So far it seems to be working. I've been waking up 3-4 times a night to either cool off or straighten my neck, and am feeling far more refreshed than I usually do despite this. I guess not being a soggy pretzel for half the night is a better sleep plan, eh?
You needed to know that. Anyway, have a domestic goddess post:
I've been realising lately that a food processor would probably be a good plan these days. We make enough choppy-uppy stuff that it'd be useful, and the blender I inherited from Mum is awesome for.. blending. And only blending. It's utter crap at turning a handful of basil and pine nuts into pesto, and doing it with my tiny pestle and mortar? Um, no. So I bought one. The first thing I did with it was turn some oats into Crunchy-As Oat Flour because I forgot to mention yesterday that wheat products are also out on this detox thing. So is sugar, but that's a bit easier eh? Anyway, here's the new whizzer, full of all sorts of goodies:
Based on my comprehensive falafel research, it appears that as long as you have a few basic ingredients (chick peas, cumin, onion and some sort of flour), falafel is one of those things you can bung just about anything into. This one has a can of Four Bean Mix, some lemon (juice and zest), sumac (to replace the coriander because BLEH BLEH BLEH EW CORIANDER), a handful of sunflower seeds, garlic, can't remember what else, and also, 2 tbsp of chia seeds. I used these because everything I read said that the main problem with falafels is that they fall apart, and the recipe called for an egg to hold it together, which is also out. But chia seeds exude this sticky goop when they get wet, and I figured that would work like glue. Clever, me. Here's what it looked like with the fresh parsley and mint in:
Note in the background the bowl with the spoon sticking straight up? That's our wraps-to-be, also made from oat flour, water, olive oil and a pinch of salt. It said to let it sit for 30 minutes. That spoon stayed upright the whole time. *cough*
These falafels were baked because I fear the falling-apart thing and if you're detoxing, then frying stuff seems a little arse-backwards health-wise.
Check out my shiny oven! It's shiny! Because I'm anal like that, and because it was so gross when I moved in that I swore I'd wipe it out once a fortnight so I never have to look at anything like that ever again.
Anyway, while they were doing their thing, I chopped up some vegies, the idea being that we could have wraps, and use vegies and falafels at will inside the wraps and eat them like kebabs and it'd be all very posh.
However, the wraps had other ideas. I've never managed to get wraps that are suitably flexible but usually they are at least bendy. These ones, not so much. Now, I did look up an oat-specific recipe for these, but on cooking they developed the texture of soft biscuits and while not crumbling to dust, there was no way they were wrapping anything. So instead they became the base of dinner:
Please note the non-disintegrating falafels. The wraps, on the other hand... Hmm. I persisted and tried to eat the stuff like sandwiches with them but mostly ended up spilling food down my front. The falafels, however, were Awesome. And Virtuous. And altogether worthwhile for the effort put in. I think if I were to do this again I'd use more green vegies - it would just work better aesthetically without quite so much red/orange on the plate I reckon. But overall, a worthwhile experiment. Next stop, nessaneko's stuffed pasta recipe.
Oddly, when I told Dr Wheel he now had to refer to me as Master of Falafel, he laughed. No sense of occasion, that man.
Have a thing: "A strange new epidemic has broken out. It is most prevalent among former law enforcement officials and former political decision makers. The most vulnerable are those who have previously made a significant contribution to the global war on drugs. Symptoms of the disease are remorse, turning against conventional beliefs, radical improvement of cognitive functions and a strong incentive to promote drug policy reform." Apparently the former Polish president is the latest victim.
And again I ask, why? Why do the authorities find it so important to prevent us from using (specific) drugs? What exactly do they stand to gain by ensuring we abstain? And how is that gain worth the life and money that the attempt to stop us has cost? I don't understand. Why?
Finally, if you didn't think the English were weird enough, have the tale of what happened to Jeremy Bentham's head, courtesy of tieke's Mum, who has apparently 'met' this thing. O.o