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How To Build A Hamburger (Or Make A Salad)!

I shared yesterday an album that documents our bounties from our annual Memorial Day Cookout.  This post is a derivative of that one, only it highlights one aspect of the meal:  the hamburgers that were craftily and lovingly built.

See here the ingredients that were used to do just that.  Alternatively, if you wish to skip the burger patty, you could very well do just that, and the meatless burger would very well be the most gourmet veggie burger ever!

Still more creatively, you could skip both burger and bun, and treat yourself to these luscious veggies and have them just as they are.  One delicious mouth-watering slice at a time!

Bon Appetit, or like we say around here, Yeh Hui Na Baat!

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One big red gerbera daisy.

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U.S. Nutrition Plate Unveiled to Replace the Food Pyramid

The new design, called MyPlate, was conceived as a crucial part of Mrs. Obama’s campaign against obesity, by reminding consumers about the basics of a healthy diet.

The plate is split into four sections, for fruit, vegetables, grains and protein. A smaller circle sits beside it for dairy.

Mrs. Obama, Agriculture Secretary Tom Vilsack and Surgeon General Regina Benjamin unveiled the new healthy eating icon at a news conference in Washington.

Officials said they planned to use the plate in a campaign to communicate essential dietary guidelines to consumers, emphasizing one message at a time for best effect.

The first part of the campaign will encourage people to make half their plate fruit and vegetables. Later phases of the campaign will instruct consumers to avoid oversize portions, enjoy their food but eat less of it and to drink water instead of sugary drinks.

Nutritionists often criticized the food pyramid, which was first released in 1992, for being either misleading or hard to understand. They gave the plate cautious praise.

“It’s better than the pyramid but that’s not saying a lot,” said Marion Nestle, a professor of nutrition at New York University.

She praised the plate for being generally easy to understand, but she said that labeling a large section of the plate “protein” was confusing and unneccesary, because grains and dairy also are important sources of protein and most Americans get far more protein than they need.

But she said the emphasis on fruits and vegetables was a significant step.

“Americans aren’t used to eating this way so this is a big change,” Ms. Nestle said.

The plate was created by the Department of Agriculture with input from the first lady’s anti-obesity team and federal health officials. The agriculture department said that it conducted focus groups with about 4,500 people, including children, as they developed the new icon. Developing the icon and creating a Web site and other educational materials to go along with it cost about $2 million. That money will also help pay for an educational campaign centered on the plate icon over the next year, officials said.  

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No Woman Writer is Equal to Me: Naipaul

Bunch of baloney from V.S. Naipaul:

After ending the famous 15-year feud with American writer Paul Theroux at the Hay Festival this week, Nobel laureate V S Naipaul has sparked off another row by claiming that there has been no woman writer whom he considers his equal.

Often described as the ‘greatest living writer of English prose’, Naipaul made the comments at the Royal Geographic Society yesterday, prompting angry responses from literary critics, writers and readers.

Not even the celebrated novelist Jane Austen came close to being equal to him, according to Naipaul.

The Writers Guild of Great Britain said it did not want to “waste its breath” on Naipaul’s comments.

Asked if he considered any woman writer his literary match, he replied: “I don’t think so.”

On Austen, he said that he “couldn’t possibly share her sentimental ambitions, her sentimental sense of the world”.

He felt that women writers were “quite different”, and added: “I read a piece of writing and within a paragraph or two I know whether it is by a woman or not. I think [it is] unequal to me.”

Naipaul said this was because of women’s “sentimentality, the narrow view of the world. And inevitably.”

He did not name his literary editor and now writer Diana Athill, who edited some of Naipaul’s books published by Andre Deutsch, but said: “My publisher, who was so good as a taster and editor, when she became a writer, lo and behold, it was all this feminine tosh. I don’t mean this in any unkind way.”

Helen Brown, literary critic for The Daily Telegraph, said: “It certainly would be difficult to find a woman writer whose ego was equal to that of Naipaul. I’m sure his arrogant, attention-seeking views make many male writers cringe too.”

She added: “He should heed the words of George Eliot – a female writer – whose works have had a far more profound impact on world culture than his.

She wrote: “Blessed is the man, who having nothing to say, abstains from giving wordy evidence of the fact.”

Alex Clark, a literary journalist, said: “It’s absurd. I suspect VS Naipaul thinks that there isn’t anyone who is his equal. Is he really saying that writers such as Hilary Mantel, A S Byatt, Iris Murdoch are sentimental or write feminine tosh?”

