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

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

On Being A Vegetarian

On Being A Vegetarian


I'm a vegetarian. Even though I live in the Pacific Northwest, which is pretty vegetarian- and vegan-friendly, whenever people learn this about me, they tend to give me puzzled looks. Like, what is WITH you? looks. And then they begin to ask questions. And while I do politely answer their questions (well, usually), I'm quite weary of them. So I thought I'd explain everything here. Which probably won't make any difference, since very few people I know will admit to actually reading this blog. Oh well; at least I can say I tried.

Here are some of the things people say when they discover that I am a vegetarian, along with my responses.


When did you decide to become a vegetarian?

When I was about 17. It didn't happen right away, though. For a while, I had a hard time finding things on restaurant menus that were meat-free, so when I was seriously hungry, I still ate meat. Over about three years, though, I weaned myself off.


Why did you become a vegetarian? 

I was never a big fan of meat, even as a kid. If it was kind of disguised (as in hamburgers or corn dogs), that was fine, or if it was just part of something else, like pizza, no big deal. I also really liked bacon, fish sticks, tuna sandwiches, and chicken nuggets. I did not like chicken straight off the bone, or fish with bones, or things like steak and pot roast that you had to chew and chew and chew on before they'd go down. As time went on, I began to notice the little fatty clumps in hamburgers, so I stopped eating those.  Little by little, I cut out meat products from my life. Chicken sandwiches were one of the last things to go. The less of it (meat) I ate, the more disgusted I became by the thought of consuming it. It became easier and easier to be meat-free. I found things at restaurants I could eat. I learned you could ask for no bacon on a salad, or no chicken on your pasta. I'd pay the same price for the meal, sure, but at least it was now a meal I could enjoy.


Did you do it for the sake of the animals?

That may have been part of my reason, but it wasn't the main reason. I do love animals, and I don't like to see them butchered for food. It makes me sad when I watch those "House" shows on PBS and they slaughter a chicken or a pig or something. I think if I lived on a farm it would have to be a vegetable farm.


But if you don't eat meat, how do you get your protein and omega 3s?

Beans, eggs, cheese, milk, yogurt, and vitamins. I survive, somehow.


Are you a vegan?

Um, no. I think this question comes from people who aren't quite sure what the difference is. Vegans do not go for any animal products or things derived in any way from animals. That means no milk, eggs, cheese, butter... and it extends beyond that, too... no leather shoes, no fur coats. Animal-free everything. Vegetarians are sort of middle-ground, I guess you could say, and often eat animal products -- so long as it's not the animal's skin/flesh/body parts.


Vegetables are "alive," too, you know. Studies have shown that vegetables feel pain when you bite into them. So why do you eat THOSE?

This is a strange argument, especially since the "feelings" of my food is not an issue for me. Yes, I love animals, but I didn't stop eating meat so I could spare the life of Buddy The Cow out in Montana. So sorry, Carrots and your feelings, I'm going to eat you anyway. And I'm going to think lowly of anyone who presents this argument.

Speaking of which -- why do people feel the need to change my mind about being a vegetarian? Why do they think they need to convince me that my preferences are "wrong" or "unhealthy"? Not everyone does this, but many have. Usually once I tell people that I've been a vegetarian for 16 years, it shuts them up. I'm not going through a phase; I'm not dabbling in some fleeting fad. This is how I am.


Do you ever eat meat? Even sometimes?

Sometimes, yes, especially if it sneaks its way in. I may pick the Canadian bacon off my pizza and eat the pizza, knowing full well I'm consuming meat juices. I'll eat potatoes and carrots that have been cooked in the same pan as a pot roast (especially if my Grandma's cooking the meal). And if you grill me a Gardenburger on your outdoor grill, I don't care that a slab of beef was there a few minutes ago. On the other hand, I would prefer that my eggs not be cooked in bacon grease... but if I was hungry enough, I'd probably eat them anyway. ETA: I also eat shrimp sometimes, especially the honey walnut shrimp from Panda Express, because it is that good.


If you ate meat, like a whole hamburger, would you get sick?

I don't know... but I don't really want to find out.


Do you ever miss meat?

There are really only three times when I miss it:

1. When I'm eating at someone's house, or at a barbecue, and the main dish is meat, and I'm stuck eating, like, rolls and carrot sticks. Then, yes, I wish I could partake in the main dish like everybody else.

2. When I'm at certain restaurants, like Applebee's, where everything on the menu looks delicious, but nearly everything has meat in it. Same with those restaurants that only offer baked potatoes alongside a $16 steak.

3. When a neighbor is barbecuing hamburgers. The smell is incredibly pleasing to my senses; probably because it brings me back to my childhood or something. But if said neighbor were to pop his head over the fence and offer me a burger, I'd politely decline.

Pyrus Pyrifolia (Asian Pear!)

