a similar situation, there is a 'cone of silence' operating. It does not help one’s professional standing to ever admit that he/she is ‘losing it’ or not coping in the classroom. No teacher wants the finger of ‘incompetency’ pointed at them. They would quickly feel alienated and unsupported in such a situation.
It needs to be stated that, yes there are teachers who would be better to leave the profession, both for themselves and the students they teach, but the vast majority of teachers are doing their utmost to impart useful knowledge to their students in a way that is genuine and one that uses ‘best practise.’
Sometimes I get the feeling that the public expects all teachers to be some sort of ‘super being,’ who can keep a class of teenagers busy and learning without major dramas.  They forget that teachers reflect the society from which they came; one that is increasingly divided (be it wealth, religion and culture). Teachers are not better than the rest of society, so why would the profession contain a selection of human beings, possessing some special quality that would transform teenagers into young citizens who parents themselves have had difficulty trying to transform. 
Once again I say that there are many teachers who come close to that ideal, but they are not the majority. We all know teachers, who we say made a difference in our lives and at some point most teachers have had this effect on some of thier students. It all depends on so many other factors, including personality match, makeup of classes, student interest in a subject, whether a student has eaten breakfast, or has taken drugs or alcohol in the lasts twenty four hours, or has been abused (physically, emotionally or sexually), has relationship difficulties (yes students have relationships---they think a week with a significant other constitutes a relationship) and a myriad of ‘difficulties a student brings into a classroom.
Teachers are taking it on the chin (unfortunately, exactly that sometimes--- I don’t know the figures and I suspect that many violent instances are covered up by schools) for the rest of society. They have little or no control on what issues their ‘charges’ bring into the classroom. Given that teenagers need time to learn harsh life lessons, the classroom is where much of this developmental stage is acted out. If a teacher thinks that they are there to teach, ignoring the issues the students carry, they quickly find out that their training has not prepared them for the difficult balance between their primary role and that of some sort of miracle worker (a combination of social worker and counsellor).
I know that schools vary in their response to when teachers find the going a bit rough. Many have excellent on-going professional development and take care of their teachers. However, even in these schools, it would not be hard to find teachers not coping with the behaviours of their students. They are possibly even more likely to ‘stay silent.’ They do not wish to risk competency procedures, so they endure, taking the stress home to their families, thereby continuing a vicious cycle.
Some leave, often taking a drop in salary. Perhaps they are the lucky ones; the ones who get out before their health suffers even more.  The union (PPTA) can be helpful in these matters. Their position is strong on ‘teacher safety,’ but the union has a new fight on its hands now that the government is letting it be known that it wants larger class sizes, quoting that it is the teacher quality that is more important than class-sizes. I would hope that the public is not fooled by this new direction, which is nothing more than dubious research dressed up to disguise the real aim of Government--- to cut costs. If you have any sympathy for the teacher in last night’s programme, you better be prepared for the deluge of reports of instances, similar ot the one described, that will occur in the very near future-------‘coming to a school near you!’
In summary---- our schools reflect our community. I am not being negative in stating that we can’t expect one segment of society (the school) to ‘fix up’ the failings that government policy, families, ‘faith centres,’ tradition, new trends, changing expectations, and technology have not delivered. I don’t know the answer---- but expect to see more teachers, speaking out, and leaving the profession.
Luckily, new teachers are coming through the system, or ‘older ones’ are reinventing themselves. Schools are not standing still----- they are seeking answers and solutions, but they can not do it alone. They need community support and they need to be well funded. In the long term the money we spend on education now, will be returned many times over in the future.

