by Paula D.
on April 16, 2024 10:54 am in Drinks
I was cramping while surfing. My friend and incredibly skilled surfer, Kaori, pointed out that I’m probably dehydrated. Yup, this makes total sense. I told her I have a hard time “getting it down.” She said, cold water shocks your system, try warm water. I thought that was a little strange. Kaori explained it’s customary in China and most Asian countries to drink warm water in the winter and room temperature water in the summer. I was very curious about this.
“Everytime I’d see my great grandma, at some point, she’d pull me aside and give me a short speech of all the things I need to do – be nice to my sister, study hard, save money, help mom, and always drink nyun seoi (never cold or too hot) and she would gesture how the water would flow smoothly down.” Karoi recalls.
It is believed the warm water practice came about in the aftermath of communist China around 1949. It’s linked to concerns about tap water quality at the time.The government actively promoted the consumption of boiled water with boiler rooms in workplaces and towns providing hot water for health and hygiene. There were early-morning deliveries to households, again to emphasize the importance of boiled water for well-being.*
Additionally, I learned in Chinese medicine, achieving balance is primary. The use of warm water is essential to counterbalance cold and humidity and it supports blood circulation and releases toxins.
I was all in.
If you can’t beat ’em, join ’em. Drink 3, 40oz. Stanleys of warm water for ultimate hydration and prosperity.
The next day I put on the tea pot and warmed up some water. I drank six cups! I couldn’t believe it. The following morning – eight cups. I’m up to 10-12 cups of warm water (straight up) a day. I drink them in the early morning through mid-day. It’s become a fun (slightly addictive) challenge.
Timing is everything in the world of water drinking. You’ll need to go to the bathroom and you don’t want the water drinking ritual to wake you up at night or make you stop the car to pee behind a tree. The need to “go” will hit you fast. Be mindful when you’re out and about without bathroom access. I can assure you though, you’ll get the hang of the schedule and the benefits largely outweigh bathroom planning.
The effects of drinking adequate water daily has been unbelievable. Physically I feel much healthier and I have more energy. My skin looks radiant! And seriously, the appearance of wrinkles, particularly by my eyes, seemed to have disappeared. And I’d always complain about dry, itchy skin in the winter. It’s 100% gone.
I realized I’ve been dehydrated for the past 25 years.
I’ve been telling all of my friends about my warm water epiphany. My friend Kristeli, knowing how into it I am, bought me the 40 oz. insulated Stanley tumbler! A Stanley, if you haven’t heard of the trend yet, is an insulated water cup that duels as the ultimate suburban accessory. It’s the vessel of choice that blew up on social media thanks to millennials, Gen Z women and moms at soccer games. You’re supposed to collect them in every color and match them with our outfit. Stanley, is a 111 year old camping gear company that has entered a new realm, thanks to some rebranding and thirsty dehydrated people.
Are you going to give warm water drinking a go?
*Source: latimes.com
by Paula D.
on April 16, 2024 10:51 am in Food
I’d like to revisit the topic of shelled nuts discussed in my column last week. Many of my Italian friends responded, mentioning their own childhood recollections surrounding nuts, family, and gambling. I’m delighted to hear that my words evoked memories of personal stories for others! My friend Ryan remembers being the official “nutcracker” kid. He said mostly the older folks ate the nuts. He did have a few here and there until one time at a party, he accidentally ingested a shell and almost choked to death. My girl Jodi shared, “We have a similar upbringing. My family always played gin rummy after dinner and the kids played their own games but we would have to go through a “paddy wagon” if we lost! Everyone in a line extended their stance and the loser had to crawl through as fast as they could because your butt would get slapped along the way!”
Our modern society has become so lazy that we don’t even want to crack nuts anymore. What’s that about? It’s a nutty world out there.
What I want to discuss this week is the practical benefits of nuts with shells compared to those without. Here are the advantages of buying shelled nuts:
- There’s a price difference between the two. Shelled is about $1.50 cheaper. Find shelled nuts below the eye line by the fruits in the supermarket. Remember, most expensive products are more visible in stores, so hunt around for the shelled nuts, the effort is worth it. Don’t break the bank, break the nuts.
- Shelled nuts are a helpful tool for people trying to quit smoking. The nut cracking activity keeps hands busy and the mind distracted with tasty pleasure.
- Opening nutshells transforms snacking into a mindful experience, granting you the opportunity to savor the rich flavor, nut by nut. Slowing down allows you to engage your senses, tasting each nut and feeling the textures of this food’s special vessel.
