30 November 2009

OtM

Posted by admin @ 13:00 pm    categories: Spain

On the Media is probably my favourite podcast. (Not fair. Top five: Savage Love; Wait Wait, Don’t Tell Me; Friday Night Comedy from the BBC; RadioLab; OtM.) Even the little things they do make me happy. Case in point: On Saturday’s show, about books and the future of books and the book industry, they played a bunch of songs with lyrics about books and writers and so forth. And then they played a wordless song — by The Books.

Oh glorious.

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26 November 2009

In Defense of Food

Posted by admin @ 10:59 am    categories: Food

I’ve been reading Michael Pollan’s In Defense of Food, where by reading I mean listening to on my iPod (thanks, Alex), over the past week. It’s super-interesting, although I’m trying to take it with a grain of salt. I’m not going to review it, beyond saying that I totally recommend it (it’s short) and think it’s fascinating; I’m mostly going to summarize its main tenets. Which I figure will be interesting to more than just me. It’s pretty short, I think? Although honestly I have no clue. It’s in MP3s.

Pollan’s anthem is this: “Eat food. Not too much. Mostly plants.” By which he essentially says that people should worry less about the [nutritional] contents of the food, and more about what they’re eating. He begins the book with a “how things got to be this way,” talking about what he calls “The Age of Nutritionism.” By nutritionism, he’s talking about reducing food — plants (fruits and vegetables and grains), meat — to the chemicals within them: proteins, fats (well, lipids; he says fats as though they’re synonymous, but he includes fatty acids here), carbohydrates, vitamins, as though this were a meaningful indicator of what we could gain from them. As he points out (with pretty strong evidence, I’d say), this reductionist approach means that we tend to eat based on “low-fat” or “low-cholesterol,” and miss that these chemicals act in concert, generally. In other words, high fat or low fat? So what — how much, with what other foods, and how often are questions that matter a lot more.

He presents evidence (and suggests that much exists suggesting this) that the Good Things in food are ineffective when distilled and added to another food, or when taken in pill form. Instead, he suggests that what’s important is not having high levels of omega-3 fatty acids, but rather eating a diet that includes the foods that contain omega-3s. (Thus, so what if you bread artificially inseminated with omega-3s — eat the foods they’re originally found in.)

A lot of his book talks about what you shouldn’t eat, which ends up being both a lot and not-so-much, depending on how you look at it. Evidence, according to him, points towards not caring about vitamins in tablet form, with the exception of multi-vitamins being perhaps useful for people from middle age on. (Although, he also notes that the type of person who takes supplements is generally healthier — there just isn’t much evidence that these people are healthier because of the supplements, but rather because of the fact that they eat well in general.) Most importantly, he says again and again that processed foods — which he calls “food-based products” sometimes — should be avoided as much as possible. All of the things we do to prolong shelf life, to make things sweeter, to change foods; all of these things, according to Pollan, result in diminishing the benefit of the foods. Polishing rice (turning brown to white)? Bad. Grinding grain further (from whole-wheat to white flour)? Bad. Eating lots of sugar or, worse, lots of corn syrup? Bad. Corn products and soy products (that are not tofu)? Not very good. And so forth.

A lot of these things aren’t surprising, although it’s interesting to hear them put together. Many of them I knew. I still think his book is interesting.

He has some advice as to what to eat: mostly vegetables and fruits (he refers to the leaves instead of seeds of plants; I can only assume he’s grouping fruits and flowers here as leaves?). A variety. When possible, from CSAs or from your own garden or from farmers’ markets — not from monoculture farms that have less-nutritious soil which really diminishes the number of nutrients. He talks a bunch about eating traditional diets, but doesn’t really elaborate on how to start. Or, for that matter, whether people who eat foods from many different cultures — I love cooking Indian food, Chinese food, and Italian food, often all within the same week — can be equally healthy isn’t really addressed, although he suggests the answer is yes. (Hope so.) He focuses, to be fair, on eating food within its original context — eating things the way people in some culture have eaten it for a long time. I don’t quite follow his argument that this must be a good way since these people were healthy — seems faulty logic to me; I can’t imagine that every food in every diet was unilaterally good for you — but I think the underlying logic: don’t have too much sugar or salt, eat a variety of foods in a meal, and cook them according to some recipe that utilizes them best, not using fake substances as substitutes.

