Archive for category Food

Your Metabolism Has Nothing Better To Do Than Thwart Your Diet

Last October was the last time I weighed myself regularly. I weighed around 170-175 lbs. Since then, I have not counted calories or, really, even stepped on the scale. I have just eaten and drunk whatever I wanted, pretty much whenever I wanted. Spurred by a friend’s LJ post about her dieting efforts, I weighed myself yesterday, just to see what had happened in the last ten months or so. My weight: 172.

I do want to be clear that I’m not bragging or anything like that. I’m not showing off, “hur hur, my metabolism is awesome I can eat whatever I want and not gain weight!” Actually, for many years, my weight hovered around 165-170, pretty much no matter what I did. Once, in a frenzy of effort, I exercised and counted calories to get it down to 155, but… you guessed it… it crept back up to about 165 and stayed there. Until around last October or thereabouts when it went up to around 170-175 and stayed there. So, I have both “failed” at dieting and gained weight before.

So what is my point? If I can go a whole year without counting a single calorie or thinking twice about what goes into my mouth, and at the end be pretty much exactly the same weight that I started out at, what must that say about the power of the metabolic processes that are maintaining my weight? I guarantee you there were days in there where I consumed 4,000 calories. You know, “bought a pint of Ben and Jerry’s then ate the whole thing over pound cake,” kind of days. “Ordered a large pizza then ate all eight slices instead of leaving four for leftovers,” kind of days. Somehow, it all worked out in the end, and I weigh the same as I did a year ago.

The basic premise of dieting is that if you eat fewer calories than your metabolism burns, then you will lose weight. And, strictly speaking, that’s true, but the problem is that it treats the amount your metabolism burns as a fixed number, which it isn’t. Studies have concluded that the body’s metabolism speeds up or slows down in response to increased or decreased calories. The degree to which this happens varies depending on the individual, but in one study, some participants had to consume as much as 10,000 calories a day in order to gain weight, and then quickly lost it without any particular effort once the study ended. These people were certainly outliers, but they were not mutants. Your body and mine probably works the same way, even if the threshold above which our metabolism could not compensate, and we would begin to gain weight, is less than 10,000 calories a day.

If weight gain or loss was as simple as “calories in – base metabolic rate” then the chances of my ending up the same weight after a year of not monitoring my food intake would be nil. Every day for the last year, some part of my biological process has moderated my desire to eat food and my metabolic rate in order to keep my weight where my body “wanted it” to be, without me even being aware of it. Kind of like breathing or blinking my eyes. I don’t think about either of those things very often, but they keep happening. I can take conscious control of them, but it requires a lot of attention and effort, and pretty soon I go back to not thinking about them, which is the way my mind and body normally work.

Counting calories in order to lose weight is like trying to consciously breathe or blink your eyes 20% slower than you normally would. All day. Every day. For the rest of your life. Could you do it? Yes, if you really wanted to. Would you do it? Probably not. You’d be out of breath and dry-eyed all the time, and at some point, you would just say, “fuck it.” And who could blame you? Who wants to be out of breath and dry-eyed all the time? Who wants to be hungry, physically weak, grumpy, and measurably worse at tests of cognition (all effects of dieting) all the time?

The reality is that weight is 70% heritable. That means that weight is more heritable than breast cancer, mental illness, or heart disease. You can do things to influence your probability of getting cancer, mental illness, or heart disease. If you know you are at risk, you can avoid exacerbating factors. But in the end, we all understand that some people are going to get these diseases through no obvious fault of their own. It’s just genetics. This is the same treatment that we should give to weight.

Here is a link to an article with more on this topic.

  • Share/Bookmark

2 Comments

Damned By Abundance

The amount of produce that comes out of my garden these days is ridiculous. And I’m just talking about the squash, tomatoes, and cucumbers! My tomatoes are finally ripening up and it’s a struggle to get them all off the plant and either eaten or preserved before they go bad. Here’s what’s in my fridge, just from the last week or so:

The romas, I’m going to process into either salsa or tomato sauce. Some of the slicers will probably go in there too, just because I can’t possibly eat all of them. I accidentally broke a branch off the plant while a few tomatoes were still green, so fried green tomatoes are in our future. I’ll probably fry up a zucchini at the same time. Breaded and fried is my absolute favorite way to eat zucchini, but I don’t do it often because of the hassle.

I’m wondering if my cherry tomatoes cross-bred with my other two types. The heirloom tomatoes started out looking all wrinkly and heirloom-y, and then suddenly shifted and turned into small, about 1.5″ diameter, round smooth ones. Meanwhile all my romas are small, but then there is this one roma plant that is putting out bunches of HUGE fruit, so again, I wonder if the cherries cross-bred with the smaller ones. Is that even possible? I bet so.

