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Contact Impov.

One of the many things I miss about the physical theater community.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q3Py1SiCrco

The downsides of shopping alone: texting in dressing rooms for second opinions. (Taken with Instagram)

The downsides of shopping alone: texting in dressing rooms for second opinions. (Taken with Instagram)

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A documentary. Beautiful imagery. Educational. Fascinating/devastating statistics. Long, but worth it.

Top Ten Food Additives To Avoid

1. Artificial Sweetners

2. High Fructose Syrup

3. Monosodium Glutamate (MSG)

4. Trans Fat

5. Food Dyes

6. Sodium Sulfate

7. Sodium Nitrate

8. BHA/BHT

9. Sulfur Dioxide

10. Potassium Bromate

I guess I knew about most of these, but didn’t know why they were so bad for you. Some of the long term effects are terrifying. Be sure to check your labels every once in a while, folks!

http://www.foodmatters.tv/_webapp_427697/Top_10_Food_Additives_to_Avoid

Postcard from my first grade Czech teacher and her husband, the Brandtovi.
"Many greetings and memories from our healing stay with you."
This warms my heart like nothing else. They’ve lived through occupation and seen more disaster than most. Both have known me since age 5, and though my first memory of Mrs. Brandtova is her dragging me from my school bench up to the front of the class by my ear and ripping my notebook in half for goofing off…(this is before I even understood or spoke Czech)…we’ve since developed a deep familial bond. Nowadays whenever I see them, it’s tears and kisses and lots and lots of homecooking.
They are my adopted grandparents, and I am their Katuška.

Postcard from my first grade Czech teacher and her husband, the Brandtovi.

"Many greetings and memories from our healing stay with you."

This warms my heart like nothing else. They’ve lived through occupation and seen more disaster than most. Both have known me since age 5, and though my first memory of Mrs. Brandtova is her dragging me from my school bench up to the front of the class by my ear and ripping my notebook in half for goofing off…(this is before I even understood or spoke Czech)…we’ve since developed a deep familial bond. Nowadays whenever I see them, it’s tears and kisses and lots and lots of homecooking.

They are my adopted grandparents, and I am their Katuška.

Photographer Isa Leshko’s poignant portraits of elderly animals are equal parts sad and beautiful (via)

Found on http://curiositycounts.com

Foraging. Produce swapping. Urban composting. I love it!
newyorker:

The Food At Our Feet: Why is Foraging All the Rage?

I spent the summer foraging, like an early hominid with clothes. It didn’t matter that the first thing I learned about that daunting pastime of hunter-gatherers and visionary chefs was that nature’s bounty is a thorny gift. Thorny, or, if you prefer, spiny, prickly, buggy, sticky, slimy, muddy, and, occasionally, so toxic that one of the books I consulted for my summer forays carried a disclaimer absolving the publisher of responsibility should I happen to end up in the hospital or, worse, in the ground, moldering next to the Amanita phalloides that I’d mistaken for a porcini. I was not deterred.


- Jane Kramer examines the pursuit of wild food w/ René Redzepi, of Copenhagen’s Noma, “the best restaurant in the world”: http://nyr.kr/rNPHY0
 
Also, see: http://www.thelocalbeet.com/2008/08/18/eat-a-weed-foraging-for-lambs-quarters/
 
http://www.nytimes.com/2009/06/10/dining/10Fruit.html

Foraging. Produce swapping. Urban composting. I love it!

newyorker:

The Food At Our Feet: Why is Foraging All the Rage?

I spent the summer foraging, like an early hominid with clothes. It didn’t matter that the first thing I learned about that daunting pastime of hunter-gatherers and visionary chefs was that nature’s bounty is a thorny gift. Thorny, or, if you prefer, spiny, prickly, buggy, sticky, slimy, muddy, and, occasionally, so toxic that one of the books I consulted for my summer forays carried a disclaimer absolving the publisher of responsibility should I happen to end up in the hospital or, worse, in the ground, moldering next to the Amanita phalloides that I’d mistaken for a porcini. I was not deterred.

- Jane Kramer examines the pursuit of wild food w/ René Redzepi, of Copenhagen’s Noma, “the best restaurant in the world”: http://nyr.kr/rNPHY0
 
 

The Horse Boy

Part travel adventure, part insight into shamanic tradition and part intimate look at the autistic mind. In telling one family’s extraordinary story, the film gives voice to the thousands who display amazing courage and creativity every day in the battle against the mysterious and heartbreaking epidemic. The film companion to Isaacson’s best-selling book of the same name and a festival favorite, the ravishing documentary odyssey gives insight into how, in life’s darkest moments, a gateway to joy and wonder can be found.

http://www.horseboymovie.com/

Contact Impov.

