Wednesday, January 25, 2017

Forget radiation: Micro plastics contaminating fish now showing up in humans

From the story here:

Seafood eaters ingest up to 11,000 tiny pieces of plastic every year with dozens of particles becoming embedded in tissues, scientists have warned, in findings described as 'sobering' by the Prince of Wales. Researchers from the University of Ghent in Belgium believe that microplastics accumulate in the body over time and could be a long term health risk.

What a horrible development, all thanks to everything plastic finding its way into the oceans, from particles from washing your fleece clothing to plastic micro beads in personal care products and cleansers which pass into the seas.

Read a study about it here.

Everything that lives in the water worldwide appears to be in danger, especially shellfish which filter lots of seawater, but particles were found in a majority of species from the Adriatic to the North Pacific to China to Brazil:

Data analysing fish caught in the wild and sold for human consumption at markets found the following: “In Indonesia, anthropogenic debris was found in 28% of individual fish and in 55% of all species. Similarly, in the USA, anthropogenic debris was found in 25% of individual fish and in 67% of all species. Anthropogenic debris was also found in 33% of individual shellfish sampled. All of the anthropogenic debris recovered from fish in Indonesia was plastic, whereas anthropogenic debris recovered from fish in the USA was primarily fibers”.

Tuesday, January 17, 2017

Frau Merkel und Hans Merkel?

Don't think about it . . . ever.
Ya, or you might cause a flabulance.

Sunday, January 15, 2017

Happiness is a punk rock cover of Melanie's "Brand New Key" by the Dollyrots

Here!

No offense to Melanie, but I LOVE this cover much better than her original from 1970, except that the Dollyrots dangerously lengthened it just a little bit. The early Ramones always kept things short, but this is a great wall of sound at a fast, electric tempo nonetheless.

Turn it up!



Tuesday, January 10, 2017

Happiness is "Stove-top Espresso", sung to the tune of "Blessed Assurance"

Stove-top espresso! Coffee is mine!
Oh, what a foretaste, of glory divine!
Luigi De Ponti, inventor from God,
For Bialetti, made moka pot.


Refrain:
This is my coffee! This is my cup!
Waking my mind up, all morning long!
This is my coffee! This is my cup!
Making me wind up, all morning long!


Perfect bean grinder, grinding beans fine;
Piercing my hearing, through last night's wine!
Aromas ascending, lift me above,
Aromas of mercy, whispers of love.

From agitation, I let the milk rest;
Macchiato, from my glass French press!
Doing it this way, I know isn't quite right,
But the thing only cost me, nine ninety-five.

Tuesday, January 3, 2017

Saturday, December 31, 2016

Sorry, but 2016 was pretty good!

  • Politics kept EVERY day entertaining all year long, a downpayment on the entertainment which is sure to follow in 2017.
  • The Denver Broncos won the Super Bowl. I still admire John Elway after all these years. An American original.
  • I got a new dishwasher which actually washes the dishes clean on the first try, and still does.
  • Somebody in my household got a full-time job for the first time in 8 YEARS, probably because . . .
  • Obama is going bye-bye and it's finally looking safe to hire again on the periphery of the economy where we operate.
  • The Chicago Cubs won the World Series. No, really, they did.
  • Another person in my household found an interesting and promising career path.
  • Lots of family visited, and gramps turned 90.
  • And there was a wedding in the family. Imagine that. Now imagine babies. I don't care if they're Chinese.
  • We won't have to wake up every day and hear Hillary promise "I won't do that again".
  • And Chris Plante of WMAL in DC announced he will be syndicated in 2017. Best talk show out there, if you ask me. And also if you don't ask me. If talking is an art form, what he does is sort of analogous to pointillism, a mostly abandoned technique. A daily dose of smart invective hurled at WaPo and CNN, delivered with biting humor and panache. He subscribes and watches so you don't have to. AND IT'S FREE!
  • Happy New Year everybody!



Thursday, December 29, 2016

Happiness is Hormel Natural Choice bacon on sale for a Wednesday night pasta carbonara

This dish is very simple, sort of a post-war Italian bacon and eggs according to one theory.

1 pound De Cecco brand angel hair pasta
1 package Hormel bacon made into 1 inch lardons with a scissors
3 large brown eggs whisked in a really big pasta bowl
1 pepper grinder loaded with peppercorns
1/3 cup chopped Italian flat leaf parsley leaves
1 bowl grated Pecorino Romano cheese

Fry the bacon lardons in a deep dutch oven over medium heat, stirring constantly. Don't mess around. Just grab the whole bacon out of the package and start cutting it right into the pot. As it cooks the lardons will get away from you quickly at the end and get too brown if you aren't careful, but I like 'em that way, a little carbonized. Remove from the pot to drain on a paper towel.