Whatever. I take what I get and make the best of it. Walking out into the yard to gather whatever’s ripe and ready is an awesome exercise. I said to Issa, “It’s like a grocery store where everything is free, but you don’t get to say how much and when you get the food!” The garden has been making absolute gobs of these yellow pear-shaped cherry tomatoes. They don’t have the best flavor, but boy are there a lot of them! I just took my regular salsa recipe and substituted them. It was yummy. It turns out that most things are yummy if you follow a few basic fundamentals.

Squash is the other thing that I am struggling to get rid off. I picked my first fruit on June 9th, and since then I have harvested 70 lbs of squash. (I just went to my spreadsheet and added up the numbers, and I actually had to pick my jaw up off the floor before continuing this post. Holy cow!) My favorite quick-and-dirty method of cooking it is to slice it, rub it with butter, sprinkle with salt, and stick it on the grill. I do this for breakfast if there’s too much squash waiting. I also make a squash curry with rice that I learned from Rebecca, and I like it a lot. My latest, though, has been squash bread.

You’ve probably never heard of squash bread. I had made a batch of zucchini bread, and to me zucchini and yellow squash are kind of the same thing: summer squash. So I figured if I could make zucchini bread, I could make squash bread too. Now, it turns out that zucchini bread is mostly just a sugar-and-white-flour quickbread/muffin. You put blueberries in it, and it’ll be blueberry muffins; bananas, and it’ll be banana bread. So, on the one hand, it’s a versatile batter that can handle most any fruit or vegetable addition. On the other hand, the recipe as built called for about 1 cup of zucchini per loaf, which meant basically that you couldn’t even tell there was zucchini in it. This might be a great way of sneaking vegetables into your family’s diet, but the amount of sugar and white flour in the recipe made it more of a dessert than anything else. So I doubled the amount of squash, and it actually came out pretty good. While I was eating it, I noticed a flavor that I didn’t know what it was, but I liked it, and I guess it must have been squash. Either that, or it was the olive oil that I ended up using because I ran out of canola. Whatever!

What you see above is actually only about 1/3 of what I made. There are two loaf-pan sized loaves in the freezer, one more on the counter being eaten at, and another batch of 24 muffins also in the freezer. Here’s a tip: freeze the muffins overnight on a sheet pan so that they don’t stick together, then once they’re good and hard, toss them in a ziplock bag. That way, you can pick out one or two as you like without having to thaw the whole block.

I have figured out what may be the key to eating boat-loads of squash: grating. The grated squash that I made for the bread is just about the right size to toss into all kinds of other meals. It contributes its squashy goodness without being too obtrusive. I sauteed some in butter and threw it in my scrambled eggs this morning. No kidding!

All that goodness aside, you may be wondering about the title of the post: damned by abundance. The thing is, as wonderful as all this is, I am actually really stressed! All this food is out there in the garden and I have to pick it and preserve it before it goes bad, and it is a LOT of work! I spend a couple of hours a day either picking or preserving stuff from the garden. And that’s all as it should be, but every time I pass by that pile of squash or that big bowl of tomatoes or, ugh, the garden itself, it’s like a great big to-do list that will never be empty!

Eh, it’s a great problem to have. Today, I said to Issa, “I think we’ve finally passed the point where we can call this year’s garden a success.”

  • Share/Bookmark

3 Comments

Refrigerator Dill Pickles and Homemade Tomato Sauce

Every four or five days, another batch of produce comes in from the garden, and we have to decide how to preserve what we’re not going to eat. Tonight, I made tomato sauce from fresh tomatoes for the first time, as well as a batch of dill pickles.

Making tomato sauce isn’t too complicated. You boil the tomatoes until their skin splits and/or gets loose, then you dunk them in ice water to stop the cooking process. You can see my setup above.

Boiling tomatoes… These are mostly all romas, which I selected specifically for turning into sauce, since they have lots of flesh and not too much seed.

Issa is peeling the skins off the boiled tomatoes. After the tomatoes were skinned, we squeezed out as much of the seeds as we could. Then I used a stick blender to turn them into tomato puree. I added herbs and spices, then simmered the puree until it was the desired thickness.

Here’s Issa slicing cucumbers for pickles. We were able to fill two gallon jars with today’s harvest. We did one gallon of slices and one of spears. We have about 20 quarts of sweet pickles in the basement, so we decided to do dill pickles this time, and since we’ve eaten or given away all of the pickles in the fridge, we saved ourselves the trouble of processing mason jars and just did refrigerator pickles.

The major difference between refrigerator pickles and processed pickles is that you boil processed pickles in a hot water bath for ten or fifteen minutes. This seals the lid of the mason jar. The up-side is that processed pickles can be stored without refrigeration pretty much indefinitely. The down-side is that processing is kind of a pain in the ass. Even with my huge 20-quart stock pot, I can only process four quart jars of pickles at a time, because that’s all that’ll fit side by side in it. This means I can turn out, at most, four quarts of pickles every ten minutes, and in reality it’s maybe twice as slow as that that because the pot has to come back to a boil for each batch. Another effect of processed pickles is that they are usually softer and less crisp than refrigerator pickles.

