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Just Do It: 10 Fruits & Vegetables to Buy Organic

Ichigo Daisuki!

I had a nutritional OMG moment today, which is both good and bad: Good= I keep track of this stuff, and I like adding more information to an already sizable database of bizarre nutritional information. BAD= there’s still crazy shit out there waiting to surprise me. I would direct your attention to the point on strawberries: my favorite food, which I always buy organic, purely because the Safeway and QFC strawberries are watery like iceberg lettuce. Now I have no choice. Who dyes strawberries? Sociopaths, that’s who.

I’m not going to go near the bit on imported grapes, since I personally maintain that pesticides are better than finding a Black Widow in my bunch of grapes.

From HealthyChild.org: (By way of “Fed Up with School Lunch“)

10 Fruits And Vegetables To Buy Organic

  • Peaches : Summer’s blushing fruit contains high residues of iprodione, classified as a probable human carcinogen by the Environmental Protection Agency (EPA) and methyl parathion, an endocrine disruptor and organophosphate (OP) insecticide. Methyl parathion has caused massive kills of bees and birds. According to Consumer Reports, single servings of peaches “consistently exceeded” EPA’s safe daily limit for a 44-pound child.
  • Apples: Apples may contain methyl parathion. Both fresh apples and baby food applesauce can also contain chlorpyrifos, an OP which has caused large bird kills.
  • Nectarines: In the EWG’s most recent testing, nectarines had the highest percentage of samples test positive for pesticides (97.3 percent). Common pesticides found on nectarines include chlorpyrifos, fenarimol, iprodione, malathion, methidathion, myclobutanil, parathion and pirimicarb
  • Strawberries : The enhanced red color of strawberries comes from the fungicide captan, a probable human carcinogen that can irritate skin and eyes, and is highly toxic to fish. While the lethal soil fumigant methyl bromide doesn’t show up on the fruit, it has harmed California farm workers, and depletes the ozone layer.
  • Pears: Pears, both fresh and in baby food, can also come with methyl parathion, as well as the OP azinphos-methyl, which is toxic to freshwater fish, amphibians and bees.
  • Sweet Bell Peppers: There are many varieties of sweet bell peppers and perhaps even more different types of pesticides used on them. Testing ranked sweet bell peppers as the vegetable with the most pesticides found in a single sample and the vegetable with the most pesticides overall.
  • Celery: In testing, celery had the highest percentage of samples test positive for pesticides and the highest likelihood of having multiple pesticides in a single sample.
  • Imported Grapes: Imported grapes contain methyl parathion and methomyl, a carbamate insecticide listed as an endocrine disruptor; as well as dimethoate. Since they are grown under different regulations and guidelines, there pesticide residue levels frequently exceed acceptable levels set by our own government.
  • Spinach: Permethrin, a possible human carcinogen, and dimethoate dominate spinach’s toxicity ratings, but CU notes that residue levels have been declining as U.S. farmers reduce use of these insecticides. DDT has been found in spinach, which leads all foods in exceeding safety tolerances.
  • Potatoes : Pesticide use on potatoes is growing, CU warns. They may contain dieldrin and methamidophos, and children eating potatoes risk getting a very high dose of aldicarb, CU says.
I highly recommend checking out the Fed Up with School Lunch project; this woman is incredibly brave, not just for risking her job, but for voluntarily consuming what she knows to be questionable food every day for an entire school year.
Ganbare!
♥ Momo

Cafe Presse & Capitol Hill

Cafe Presse is great. Open at 7 a.m., serving food til 2 a.m., always delicious, sometimes not so fast with the service, but it’s a good thing. In my experience, the slow service is usually after the food has come, and while we are engrossed in conversation about how great that food was.

We also had bread pudding with caramel sauce…and apple up-side-down cake, with a vanilla bean cream sauce, but they were both gone by the time I realized there was no evidence…then I realized that there was no evidence!

I love the atmosphere at Presse; the front of the house is dominated by an enormous bar, and a wall of tables for two, lit by floor to ceiling windows covering the entrance, and I’m pretty certain that there are skylights. The back room is just past the kitchen, and much darker, lit sparsely by dozens of well placed tea lights in the evening. The little touches are nice too; small bright bottles of salt, pepper and mustard at each table, with a fresh dish of peanuts brought to your table as you sit down. The bread is perfect in its simplicity: chewy, dense baguettes with a little bit of a sour bite to them to break up and eat with butter while you wait for the main meal. (Or if you’re having soup, you horde it and ask for more.)

Post-dinner cuddles:

♥ Momo

Life List 2010: Draft

Organization for Life

Vintage Hardware Drawers: I love them!