It's been four years since my venture into mango territory, and I decided it was time to experiment with a new fruit. Since the grocery store didn't have any kumquats (where do you buy those, anyway?), I had to settle for something else. And when I saw these cute orange little things wearing tiny grandma hairnets, I just knew I had to have one!


Meet the Asian Pear (code name: Pyrus Pyrifolia)!

Wikipedia explained the hairnets: they're there because Asian Pears bruise easily (aw, don't we all?) Bruiseable as they may be, Asian Pears are actually tougher (less mushy) than your typical pear, and you don't have to wait for them to ripen, because if they're sitting in your grocery store, they are supposed to already be ripe. And brown spots? Bad news; it means the A.P. is getting over-ripe.


All right, little pear. Let's do this.


I already like this thing better than a mango because it has tiny seeds instead of a giant rock in its center. The internet says eating the skin is optional. I'll go for it. (Yes, I washed the pear first.)


Interesting flavor. My tastebuds are telling me "pumpkin," actually, but yes, there is a hint of traditional pear flavor there. The fruit has the textural consistency of a non-quite-yet-ripe regular pear. Crunchy. But juicy.

I approve of the Asian Pear.



Thursday, July 17, 2014

Molly Goes To Minnesota: Part 3

Molly Goes To Minnesota: Part 3
(See also: Part 1Part 2)

Day 2 - Late Afternoon & Evening

By the time I was able to drag myself away from the art museum, it was nearly 5pm, and I wanted to be downtown by 6. I took a bus. I could've walked, but my shoulders were killing me from carrying my bag all day.

Downtown Minneapolis was loud and crowded, and just when I was starting to feel overwhelmed and crazy, I saw it...

an oasis...

one of my favorite sights in the whole entire world...


PANERA BREAD!

So I stopped in, bought a panini & hung out there for a while. Then it was time to head to the theater for the hottest ticket in town.... Rifftrax Live!


A lot of people were already waiting in the lobby....


Well, people and robots.


Before long, they let us into the theater. I was in the third row! Amazing seats!


They had a few shark balloons around the theater. I think some had helium, and one was being remote-controlled.




Prior to the show, we got to see the joke slides ("trivia") they show before any Rifftrax Live presentation.

Then some folks came on stage and began to throw things to the audience -- T-shirts and rubber sharks. I've been to events where people get absolutely rabid about catching "free stuff" and will bring out their claws. But when a shark came towards me, and I caught it -- only to drop it --  I was able to retrieve it without being eaten alive. (Thank you, seat-neighbors... you are second to none!)


So now I have this shark. I love it!

At 7:00, the show began. Now, I've been to most of the Riffrax broadcasts that go out to theaters around the country. By the time they get to Oregon, they're not live; we're 2 hours behind. So experiencing it live was something new. Also, experiencing it with Mike Nelson, Kevin Murphy, and Bill Corbett -- RIGHT THERE... yeah... that was pretty amazing!

The guys introduced themselves and made some jokes, then told us we were going to watch a Short that had MST3K ties. It was A Case Of Spring Fever! COILY!! I've seen that one many times. The new jokes were great! It was obvious that a lot of people there hadn't seen the short before (or not in a very long time) because they weren't just laughing at the jokes, but laughing at the short itself. (Well, it is completely insane.)

Next they showed us a preview of the next Rifftrax Live show, which'll be the 1998 movie Godzilla. The sound didn't work on the clip at first, but the guys ad libbed like pros. (ie "Godzilla was actually a silent film!")

Then we got to the meat of the evening -- Sharknado. I had never watched it... I'd debated whether or not to do so before this performance, but ultimately decided not to. It turned out to be horrible, the movie. But the riffing was top-notch.

While the movie was playing and the riffing was happening, I didn't know where to look. Part of me wanted to watch the movie, part of me just wanted to continuously stare at the Riffers. I was in the same room as Mike, Kevin, and Bill (or Mike, Servo, and Crow, if you will.) I just... didn't know what to do with myself!

The movie -- and the riffing -- got a lot of laughs. Some of the scenes were sooo absurd. There was a guy sitting not too far from me who kept going, "WHAT?!" throughout the film... verbalizing what the rest of us were definitely thinking. There's one scene in particular where the star of the movie goes into a shark with a chainsaw... and if that's not bad enough, comes out alive... and if that's not bad enough... well, I'm going to make you watch the movie to see what happens next, because it is SO COMPLETELY NUTS. People were roaring with laughter!

When the show ended, it took quite a while to get out of the theater. The aisles were small and few, and a lot of people were standing around chatting. I worked my way out of the theater by going down several different rows to try to get around people, and as luck would have it, I ran in to someone gushing over someone else and wanting to take a photo. Who was this someone else? It took me a minute to place him, but then I realized -- it was Trace Beaulieu (Dr. Forrester, and the first Crow T. Robot!) How exciting to see an unexpected member of the MST cast at the show!

Outside, afterwards, I stood with some other fans, hoping to catch a glimpse of the Riffers as they left. Instead of Riffers, we saw a flying shark!