Meanwhile bring a pasta pot of salted water to a boil.

Heat your pasta plates in a warm oven.

Whisk the eggs in the pasta bowl.

Chop the parsley.

Drink some wine.

When the water boils, add the pasta and boil about two minutes. Stir with a pasta fork into a ball in the water, then drain well and transfer to the pasta bowl with the whisked eggs while it's still steaming hot. Using two pasta forks stir the pasta and the eggs together thoroughly until the eggs have cooked, about a minute. Basically, the eggs will disappear when using angel hair because of all the surface area absorbing the cooked egg. Larger pasta shapes produce more visible cooked egg clinging to the sides.

Divide the pasta into the serving plates, top or stir in the parsley and bacon in each, and a little olive oil if you like.

Serves three easily. Pass the cheese and the pepper grinder. The pepper is essential, liberally applied. The cheese is optional.

Don't forget the red wine at the table, and a steamed vegetable like broccoli on the side.

Friday, December 23, 2016

For a good time don't call Tim Wilson in his Peterbilt prison

I was a truck-drivin', long-haulin', ladies man
My handle was the cream of the crop
'Til a brewhaha for a 40-D bra brought that to a screeching stop
My wife got wind of one of my girlfriends
whose brassier had the busted seams
And she changed my handle to henpecked
in a man-and-wife driving team

Here's the song.

Friday, December 9, 2016

Happiness is the Rhumba Girl, Nicolette Larson, Rolling Stone's Female Vocalist of 1978

Sadly taken from us nineteen years ago this month. The amazing performance here dates to August 1977.

Tuesday, December 6, 2016

Happiness is a 10-year old Honda CR-V all ready to go for another snowy winter in Grand Rapids

Our 2007 EX in Green Tea looks just like this one. It has Michelin X-Ice installed on all four paws, a new battery, an oil change, a wash, recalls on the air-bag inflators completed, and 127,000 miles going on 200,000 God-willing and the creek don't rise.

Oh yeah, and AAA Premier . . . just in case.

Monday, November 28, 2016

Uh oh: It's 100% grated, just not necessarily 100% CHEESE

Would you like some WOOD with that pasta?

From the story here last February, which is about when I started to wonder why I couldn't get my preferred Romano in block form anymore, only grated in bags:

Cellulose is a safe additive, and an acceptable level is 2 percent to 4 percent, according to Dean Sommer, a cheese technologist at the Center for Dairy Research in Madison, Wisconsin. Essential Everyday 100% Grated Parmesan Cheese, from Jewel-Osco, was 8.8 percent cellulose, while Wal-Mart Stores Inc.’s Great Value 100% Grated Parmesan Cheese registered 7.8 percent, according to test results. Whole Foods 365 brand didn’t list cellulose as an ingredient on the label, but still tested at 0.3 percent. Kraft had 3.8 percent. ... According to the FDA’s report on Castle, obtained through the Freedom of Information Act, “no parmesan cheese was used to manufacture” the Market Pantry brand 100% grated Parmesan Cheese, sold at Target Corp. stores, and Always Save Grated Parmesan Cheese and Best Choice 100% Grated Parmesan Cheese, sold by Associated Wholesale Grocers Inc., which along with its subsidiaries supplies 3,400 retail stores in 30 states. Instead, there was a mixture of Swiss, mozzarella, white cheddar and cellulose, according to the FDA.

Don't buy grated, folks. I don't care what the cheese is, just buy the block. It's easier to split than kindling.






Thursday, November 24, 2016

Happiness is a 12-lb. Thanksgiving turkey for seven bucks at D&W Fresh Market

Gott sei dank! Thanks be to God!

Ours looked just like this, too, and was done in just three hours at 325 degrees F., because we never stuff our turkey. And was it ever delicious!

At the two hour mark we oiled the skin and baked it another half hour, then covered it with aluminum foil for another half hour.

The neck and gizzard were stewed separately for two hours, from which we made the giblet gravy.

Wunderbar!

The turkey was served with sautƩed whole green beans baked for five minutes in the oven topped with french fried onions, and red garnet yams with butter and dark brown sugar.

A meal fit for a king, easily enjoyed by hoi polloi.

Thursday, November 17, 2016

Here we go again: Very smart people become unhappy when socializing with friends

London School of Economics study, discussed here:

The study found that more intelligent people actually had lower life satisfaction the more frequently they socialised with friends - spending time with friends actually made them unhappy. But the researchers discovered that these highly intelligent participants actually spent more time socialising with friends. 

Which is why they are more likely to be mentally ill. The expectation that one socialize creates mental conflict, but because the expectation is perceived to be natural the conflict is multiplied because the intelligent person is fighting against "nature", resulting in illness.

As the old saying goes . . .