This year, I will:

Learn to Knit.

Learn to Felt.

Make Bread from Scratch.

Make Soup.

Make dinner from scratch at least twice a week.

Plan meals.

Sleep well.

Run, walk, breathe, stretch.

Go outside every day, if only for a moment.

Organize a cohesive wardrobe.

Make jewelry and sell it on Etsy or in the gallery.

Play with the cat each day until she flops.

Catch fish.

Read a new book each week.

Keep a clean house.

Be Happy.

♥ Momo

Inotomo

Grey Goose

Sunday Pounce!

I ♥ Inotomo: she feels like one of those Spring days where you walk out of the house in a sunbeam, suddenly realizing that it’s pouring rain, with the warm sun still on your face. Glee!

I don’t usually talk about music here, but it’s such a huge part of what I do; I can’t begin to clean the house properly without making the perfect playlist. I make a new list before I leave the house, to keep me warm and safe, to hold me up in the mold of who I am today. I cook to This American Life for dinners, to Concrete Blonde for box mixes, and Ms. John Soda for cookies. I walk to the bus to Múm, Psapp, Metric & Angelique Kidjo. When I want to be left alone, I listen to Postal Service, Death Cab & Azure Ray, but when I’m triumphant, I put on Brazilian girls and Louis Armstrong.I fall asleep to Pink Floyd because they make me feel safe, I fall in love with Anja Garbarek when I watch Angel-A, and I make jewelry to the Garden State soundtrack, because it’s the only CD that works in the player at the studio anymore….I need to fix that, it’s getting very old.

Have you ever seen Kikujiro? I ♥ Beat Takeshi, and this is my favorite movie of his. Joe Hisaishi did the soundtrack, and it makes our apartment feel like it has twenty foot ceilings and endless open square footage. I plan to make raspberry brownies to this album later this week.

In completely unrelated news, I made an Italian meatloaf! It was fantastic…and suspiciously easy, for how oishiiii it was…I had to touch raw meat, but it wasn’t nearly as traumatic as it might have been. Also, the kitchen has been completely sanitized, removing any possible trace of raw meat, making this an even better recipe for forcing me to clean the entire kitchen immediately ♣

I have new jewelry photos to put up, and a couple of fantastic pieces from a local designer. Love her!

♥ Momo

Rainy Sunday

I’ve had an epiphany: Let it rain, let it rain now, let it rain all night, because tomorrow I must do laundry. There’s no point in asking it not to rain, it’s too late for all that. But aha! the Poirot voice in my head exclaims, I can ask it to keep raining, rain a LOT, to get it all out now, because in the morning I will rise, run to the bead store, and when I’m home, I admit rain will seem like an awfully big impediment to laundry.

♥ Momo

Spudnuts!

Trout Apples!

I’m up this morning drinking Yorkshire Gold and eating a Spudnut doughnut with cantaloupe in Eastern Washington and stalking Etsy. What could be better?♣

♣ Things that might be better: sipping coffee and eating a macadamia nut sticky bun on Kauai; Sipping coffee and breaking off fresh pieces of baguette while sitting on a bench near the Eiffel Tower; the triumphant feeling of making perfect English scones for the first time, for starters – but I’ll take this.

Yesterday was spent running all over the Tri City area looking for a terra cotta garden pot, to be used to cook a fancy roast. My camera battery has died, but I’ll see about posting pics of the final results. In the course of our impromptu tour of every garden nursery in Eastern Washington, I got some pretty nice pics of pretty plants, and my all time favorite, the pussy willow:

Soft!

My parents used to buy these when I got a splinter, which is so much easier to remove from a six year old who’s preoccupied with the botanical equivalent of a new kitten. I wish we could keep them around the house, especially since they keep better than a vase full of flowers, but Migi loves them too. She loves them the way Simpkin loved the same little fat mice as the Tailor of Glouster, with clearly mischievous intentions. So no bundles of pussy willows for me today!

I have a few recipes up my sleeve for either my time here or this weekend when I’m back at home – Zucchini loaf should be first up; I’m really looking forward to it!

♥ Momo

I’ve Got “It” (But it don’t do me no good)

Poppies for Happiness

I was listening to Annette Hanshaw’s recording of “I’ve Got ‘It'” when I found this dress on Anthropologie, which is absolutely perfect. The dress conjures up visions of baking sugar cookies in a sunlit kitchen with huge french patio doors framed by vases of yellow and orange tulips and poppies.