Saturday, March 17, 2012

The Library Cafe in Onehunga=== we are spoilt for choice

We really are spoilt for choice in Onehunga. The cafes are great and yes--- I am going to tell you about another one and it only seems fair that I eventually get around to them all. Only then can I start to attempt some sort of ranking system. Today’s establishment is the ‘Library Café.’
One good thing about all of the old buildings in Onehunga is that they can be used and protected by the continued use; usually something that they were never designed for. The Library café   is in the old Carnegie Library, an early 20th Century ‘Post-Victorian ‘style building that must rank as one of the best known constructions in Old Onehunga. I love its graceful entrance and ornate façade. It has an air of solidity and permanence that can only continue to add charm to the main street. Along with the neighbouring Columbus café (I shall visit that one too soon), it is conveniently placed near the new Onehunga railway Station, something that both should push to attract new non-driving customers. What a lovely way to start a day of shopping at the nearby DressMart.
The Library café presents a range of ‘rooms,’ from which one can choose to sit, depending on your mood or how you want to spend your time. If you want to get away from the kids’ area out the back, then go on through to the quieter sanctum with all the books. It would be so easy to sit for ages, reading some of the books on offer, or just soak up the ‘Old World’ atmosphere. Perhaps you would prefer a street scene, out the front under the umbrellas, or to stay inside in yet another area, where you can watch the comings and goings while you enjoy your breakfast, lunch or dinner (on a Sunday night). We were there for breakfast, but we checked out the menu for lunch for future occasions.
We had plenty to choose from and were pleased to see that they had gluten-free options and seemed top pride themselves on the quality of the ingredients. I have often been disappointed at other places, when the bacon or eggs appear to have come from the low budget end of the food scale. Mind you, I would place the Library Café’s prices at the higher end in Onehunga. That is not a criticism, because the end result is well worth the slightly extra you pay.
There were four of us again and we were very satisfied with what we had ordered. I had ordered the ‘Big Breakfast,’   (I can hear you saying--- what about all that opinionated stuff you write in your Fat Bugger series blog? --- go check it out) and we didn’t have to wait long. All four meals came out at the same time, along with our coffees. I could have ordered the ‘Healthy Big Breakfast,’ which avoided the bacon and eggs, but still looked scrumptious. It had smoked salmon, spinach and avocado.
We ordered an extra coffee, which tells you that the coffee was well made and used excellent beans. I think I saw some packets of Ozone coffee beans for sale, but I’m not sure.
Now, in case you are wondering why I ordered the Big Breakfast, (beautiful crispy bacon, poached organic eggs on sour dough bread, mushrooms cooked to perfection, without leaving a greasy feeling, little squares of potato hash, grilled tomatoes and two small tasty sausages) then here’s the reason. I took Perdy along. For a Jack Russell to sit politely for 40 minutes there needs to be an attraction. I think I may have eaten about 60% of my large meal--- she ate the remainder. Every few minutes my hand would disappear below the heavy concrete table and a little slightly wet snout would press into my hand and gratefully receive the offerings. If any of you are put off by my possibly less than hygienic behaviour, then I better not tell you what I let Perdy do if she senses a cut or an itchy mosquito bite on me legs or arms. Suffice it to say that she isn’t called ‘Nurse Perdy’ for nothing.
What about the staff. So far, I haven’t found lazy, slack, rude or any other form of negativity in the staff at any of the cafes I have visited. I will most definitely let you know if and when I do. Once again, we were served by people who cared about their work and the produced they served up. We did not have to wait long and anything we asked for (like extra black pepper or drinks) came quickly and with a smile on the face of the waiter. For the money they are paid, perhaps one could understand if the café staff were a little ‘off-hand’ at times, but not these employees. They had a real sense of pride in their work. So they should. I will find it hard to drive past the Library Café, even if it is to visit other cafes in the area that I have enjoyed. Get on a train and come to Onehunga--- you won’t be disappointed!


Thursday, March 15, 2012

Fat Bugger---Part 5

Here I am again, sitting in the ‘lets Be Honest Seat,’ ready to bare all (well, luckily for you I won’t). Have I lost weight or is there more to this than mere figures? Last time I went to the doctor, I had actually put on a bit, but I was feeling much better and my test results were all good.
What’s going on here then? He thinks it is all of the walking I have done with Perdy, sometimes three times a day in the holidays. I should have lost then, but obviously I have been shoving the calories down my throat like there’s no tomorrow.
The old question of having one of the weight –loss procedures came up again, but I am not doing that for several reasons. I’m not sure I am the right ‘profile’ for that to be successful. I can’t imagine eating tiny little meals and foregoing all of the wonderful gastronomic delights that I so enjoy. There is also the financial burden---NZ $20,000 (that’s about US$17,000), I don’t particularly want to increase me mortgage for that.
My decision is to keep up the walking and trying to watch what I eat. (Yes, you are saying--- you should do more watching and less eating). I can also hear the---‘don’t you have any strength of character, thereby making a decision and sticking to a programme? I go back to one of my original blogs where I stated that I am not going to use the word starting with ‘D,’ nor am I going to embark on such a venture. The latest research overwhelmingly shows that such a pathway is not one that works in the long run.
Take all the books that cover the same possibilities and they would reach to the moon if they were all lined up. Some of the authors have become quite rich, but haven’t you noticed how they come and go, like the tide. I guess it comes down to the formula that says you have to spend more than you earn in terms of calorie intake. You can work that out, I’m sure.
Where too from here? I accept that I am a bit like a smoker----The difference is that my addition is food and everything about it. I t has similar consequences and also puts me in the ‘someone you may want to avoid category. I shall still fight this affliction. The obvious areas are in portion size, when I eat and how much and some sort of acknowledgement of ‘good foods and bad foods.’ I shall also increase the intensity of my walks--- maybe in the form of pace. Dawdling around chatting to my friends just doesn’t do it. Perdy would also like it if I upped the pace. OK--- we shall see what I can achieve in the next two months.