Responding to Naipaul’s remarks, some readers wrote in online remarks that they agreed with his authorised biographer, Patrick French, who had described the Nobel laureate as bigoted, arrogant, vicious, racist, a woman-beating misogynist and a sado-masochist. via news.outlookindia.com 

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A Feast For Memorial Day: One That You'd Remember!

The grand opening of Summer 2011 took place this past weekend in our household with the usual flourish in the kitchen and the backyard.  In marinating our meats, and firing up the grill.  Not to mention in readying all the various and sundry sides that are an absolute must for a meal like this. 

So, what was the spread like?  Well, take a look at the pictures yourself, but I’ll list them out for you: 
  • Burgers like you’ve never seen before.  Because they came with condiments like Mint Green Chutney and Macedonian Ajvar and fresh slices of red onion, beef-steak tomatoes, and the creamiest avocado, all delicately placed one on top of the other on sesame-seed buns and whole-wheat bagel-style buns
  • Grilled Teriyaki-Ginger-Chilli Chicken
  • Fresh home-made Pita Chips with three kinds of dip:  the Ajvar, a yogurt-based Raita-style dip, and a no-nonsense Guacamole
  • Pull-Apart Garlic Bread for the three dips
  • Pan-Fried Chili Roasted Potatoes
  • Home-made Sangria w/ Merlot, Fresh Fruit, and Club Soda
  • Mixed Fruit Punch
  • Milk Chocolate Sundaes made with home-made Milk Chocolate Brownies and the store-bought Vanilla ice cream
It happened to be a very hot and humid day, and although we intended to eat outside, we were wilting despite our drinks and appetizers even as we stood by the grill, and so after about 40 minutes of being in the backyard, we decided we’d just take everything inside and enjoy the meal in cooler environs!

The best part of everything?  The prayer that my firstborn offered at the table before we dug in– offering thanks for the bounties of our table, for one another, and most of all for the men and women who have served and continue to serve our country. 

And here’s how you build a burger!

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Orange gerbera daisies.

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A Mad Desire To Dance by Elie Wiesel

This is a story about an old Jewish man who thinks he is mad but not mad enough to not seek help.  Because he seeks help with a ferocity that would make a young girl blush if you told her she was the prettiest thing you’d ever seen.  Which is more or less what the old man does by the end of the story in seeking out a random young woman in a coffee shop, befriending her, and evidently making a life with her.  But before that, he tries to “cure” himself of his madness by seeking out the services of a psycho-therapist, another Jewish woman who truly wishes to help him out but has issues of her own.  The arrangement is actually mutually beneficial because at the end of the sessions, a breakthrough has indeed occurred in terms of recalling memories embedded within memories from years past that go all the way back to his childhood.  A fine example of the value of psychoanalysis, I suppose, but this story is more than that. 

It is a story about feeling guilty about not feeling guilty enough.  For surviving the holocaust, among other things, the most common reason of guilt that besets many a post-World War II survivor.  And for having a life of comfort that has come about in the most extraordinary of circumstances.  This is actually the twist to the story that is revealed only at the very end of the book, well after all the therapy sessions are done and over with.

At the end of it all, there is at last a kind of redemption that the old man is afforded.  This is a hopeful story: one about finding love in your sunset years, taking risks no matter the risk, reconciling oneself with one’s view of history, and forging ahead to a future that is entirely of your making. 

Bravo, Mr. Wiesel!  I must check out your other work.

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The Beaver, 2011

A story about another dysfunctional family.  Well, actually, that’s the norm, not the exception these days where dysfunction is the new function or the new normal.  Where fathers’ have alter-egos in the form of a muppet-like stuffed animal that looks like a beaver, and sons’ bang their heads against their bedroom walls so hard that they make a hole right through the wall– but cover it up from the inside with a nice world map.

Well, on a more serious level this is a story of mental illness and the reality of living with a person afflicted with a disorder of the mind.  It can be funny, but not really.  Not when you realize that the one you love doesn’t know who they really are, and in order to maintain some semblance of normalcy they must resort to the absolute abnormal.  No laughing matter, all this.  But all’s well and it ends well.  Which, unfortunately, is not always the case every time in real life…

Mel Gibson does a fine job of portraying this mentally unsound father and husband, and his natural Aussie accent is put to good use when he is in the character of the beaver.  Jodie Foster knows her way both in front and behind the camera.  And the two sons add to the drama of what it means to keep your sanity about you when your life-responsibilities include being a parent.

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