One of the many things I miss about the physical theater community.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q3Py1SiCrco

The downsides of shopping alone: texting in dressing rooms for second opinions. (Taken with Instagram)

The downsides of shopping alone: texting in dressing rooms for second opinions. (Taken with Instagram)

HOME

A documentary. Beautiful imagery. Educational. Fascinating/devastating statistics. Long, but worth it.

Top Ten Food Additives To Avoid

1. Artificial Sweetners

2. High Fructose Syrup

3. Monosodium Glutamate (MSG)

4. Trans Fat

5. Food Dyes

6. Sodium Sulfate

7. Sodium Nitrate

8. BHA/BHT

9. Sulfur Dioxide

10. Potassium Bromate

I guess I knew about most of these, but didn’t know why they were so bad for you. Some of the long term effects are terrifying. Be sure to check your labels every once in a while, folks!

http://www.foodmatters.tv/_webapp_427697/Top_10_Food_Additives_to_Avoid

Postcard from my first grade Czech teacher and her husband, the Brandtovi.
"Many greetings and memories from our healing stay with you."
This warms my heart like nothing else. They’ve lived through occupation and seen more disaster than most. Both have known me since age 5, and though my first memory of Mrs. Brandtova is her dragging me from my school bench up to the front of the class by my ear and ripping my notebook in half for goofing off…(this is before I even understood or spoke Czech)…we’ve since developed a deep familial bond. Nowadays whenever I see them, it’s tears and kisses and lots and lots of homecooking.
They are my adopted grandparents, and I am their Katuška.

Postcard from my first grade Czech teacher and her husband, the Brandtovi.

"Many greetings and memories from our healing stay with you."

This warms my heart like nothing else. They’ve lived through occupation and seen more disaster than most. Both have known me since age 5, and though my first memory of Mrs. Brandtova is her dragging me from my school bench up to the front of the class by my ear and ripping my notebook in half for goofing off…(this is before I even understood or spoke Czech)…we’ve since developed a deep familial bond. Nowadays whenever I see them, it’s tears and kisses and lots and lots of homecooking.

They are my adopted grandparents, and I am their Katuška.

Photographer Isa Leshko’s poignant portraits of elderly animals are equal parts sad and beautiful (via)

Found on http://curiositycounts.com

Foraging. Produce swapping. Urban composting. I love it!
newyorker:

The Food At Our Feet: Why is Foraging All the Rage?

I spent the summer foraging, like an early hominid with clothes. It didn’t matter that the first thing I learned about that daunting pastime of hunter-gatherers and visionary chefs was that nature’s bounty is a thorny gift. Thorny, or, if you prefer, spiny, prickly, buggy, sticky, slimy, muddy, and, occasionally, so toxic that one of the books I consulted for my summer forays carried a disclaimer absolving the publisher of responsibility should I happen to end up in the hospital or, worse, in the ground, moldering next to the Amanita phalloides that I’d mistaken for a porcini. I was not deterred.


- Jane Kramer examines the pursuit of wild food w/ René Redzepi, of Copenhagen’s Noma, “the best restaurant in the world”: http://nyr.kr/rNPHY0
 
Also, see: http://www.thelocalbeet.com/2008/08/18/eat-a-weed-foraging-for-lambs-quarters/
 
http://www.nytimes.com/2009/06/10/dining/10Fruit.html

Foraging. Produce swapping. Urban composting. I love it!

newyorker:

The Food At Our Feet: Why is Foraging All the Rage?

I spent the summer foraging, like an early hominid with clothes. It didn’t matter that the first thing I learned about that daunting pastime of hunter-gatherers and visionary chefs was that nature’s bounty is a thorny gift. Thorny, or, if you prefer, spiny, prickly, buggy, sticky, slimy, muddy, and, occasionally, so toxic that one of the books I consulted for my summer forays carried a disclaimer absolving the publisher of responsibility should I happen to end up in the hospital or, worse, in the ground, moldering next to the Amanita phalloides that I’d mistaken for a porcini. I was not deterred.

- Jane Kramer examines the pursuit of wild food w/ René Redzepi, of Copenhagen’s Noma, “the best restaurant in the world”: http://nyr.kr/rNPHY0
 
 

The Horse Boy

Part travel adventure, part insight into shamanic tradition and part intimate look at the autistic mind. In telling one family’s extraordinary story, the film gives voice to the thousands who display amazing courage and creativity every day in the battle against the mysterious and heartbreaking epidemic. The film companion to Isaacson’s best-selling book of the same name and a festival favorite, the ravishing documentary odyssey gives insight into how, in life’s darkest moments, a gateway to joy and wonder can be found.

http://www.horseboymovie.com/

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