It’s so funny that some things have that promise in them that surpasses what they are; that if I wore this dress it would give me the reality of that sunlit kitchen in the countryside that I crave. That those glasses will give me the dinner parties with tons of friends I long to have on Friday nights in Summer. That these plates will make up for the inherent inequities in my french toast, transforming them into fluffy, light, vanilla-scented triangles of brioche and egg, straight out of Bouchon. I’m no Thomas Keller, and there are no plates on earth that will make my french toast anything other than the heavy, eggy, dense organic rectangles that it is…which is fine, but not the stuff dreams are made of.

That I imbue these things with this energy and hope is fascinating to me; that I would on this day rather have the instant gratification of what is admittedly a lovely dress, a beautiful set of plates, or an adorable set of glasses than set the money aside for the house in the country with the french doors to a patio perpetually bathed in both warm sunsets and chilly sunrises is impractical. It’s silly, when I spell it all out like that. But think about it a little more. Think about the house in the middle of the day, during the hottest hours of the summer, or the coldest middle of the night, when you have been dirtying dishes all week and your kitchen is cluttered, it’s gray outside, and there are clothes strewn in complete disarray all over your bedroom.

When you have the dress, you have the dress and the promise of a beautiful kitchen which is always sunny and clean, which always smells like baking chocolate and bergamot, like pistachio shortbread cookies with whipped lemon cream cheese filling. There’s no mortgage. Our cat hasn’t sharpened her claws on any of the furniture, and there are always friends coming over for elaborate tea parties that appear effortlessly on a beautiful vintage 1960s table. Thinking of it like this, it’s so much more than just a dress.

This is silly. I should want to put away as much as I can manage so that I can have the greater dream, but I have in my time bought into these smaller things not only because they are nice, because they make me feel more like the imaginary woman in that lovely kitchen, but because I have been afraid that if I reached that place, it won’t be all it’s cracked up to be. That even if I manage to have those elaborate tea parties, messes happen in real life. Garbage accumulates if no one takes it out, dishes need to be washed every evening, and rain is a fact of life in the Pacific Northwest.

So the dress is perfect. It’s perfect because it’s lovely, well made and enviable. It’s also perfect because of that song – that once I had it, if I had it, the way I have had so many of these beautiful things, I might look down yet again at myself and think “I have it, but it don’t do me no good”.

Forgive the rant; the song is lovely, and for 99¢ won’t take me too far from my beautiful house, which isn’t mine yet, but oh, I hope it’ll still be there when I’m ready.

Birds on a Wire

Bees!

A final note – I’m open to new recipes for french toast, and would love some suggestions. Because great food tastes great even if you serve it on cardboard. ♣

♥ Momo

Happy Friday!

I Love Cute Bicycles

I’m sorry; I haven’t been really present lately, and I promise to be back to my old tricks soon. It seems to be catching; Bread and Honey has been MIA, along with Sarah Yoon at Milk and Honey Cafe – both are back this week, but after a hiatus similar to my own.

Without further ado, I give you Friday Pounce! I’ll have photos up of some of my first pieces in a week or so, and hopefully it will make up for a week or two of eating Cheerios and Mini Wheats, with no recipe posts. (The recipe for milk and chocolate frosted sugar bombs is pretty standard, so I’ve left it out of this post.)  I do love cereal, but I’m beginning to suspect that it would take the same amount of effort to fix real food. I’ll be trying to get back to that soon. ♥

So you can only guess what our kitchen looks like right now….I’ve kept up, but it’s like treading water, especially since I haven’t done anything about the bowl situation.

I’ll be back soon with recipes and photos!

♥ Momo

I Want a Mouse Circus For Valentines Day

Mouse Circus

I’m back! I pulled myself away from the unbelievable wonder that is jewelry fabrication and walked into our kitchen to find, what would you expect? A disaster area. Not entirely unexpected, and nothing that wasn’t fixed by an hour of good deep scrubbing. One surprise, though: it turns out that we own FOURTEEN BOWLS. Fourteen! Cereal/soup/oatmeal/munchies bowls, not including the mixing bowls or larger popcorn bowls we keep around, which do double duty as cereal bowls if I don’t keep up with the original fourteen.

This means more to a couple without a dishwasher, because while we have the counter and cupboard space to accommodate all of these bowls, what it really means is that we can keep dirtying dishes until we come face to face with fourteen cereal bowls, stacked high and filled with milk, dried cereal, and anything else you use bowls for. Fourteen. Ack. The kitchen survived the last few Goodwill runs, but I’m thinking I’m going to have to take a closer look at it in the next week or two. It’ll be fun, like Project Runway – one day you’re in, the next, aufedersein! They’ll never see it coming. ♥

I’m in love with Wolf’s Precision Wax Carvers – the full set of 18. They’re described most notably by Jennifer Stenhouse as “the heroin of waxworking”. I tried to make do with dental tools and files, but in a moment of weakness I pulled out the shiny new set the studio has and I was hooked. My set, which will be really and truly, and solely mine will be arriving here in two business days, and I’m counting the hours.