Anyway, because we’re doing refrigerator pickles, we can just boil up the brine (vinegar, water, sugar, and salt), toss the garlic and dill in the bottom of the big gallon jugs, fill with cucumbers, pour over the brine, and toss it all in the fridge when it comes to room temperature. Easy, quick, and doesn’t involve lots of fussing with mason jars and lids.

The fruits of tonight’s labor: 2 gallons of pickles (ready to eat in about 2 weeks) and 2 pints of tomato sauce. We had considered freezing the tomato sauce, but seeing as there’s only 2 pints of it, we’ll probably just make pasta tomorrow. I don’t know about you, but I can put a cup of sauce on my pasta alone! I know that the pasta is “traditionally” the star of the show, but to me, it’s just an carrier of delicious sauce.

  • Share/Bookmark

No Comments

Pretending To Be Food

Here’s another trend in food marketing that I’d like to make you aware of. I call it, “pretending to be food.” In his book, In Defense of Food, Michael Pollan, says that the things we often find in the grocery store are not, strictly speaking, “food.” They’re what he calls “food-like substances.” The trend I’m noticing is for highly-processed food-products to tout their food origins, thereby slathering themselves with the veneer of wholesome healthfulness that they have, in most cases, totally abdicated by the afore-mentioned processing.

What’s inside this Frito Lay bag? Potatoes?!

Well, no, it’s potato chips. But look, they’re basically just sliced right off of the spud! Where’s the picture of the boiling vat of soybean oil in which the potato slices are fried? Don’t be silly. I know why it’s not on the cover.

How about this Kix box? Why, it’s like they grew Kix puffs right there on an ear. In case you weren’t sure what you were looking at, they remind you that it’s “made with all natural corn”. Thanks. As opposed to that synthetic corn all the other cereals use? (Deathwater!) I fucking hate the “made with” cop-out. Here’s how it works. A shitty, processed food puts in a tiny amount of some “good” ingredient and then splashes “made with X” all over its packaging. Look up there at the top of the box. See that “made with whole grain”? How much whole grain do you think they use? Well, I don’t know. It could be a lot, or it could be hardly any.

So, look, I’m kind of a curmudgeon, because isn’t it nice that they’re including whole grains, and of all the cereals to pick on nutritionally, Kix is actually pretty low on the list. But my point is that Kix is about as far from an ear of corn as you can get while still being corn. Actually, that honor probably goes to plastic, which just goes to show you how hollow the phrase, “Made With All-Natural Corn” really can be in our techno-utopia.

Here, we have M&M’s imitating cocoa beans. No particularly biting commentary, just another example.

Look, you want to eat M&M’s, Kix, or potato chips, you don’t need to justify yourself to me. I keep a refrigerator drawer stocked with chocolate and enjoy it regularly. But don’t let the advertisers and the marketers fool you into kidding yourself that what you’re eating is some fresh-off-the-vine taste of nature. Kix is highly processed food. If that’s what you want to eat, go ahead. If you want to eat wholesome produce fresh-off-the-vine, that’s fine too, and you can find example after example of what THAT looks like elsewhere on this blog.

Edit: Added more pictures found after the fact.

Here are some caramel popcorn treats that are shaped like ears of corn. This one is a little on the edge, because popped corn is actually not too far away from Real Food, but I bet you that when you consider the HFCS and other ingredients that have gone into making this candy, any lingering resemblance to actual corn is long gone.


  • Share/Bookmark

2 Comments

Seasonal Eating

If it were up to me, I’d have a garden that produced more strawberries, peaches, pears, oranges, and other delicious, sweet fruits, than anything else. But of course that’s not the way nature works. Citrus won’t grow at all where I live, and if I want to eat anything fresh in the early spring and late fall, I have to expand my selection. Lettuce and other greens are a great choice for early-spring eating, and winter squash are an example of late-fall plants. Even if spinach, cabbage, and collards aren”t my favorite vegetables (and, actually, I like collards quite a lot), I try to find ways to eat them because that’s clearly what an animal living in my neck of the woods should be eating at this time of year, if that’s what’ll grow.

Issa hasn’t been receptive to this argument. She says, “If we’re going to eat exclusively from the garden, then I’ll eat whatever comes from it, and like it, but as long as we’re eating from the grocery store, I don’t want to eat collards.” The problem has been that there’s no way our garden can produce all of the produce we want to eat. So this weekend, we made a compromise: we won’t eat exclusively from the garden, and we won’t even go so far as to eat exclusively local, but we will eat only in-season.

I’ll boil her up a bowl of collards and see if she means it. ;-)

  • Share/Bookmark

1 Comment