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Showing posts with label life. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Somer's Collard Greens "Brazilian Style"

So, my dear friend Somer O'Brien is a fantastic cook. She's been attempting to teach us (me and my friend Amanda) a few of her culinary skills. This was her first cooking lesson for us:


COLLARD GREENS

Cruciferous edible green also grown as a garden ornamental, mainly in Brazil, Portugal, the Southern United States, many parts of Africa, Montenegro, Bosnia and Herzegovina, southern Croatia, Spain and in Kashmir. In the US, I read that
traditionally, collards are eaten on New Year's Day along with black-eyed peas or field peas and cornbread, to ensure wealth in the coming year, as the leaves resemble folding money.

Excellent source of calcium, vitamins A & C; also believed to have anti-viral, anti-bacterial and cancer-fighting properties

Good for:
Nervous system
Respiratory system
Skeletal system
Urinary system and all glands

Osteoporosis
Colon disorders
Arthritis
Cancer

If it gives you upset stomach or causes bloating and gas, you may lack
Alaphagactrosidase, an enzyme that breaks down certain complex sugars. Add
these vegetables gradually so your system can tolerate them. Start with half a
cup 2x/wk and increase. Beano (a product that provides the missing enzyme)
may help, and can be found in health food stores.

EASY COLLARD GREENS, BRAZILIAN STYLE:


Finely chop ½-1 lb collard greens (between 8 and 16 leaves, more or less),
discarding dry ends of stems. Chop leaves and stems; the stems are edible and
delicious if chopped finely. If they are in big pieces (1/2” or longer) they are
tough and too fibrous to chew.

Heat 1-1 ½ tablespoons olive oil on medium heat in a large saucepan or wok.
When the oil begins to turn very green and gets a little thicker, looking sticky on the pan but not smoking*, add collards and garlic. Toss until bright green and tender-crisp, about 3-5 minutes.

A VARIATION:
Collards are also delicious slow-simmered with chopped tomatoes, chicken stock, and sausages, bacon or pork.

Chop:
*A few dientes garlic
*Collards (can be chopped less finely, since they will cook longer)
*2 tomatoes

1 tablespoon olive oil
1-2 cups stock, or water and a bouillon cube. ( I like Rapunzel’s sea salt and
herbs, which can be found at Whole Foods)
a few strips of bacon or 2 chicken sausages

To prepare:
Heat olive oil in a wok. . When hot, add sausages. Brown. If you are using bacon,
skip the olive oil (unless it is turkey bacon, which has very little fat). When meat
is browned and almost cooked, throw in collards and garlic. Toss well to coat; let
cook until wilted. Add tomatoes & stock and let simmer, covered, about 20
minutes for flavors to meld.

I love to chop a handful and throw in with lentils, in any soup, or even in a
smoothie! Alex chops them and throws them in his omelettes.

*Do not let the olive oil begin to smoke- this means it is too hot and the flavor will
suffer. If you want to cook the collards at high heat, use an oil with a higher
smoke point, like safflower or avocado oil. Whenever possible, use an oil that has
been expeller-pressed.

(Some interesting info about different kinds of oils and what happens when they
are heated can be found here: http://www.marksdailyapple.com/oil-fat-overheat-
smoking-point/ )

SOURCES/FOR MORE INFORMATION:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Collard_greens

Prescription for Dietary Wellness, by Phyllis A. Balch & James F. Balch

Monday, March 21, 2011

Ladysmith Black Mambazo at the Sanders!

Last night I had the pleasure to attend Ladysmith Black Mambazo's concert at Harvard's Sanders Theater. Mr. Joseph Shabalala (leader and founder) and his eighth a cappella vocalists brought me to tears as soon as they started their set. What an amazing performance! not only their vocal mastery is absolutely breathtaking but their act is filled with humor, warmth and passionately crafted choreography. I felt in the presence of greatness and am so grateful to have been able witness live these South African cultural ambassadors. It was by far one of the greatest performances I've ever seen, and it will be one of those memories that I will cherish forever!

Check out their their tour dates on their website!

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Hello Again! I'm alive!

Wow! my last post was July 10th!...been busy! Here is one of many things worth mentioning about my last few months:



Thanks to my brother Thomas' recommendation, I read Stieg Larsson's trilogy! and all I can say is WOW! Amazing books, I really enjoyed them. I found them to be suprinsingly feminist. I say surprising because I find that it is rare to find popular novels like these, best sellers of the New York Times, to have such a strong theme about social justice and how women continue to be discriminated against today.

In his books, Larsson illustrates again and again how this struggle continues to happen to women, from the high paying corporate world to the enslaved sex workers brought to Sweden from East Europe. Don't be afraid though! The wonderful thing about these novels is that they are extremely entertaining and absolutely thrilling. Larsson is brilliant! he is able to bring up all these issues in a very natural and life like setting. As the novel develops, he presents his muse to you and main character Lisbeth Salander and seduces you. These novels deserve five stars!!! Highly Recommended.

Saturday, March 6, 2010

Out of Africa: A movie review


Last night I saw for the first time "Out Of Africa". Filmed in 1985, it won 7 Oscars, including Best Picture, starring Meryl Streep and Robert Redford. The film's photography and costume design are both pretty stunning, and I suppose the acting is well done considering the stellar cast. If you want to see beautiful shots of the African landscape and 1920's aristocratic fashion, go ahead and watch it. Other than that, I have to say I thought it wasn't worth my time. I though it was one of the most euro centric, paternalistic, materialistic and neo-colonialist films I've ever seen.