Rainy Day Bike Ride

Valentines Day Pounce! I can just imagine putting this plate out with a batch of cream scones on it, and watching the picture come up as everyone has tea. It’s clean and professional, but very organic in appearance.

Because not everyone wants dishware for Valentines Day, and because I am so far behind, here’s a few more for you:

Crystal Boxes

I love the design of this necklace ♥ The more I get into fabrication, the greater appreciation I have for how much work goes into these pieces, and I love the raw look of uncut stones like diamonds, sapphires, tourmaline, and while Herkimer diamonds were never a big favorite of mine, I think they were a good choice in this piece.

Freeform Cuff

I ♥ cuffs; enough said. This is a particularly nice example, and if it were sent to me for Valentines Day, you wouldn’t see me complaining…hint hint. Unfortunately (fortunately?) those wax working tools from heaven are my Valentines day gift, so I don’t get cuffs. The seller is on my favorites list nonetheless.

This is felted wool?!

I love, love, love cuffs, in case it wasn’t clear before. This one made from felted Merino wool is so effortlessly beautiful, with just enough animation to it to make it look like it jumped out of a scene in Coraline. Think jumping mouse circus; I love this piece ♥

I’ll put up a gallery of Valentines day wishes, so this post won’t be too long. Saturday Pounce will resume tomorrow.

♥ Momo

I ♥ Scarves & Gingerbread Cake

Fluffy....

Thursday Pounce! I love scarves; I have maybe two drawers overflowing with scarves from vintage shops, Goodwill and Anthropologie. Scarves from Anthro can be a very expensive habit, so I’m trying to stalk my prey from a safe distance. On the other hand, this scarf is fairly affordable, by scarf standards. I just want to wrap it around me and up over my nose and mouth to keep the cold at bay. ♣Note to self: Add scarf gallery of current scarf collection, since I clearly take it for granted.

I promised I’d post my adventure with Bread & Honey’s Gingerbread Cake recipe, having gone on about it for long enough, so here it is:

8 Tbsp unsalted butter @ room temperature
2 1/2 cups all-purpose flour
1 cup boiling water (This gave me pause; I’d never met a recipe that asked me for this…)
2 tsp baking soda
2 tsp ground ginger
1 1/2 tsp ground cinnamon
1/2 tsp ground cloves (Didn’t have this, so I substituted 1/4 tsp Cardamom & another 1/4 tsp cinnamon.)
1/2 tsp ground nutmeg
1/2 tsp salt
2 tsp baking powder
2/3 cup packed brown sugar
1 cup unsulfured molasses (I only had 1/3 cup molasses, even less than B&H and used 2/3 cup maple syrup…it made the cake sooo fluffy, and I suspect it made it lighter than it otherwise might have been.)
1 Tbsp. freshly grated ginger (I didn’t have this, but I’m thinking in the future I might add 1/4 cup crystalized ginger, like I use in my scones, to see what it does.)
2 large eggs, room temperature, lightly beaten

Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Butter and flour a 9″ round spring form pan and set aside. (B&H uses 9×13 cake pan, but I’m a rebel with a new spring form pan to break in, so there!

In a bowl, combine boiling water and baking soda; set aside. (Why?? Can anyone tell me?) Sift together flour, ground spices, salt, and baking powder; set aside.

Cream butter until light, and add brown sugar, beating until fluffy. Add eggs*, molasses and grated ginger/crystalized ginger, baking-soda mixture, and flour mixture. *B&H’s recipe calls for me to beat in eggs after I add everything including the flour mixture, which made no sense to me in the context of my baking experience…and this was one thing too many, so I added the eggs when I felt I normally would. Someday when I feel conformative, maybe I’ll add the eggs later. But not today.) 

Pour batter into prepared pan; bake until a toothpick inserted in center comes out clean, 30 to 35 minutes. Let cool on a wire rack. (For spring form pan, cool for ten minutes on wire rack, then remove coil.) Cut into wedges and dust with confectioners’ sugar. Do not do what my husband does and upend the powdered sugar bag onto the cake. It’s a waste of sugar… yes I said it, and the cake is just the right amount of sweet on it’s own. It hardly needs it, especially if it has crystalized ginger in it.

I really love Bread & Honey’s blog; there’s something about her aesthetic and baking ethos that really appeals to me. I have tried a number of her recipes and found them all to well worth trying and repeating, many times. She also makes pretty awesome 10 Dollar Drawings, some of which I really want as a tattoo:

I Love Bees!

♥ Momo