Apparently one of the shark balloons either got loose or was let loose. In the picture above -- see the top of that building on the right, with the light posts on top of the railing? People were eating dinner up there. I hope they were appropriately amused/frightened.


Below is the van that, I presume, broadcasts the show to the other theaters? Or at least helps with that endeavor?


It never really occurred to me how much work it probably takes to make one of these shows happen, not only live, but simultaneously around the country (and Canada!)

[Side note: Back home in Oregon, on Tuesday, 7/15, my friend and I went to the encore showing of Rifftrax Live: Sharknado! at our local theater. So I got to watch the same show I did on Thursday, yet it was a completely different experience. It was really cool! I saw myself on screen a couple of times, too. The movie and the riffs still made me laugh, and I heard a few jokes I hadn't caught the first time around. So great.]

So Thursday was a very busy, very crazy, very awesome day. After the live show, rather than trying to spend the next hour trying to make bus connections, I splurged and took a taxi back to the motel. There, I began making plans for Friday.

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What did I end up doing? Find out in Part 4!



Tuesday, September 3, 2013

All About Everything - Week Of September 3, 2013

This Week's Topic: Panera Bread


From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia:

Panera Bread is a chain of bakery–café quick casual restaurants in the United States and Canada. Its headquarters are in Sunset Hills, Missouri, a suburb of St. Louis, and operates as Saint Louis Bread Company in the St. Louis metropolitan area.

Panera considers its legacy to have begun in 1981 with the original Au Bon Pain Co., co-founded by current Panera CEO Ron Shaich. In 1993, Au Bon Pain Co. purchased the St. Louis Bread Company, which was founded by Ken Rosenthal in 1987. At the same time, the St. Louis Bread Company was renovating its 20 bakery-cafés in the St. Louis area.

In May 1999, to expand Panera Bread into a national restaurant, Au Bon Pain Co. sold its other chains, including Au Bon Pain, which is now owned by Compass Group North America. The company operates or franchises 1,500 Panera Bread bakery-cafés in 40 states and 20 facilities that deliver fresh dough to the bakery-cafés every day. Panera Bread's co-CEOs are William Moreton and Ron Shaich.

In its headquarters city of St. Louis, Panera Bread still operates under the name St. Louis Bread Company. The St. Louis metropolitan area has over 100 locations.

In 2005, Panera ranked 37th on BusinessWeek's list of "Hot Growth Companies", earning $38.6 million with a 42.9% increase in profits.

In 2007, Panera Bread purchased a majority stake in Paradise Bakery & Café, a Phoenix-based concept with over 70 locations in 10 states (predominantly in the west and southwest). The Company purchased the balance of Paradise in June 2009.

In 2008, Panera Bread expanded into Canada, beginning with Richmond Hill, Thornhill, Oakville and Mississauga in the Toronto area.

In a 2008 Health magazine study, Panera Bread was judged North America's healthiest fast casual restaurant.

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Happiness is: A bread bowl filled to the brim with hot broccoli-cheese soup, alongside an apple or a bag of kettle chips, next to a tall glass of icy soda.

Or a cold smoothie made of a blend of delicious, tangy fruits.

Or a mug of coffee that you can refill and refill and refill... until you explode.

Or a bowl of creamy, hot, cheesy pasta, the same kind you could make from a box thanks to Pastaroni, but HOT... and so good... so, so good...

Panera Bread, you're my hero!

Sunday, May 23, 2010

Mango

So I was at the grocery store the other day when something in the produce section caught my eye.

Atop a mountain of its own kind, there it sat: a mango.


Mango. The word sounds so luscious... so sophisticated, yet ready to party.

I wanted one.

Problem: I had no idea how to tell if it was ripe.  I'd never bought a mango before.  The ones before me were orangey-red on one side and yellowish-green on the other.  Was that normal?  I felt I should ask one of the produce clerks, but there weren't any around.  So I just grabbed the first one I saw, made off with it and bought it.

Then it sat on my kitchen counter for a few days while I waited for it to change color.  You know, just in case that was the way with mangoes.  Apparently it wasn't.  Three days later, it was still two-toned and mysterious.

So I googled "mangoes" and stumbled upon a web page that described how to cut and eat them.   Fascinating stuff, that.  I mean, who knew you aren't supposed to eat the skin?  Or that there's a stone the size of Delaware in the center?  Now at least I knew what I was in for.  And according to the website, if my mango was slightly squooshy, it was ready to consume.  Mine was.  I got a knife and cut that mango open!  The icky, sticky juice oozed all over the place.  I wrestled a bit out of the skin and took a bite.

Um... ew.

Yeah.  After lusting after them in the supermarket, buying one on a whim, learning all about them, and dissecting one for myself, I finally concluded that mangoes are bitter and taste like air fresheners.

Yay for higher learning!  I think I'll tackle kumquats next.