A very interesting article on food waste in the US appeared recently in the New York Times. It outlines the nature of the problem in this country, and the scale of the amount of wasted food is truly troubling for many reasons. The food wasted goes to landfills rather than compost bins, so it winds up taking up more space and producing methane (a green house gas) instead of feeding people, or even live stock. It seems that with all of the concern over local sustainability the best place to start looking for ways to help would be one's own kitchen.
This has really motivated me to start looking for ways to keep food out of landfills, and while I do compost, it would be fun and interesting to explore other ways to do this. I hope to start a regular posting focusing on tips that provide options for preventing food waste and using up leftovers.
My first and one of my longstanding favorites is to save veggie scraps in a zip top freezer bag. Once the bag is full I turn it into stock by putting the frozen scraps into a large stock pot and adding about 4 quarts of water, a pinch of kosher salt and any fresh herbs I have on hand. Simmer for about 10-20 minutes and drain when cooled. I freeze the stock in quart containers until I'm ready to use them, and the remaining scraps are ready to go into the compost bin!
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Yum...fennel pollen sausage pizza!
This is the perfect time of year for us to make pizza at home. Its not quite hot out, so it feels OK to crank the oven up to 550 degrees, which is what we do to bake our pies. The other exciting part is going to the Union Square Green Market to find fresh, delicious local ingredients to put on it. We recently had a little pizza party here, and our friend brought over my favorite sausage from Violet Hill Farms (see "local food resources NYC", in the side bar). This farm is located in Sullivan County and all of the meat is humanely and sustainably raised; just ask the farmer, Paul, he'll tell you all about it.The sausage for this pizza is a pork sausage delicately seasoned with fennel pollen (admittedly and in seasoning at the moment), one of the most expensive spices in the world; and its worth it. This pizza was simple dressed with a little home made sauce and fresh mozzarella. On a well preheated stone in a hot oven, it bakes in less than 10 minutes. Its a really fun way to have a dinner party because it can be participatory (or not) and gets onto the table quickly.
Sunday, May 4, 2008
The Iron Man and the Cheeseburger
OK; yes I went to see Ironman...what can I say? I've always liked Robert Downey Jr. And all in all, he was pretty good in the movie... Anyway, I wanted to take a moment to particularly reflect on the only food centered moment in the film. It really struck me for what it represented and I was pretty surprised at even being surprised. Well, here goes:
It seems natural enough that a life threatening trauma would make one pretty hungry. After being abducted in a foreign land, imprisoned and forced to recreate the very weapons that got you into this mess in the first place...and of course then battling a whole slew of terrorists, and wandering through the desert, one would work up quite an appetite.
So what might be the first meal of the rest of your life? I'm still pondering that myself; there are just so many choices...but for Ironman/industrialist Tony Stark, the choice is clear. It is the quintessential American meal; the cheeseburger. After being delivered back to the bosom of his beloved LA, Stark, a boy genius and playboy weapons manufacturer, wants only two things; a press conference (to reveal to the world the profound humanitarian transformation that has occurred within him after seeing his weapons kill the very people he naively thought they would protect)...and a cheeseburger, which gets delivered to him immediately (almost magically) in a simple brown paper Burger King bag.
Ah, regular food for regular people...and how convenient that one can easily multi-task with this handy dandy finger food. Stark literally pauses a moment to take a satisfying bite out of this (most beautiful example of a fast food) burger as he shares his life altering journey, escaping from the evil other. This bite appears to be enough to provide the relief he so desperately sought after months of being confined to a cave in the mountains of Afghanistan, since it fades from the foreground into being a simple prop through the rest of the scene where he is causing an uproar with his major business announcement.
So why does any of this matter? This excellent, and painfully obvious example of product placement is more than just the pedaling of crap food for BK, it is an exemplar of American cuisine. Comforting yet convenient, fast and fun; the cheeseburger is everything a good (meat-eating) American needs. What better representation of of the American way of life and culture (or some would say, lack there of) of food than a product that was sourced from any number of environmentally degradating sources, assembled by poorly paid, unskilled labor, and can be eaten by the consumer with one hand while, say for example; driving a car, or working, or better yet, shopping. What can be more American than that?