The story takes place in Kenya, from the protagonist's marriage and departure for Kenya in 1913, until her return to Denmark in 1931. A wealthy dane, Karen Blixen (Meryl Streep), moves to Africa to marry her second cousin for convenience (she marries for his title and he marries her for her money). They start a coffee plantation together and hire an entire local tribe to work on it. Their marriage predictably fails. Karen develops feelings for another man, a safari hunter called Denys Finch-Hatton (Robert Redford). From then on the film seems to be about their luxurious lives, going on safaris together, listening to their newly invented phonograph and flying in their plane. At this point, this is where the film turns as interesting as watching paint dry. Why should we care about this people's lives? Don't ask me. Even the romantic scenes are way too long and way too slow. Lastly, I thought the few unfortunate scenes where the film attempts to show Blixen as 'caring' towards the natives were absolutely paternalistic and condescending.

It is interesting for me to see and I ask myself, How is it that this film was, and is still, so popular? How is it that all these racist and paternalistic themes didn't offend the hell out of people? After all it was released in 1985. Oh wait..."The Blind Side" is nominated for Best Picture and it's 2010... never mind.

Thursday, March 4, 2010

Boston en Marzo...

Como extraño el sol incandescente de mi tierra natal! y como en ciertas ocasiones los mediodías caraqueños te ciegan al salir a la calle y tu vista toma un par de minutos en incorporarse a su normalidad. Ese verdor peregne de mi país tropical, es algo que indudablemente anhelo de sobremanera. Las palmeras, las trinitarias, los helechos y la mata de mango en casa de mi abuela. Extraño los grillos arrullándome en la noche, las luciérnagas iluminando el jardín de mi casa y los aromas impúdicos del monte, esa mezcla de barro fresco con hierbas.

Al lado de mi casa en Caracas, casi todas las mañanas se escuchan las guacharacas con su cacareo incesante. Tengo esos recuerdos grabados en mi memoria como si fuera ayer. Parece mentira que ya tengo 12 inviernos viviendo en Boston. Hay veces que me pregunto, Como diablos termine aquí? Estamos a principios de Marzo y aquí la naturaleza todavía se encuentra en estado de latencia. Los árboles parecen tristes estatuas, grises sin hojas, estáticos como pidiendo auxilio. La tierra esta dura, compacta. Al lado de mi apartamento hay un pequeño lago el cual se encuentra absolutamente congelado. Si no fuera porque es ilegal, cualquiera pudiese caminarlo de un extremo al otro sin problema. Tengo un par de plantas en casa que sin duda agregan un poquito de clorofila y calor a mi pequeña morada. Sin embargo, confieso que cuando salgo cada mañana a trabajar y mis pulmones se llenan de aire gélido, siento como mi pecho se acongoja y me dirijo a vivir el resto de mi día con algo de resignación. La falta de luz tampoco ayuda. Como acá nos encontramos al norte, durante los meses de invierno, el eje del planeta hace que los rayos del sol nos rocen en ángulo. En otras palabras, no hay sol. El poquito sol que hay es tímido, débil y cuando te pega nunca te pica la piel...nunca.

Ahora, no vayan a pensar que no hay cosas del invierno que no valoro. Hay algo definitivamente mágico en el aire después de una nevada. Especialmente cuando el sol sale y el contraste del blanco contra los árboles te encandila. Recientemente hubo un par de nevadas que dejaron a todos los árboles cubiertos de nieve y el en el paisaje se veían como si estuviesen frondosos llenos de flores blancas. La nieve, en su belleza intacta, ofrece una escena sencillamente espectacular.

Es curioso, aunque por lo general me siento afortunada de presenciar la magia de las estaciones de Nueva Inglaterra, gran parte de mi me dice que todavía representan algo extraño, ajeno y desconocido. Me siento como en otro planeta. Pareciera que mi inconsciente se rehusa a aceptar mi realidad actual y me tortura al recordar el mar y la arena. Bueno, que más puedo decir, soy caribeña y Boston en Marzo, se siente como Júpiter.





Playa Manzanillo, Isla de Margarita
Venezuela









Sunday, February 28, 2010

Chile's Quake 2010

Chile Toll at 700; 2 Million Are Displaced
(Link to Article from the NYTimes)

Hermanos Chilenos, reciban un abrazo fraterno en estos momentos dificiles.

Nos han dado una leccion a todos los latinoamericanos. Es admirable ver como estaban preparados para recibir tal catastrofe. Ojala en mi pais Venezuela sepamos seguir su ejemplo y se empleen las mismas medidas de precaucion que ustedes tan sabiamente han tomado.

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

My First Entry!



Hello World,

So this is my first entry. I'm attempting to connect with people with similar interests, so I encourage you all to comment/subscribe and share ideas about the different topics. If you wish to learn a bit about me, here's a link to my website. If you prefer the short version, I'm a professional musician that lives in Boston. I was born an raised in Caracas, Venezuela. I moved to Boston in 1998 to go to College and even though music is a huge part of my life, I have a variety of other things I feel passionate about. This blog is in part an exploration of all those other things.

I'm going to be playing it by ear and see where this blog takes me. Two important disclaimers, first, I am not a good writer and I'm not pretending to be one. Second, I might be posting things in Spanish since, after all, it is my first language. Within reason I might try to translate stuff to English but there are just certain things in Venezuelan Spanish that just don't translate well, trust me. No worries though, for the most part I'll try to write in English and avoid cryptic Venezuelan slang like "Esa vaina está mollejua".

Looking forward to this new blogging thing...bare with me.

Anita