- If you have social anxiety and you’re sober, nut cracking gives you something to do at a party to alleviate the awkwardness that fills your body and mind.
- Many of us can relate to this scenario: You start innocently snacking on nuts while watching Gilmore Girls or hanging out with friends. It’s a healthy snack right? Five minutes later you’ve consumed the whole container. Nuts are an excellent source of protein but high in calories. Prevent snacktime danger zone binging simply – buy shelled nuts. This is foolproof portion control.
- Shells act as a protective layer, helping to preserve freshness and prevent nuts from getting stale. Therefore, shelled nuts maintain their quality for a longer time compared to deshelled ones.
Take notice of the wonderful textures of nutshells.
Thanksgiving, Christmas Day, birthdays, and Sunday dinners at my grandparents’ house – the nuts and fanuk (fennel) were put on the table after supper. This was a “break” period from eating, before the dessert came out (even though you were still eating). It gave the women time to clean up in the kitchen and get the nice dishes out for the finale.
When I say nuts, I mean shelled walnuts, almonds, pecans, and hazelnuts. At this time, 35 years ago, I don’t think supermarkets even sold de-shelled nuts, and if they did, they were too expensive for my family to buy.
The nuts and fennel come out at the same time, before dessert and when the gambling begins.
The “break” also signaled when it was time for cards. The familia game was first, where the kids were allowed to play Thirty-one. How else would we master the art of gambling if they didn’t give us a seat at the table? These days hold a special place in my heart – the laughs, the steady stares, a cousin jumping up triumphantly, yelling Skat!! Or the last standoff, with just two hungry kids left – nutshells all over the table. Who would win the pot this time?!
Ah, the adults were dishing out life lessons too. An important one I carry with me is, “The older you get, the higher the stakes become.” When we were around 7-10, it was $3 each. Teenage years it became – $5, $10, and $20’s. My grandparents would bankroll us if anyone was short. It was their old-fashioned way of teaching us kids that family supports each other, no matter what. Family love is unbreakable, unlike the shells on the table.
My grandparents, Raphael and Mary’s dining room table surrounded by family.
by Paula D.
on January 3, 2024 10:35 am in Art / DIY
The inception of this project was formed a year ago during the Thanksgiving season. It wasn’t a single, pivotal moment that gave rise to the vision of Butter Village. Instead, what remains vivid in my memory is a collection of moments and experiences that played a role in molding the concept of the Christmas village:
I saw a carved, butter turkey in Stop & Shop. I remember picking it up and looking at it for several minutes. It resonated with me. At this time I was working on an intense 2 1/2 month freelance gig with my dear friend Jacquie. I was at her house, opened her freezer, and saw little figurines of all types nestled between her frozen soups. I thought this was just brilliant! And with Christmas around the corner, the memory of my childhood Christmas tree came to mind. Under it, my father would display his Lionel trains. The set was gifted to him as a little boy by his father and mother in 1950. As a kid, I would spend hours lying on my stomach playing with the figures in the little, magical Christmas village. I gave all the characters a story. I remember the ice skaters were in love.
Friends were inspired to contribute. Thank you Ryan Thomas, Magera Holton, Jacquie Walther, Jamie Shultz and Tyler Wright for brainstorming the concept with me.
And so, Butter Village was born.
The hallmark feature of this project is the interactivity and the element of surprise for the viewer. Butter Village lives in my freezer.
This past summer, friends hanging on the porch would ask for a cold drink. I’d send them inside alone, knowing they’d go in the freezer for ice. They’d come back with a warm drink but their minds were blown! I host Easter every year and when my family discovered what was going on inside the fridge, they started taking family portraits beside the village. My adorable nieces and nephews looked very confused and amazed. Only my Mother seemed alarmed by my project (and I get that). At the B91 Community Garden Pie Party fundraiser, my neighbors also discovered butter village. There was a crown around the refrigerator trying to get a peek.
Experiencing the surprise in my family, friends, and neighbors’ expressions and hearing the sound of their laughter reinforces the value of the sacrifices I’ve made—forgoing frozen sauce, my cherished Ellio’s pizza, and ice in the summer are all sacrifices well justified.
I’m overwhelmed by the words of encouragement from the fans of Butter Village. Your support kept me focused and inspired me to go above and beyond my expectations for the sculpture. I’m so grateful for your support.
Butter Village brings joy.
I unveiled Butter Village on Instagram Christmas morning. Please take a look – @theglorifiedtomato. Click on my profile to view the highlights. There you’ll see the year-long progression of the art project.