Don't get me wrong, even I enjoy a really good cheeseburger from time to time (my graduate supervisor can now attest to that), but this bit of gratuitous marketing is upsetting on so many levels. Cinematically, it seems clumsily shoved in (I guess they couldn't have put it in the scene where he is saving the damsel in distress) just to connect the cross marketing, and is almost distracting from the main action of the scene. But I also am concerned with what this kind of food represents and the message it sends people, especially the millions of kids that will go see this movie and then by the evil, saturated fat laden children's meals that contain the little gimmicky toys that in turn advertise the film. I also think its a sad statement that the epitome of comfort has been represented by a poor quality, low nutrition fast food burger; and not just for the marketing aspect, but because I think in many ways it does accurately symbolize those things to the dominant culture. We, as a culture, are so detached from where our food comes from, and really taking the time to enjoy a meal, that we don't even know what good food tastes like and can't discern the difference between quality or crap when we eat it.
It seems natural enough that a life threatening trauma would make one pretty hungry. After being abducted in a foreign land, imprisoned and forced to recreate the very weapons that got you into this mess in the first place...and of course then battling a whole slew of terrorists, and wandering through the desert, one would work up quite an appetite.
So what might be the first meal of the rest of your life? I'm still pondering that myself; there are just so many choices...but for Ironman/industrialist Tony Stark, the choice is clear. It is the quintessential American meal; the cheeseburger. After being delivered back to the bosom of his beloved LA, Stark, a boy genius and playboy weapons manufacturer, wants only two things; a press conference (to reveal to the world the profound humanitarian transformation that has occurred within him after seeing his weapons kill the very people he naively thought they would protect)...and a cheeseburger, which gets delivered to him immediately (almost magically) in a simple brown paper Burger King bag.
Ah, regular food for regular people...and how convenient that one can easily multi-task with this handy dandy finger food. Stark literally pauses a moment to take a satisfying bite out of this (most beautiful example of a fast food) burger as he shares his life altering journey, escaping from the evil other. This bite appears to be enough to provide the relief he so desperately sought after months of being confined to a cave in the mountains of Afghanistan, since it fades from the foreground into being a simple prop through the rest of the scene where he is causing an uproar with his major business announcement.
So why does any of this matter? This excellent, and painfully obvious example of product placement is more than just the pedaling of crap food for BK, it is an exemplar of American cuisine. Comforting yet convenient, fast and fun; the cheeseburger is everything a good (meat-eating) American needs. What better representation of of the American way of life and culture (or some would say, lack there of) of food than a product that was sourced from any number of environmentally degradating sources, assembled by poorly paid, unskilled labor, and can be eaten by the consumer with one hand while, say for example; driving a car, or working, or better yet, shopping. What can be more American than that?
Don't get me wrong, even I enjoy a really good cheeseburger from time to time (my graduate supervisor can now attest to that), but this bit of gratuitous marketing is upsetting on so many levels. Cinematically, it seems clumsily shoved in (I guess they couldn't have put it in the scene where he is saving the damsel in distress) just to connect the cross marketing, and is almost distracting from the main action of the scene. But I also am concerned with what this kind of food represents and the message it sends people, especially the millions of kids that will go see this movie and then by the evil, saturated fat laden children's meals that contain the little gimmicky toys that in turn advertise the film. I also think its a sad statement that the epitome of comfort has been represented by a poor quality, low nutrition fast food burger; and not just for the marketing aspect, but because I think in many ways it does accurately symbolize those things to the dominant culture. We, as a culture, are so detached from where our food comes from, and really taking the time to enjoy a meal, that we don't even know what good food tastes like and can't discern the difference between quality or crap when we eat it.
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