Anyway, the point is that this book makes me feel quite good about my diet, and makes me worry less about the fact that I’ve started drinking whole milk more often, or that I don’t eat meat too often. The only thing he criticizes that I do is snacking, and he’s right. Then again, snacks for me tend to be a fourth small meal in the afternoon — not a bag of chips here, a bag of cookies there. He also argues for people eating meals in groups, at tables, without a TV, with conversation — essentially, he’s an advocate of the Slow Food movement (which he mentions). Eat small portions, he says. Have one portion. Eat it slowly. Enjoy it. And then don’t eat more.

I don’t really have a conclusion, other than that I think to the extent that he’s right we should be more conscious of the foods we eat, and worry less about the fats or proteins within them. And I’m curious what people think.

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23 November 2009

recently

Posted by admin @ 18:36 pm    categories: FoodSpainart

Another quick run-down:

Made dinner for my flatmates tonight: Matar Paneer (Indian peas-and-fresh-cheese in a tomato sauce) and Sambhar (Indian lentil-vegetable stew; I usually use masoor dal, red lentils, because they cook faster and are easier to find). Both were pretty good; neither was perfect. The milk burnt a little while I was making the cheese (because we don’t have a big pot, so I boiled it in the wok — not the best idea), so the cheese was sort of smokey. Which wasn’t bad, but isn’t right. And the sambhar wasn’t as spicy as I like it because my flatmates aren’t big spice fans. But actually quite fun and delicious. I assume there are lots of left overs. Although I didn’t make enough rice. Still: cooking for seven people on your own is difficult.

Last night, I went and saw this ridiculous play with Aitor, in an old bordello. It was called “Por Dinero,” and was actually 13 short plays in 13 different rooms; you picked five of them to see. We got into six through good fortune. It was really fun and the plays were on the whole quite intriguing. Interesting thoughts about prostitution and such.

I’m mostly done with my applications. Working on plunging through the last bunch, yea?

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20 November 2009

and we shall build a House of Leaves. . .

Posted by admin @ 12:15 pm    categories: Spain

So in March or so, my friend Hannah Sb. (antimony!) organized a reading group at Haverford to read Mark Danielewski’s novel-like-book, House of Leaves. She got money from the Humanities Center to sponsor it, got maybe 10 people to join, and then started things up. Which was awesome, except I had no time to read, and ended up not going to any meetings.

But I still had the book.

I read some of the book when I was home this summer, but not really all that much, and then I brought it with me to Spain. Last weekend, on the bus rides to and from Salamanca, I read a good hundred-and-fifty pages*, which put me steadily into the book.

I haven’t entirely decided how I feel about it. I wouldn’t recommend reading the wikipedia page unless you’re not at all interested in reading it, because you’ll want to discover these things on your own. If you’ve read the book, there’s a funny XKCD comic parodying it.

The book is complex. Before I even explain the plot, let me explain: I’ve mapped out seven (or so) layers of the book (like Frankenstein, there’s a story-within-a-story). Here they are, from outermost to innermost:
1. Mark Z. Danielewski
2. “The Ed.s”
3. Johnny Truant
4. Zampanò’s typists
5. Zampanò†
6. Will Navidson’s film, The Navidson Record
7. the interviews and documentary footage within the film

† Within Zampanò’s text, perhaps alongside The Navidson Record, there are also quotes from sources: some are real, and some are not. He’s criticizing (or at least playing along with) ideas of literary criticism, here; and sometimes he borrows without citing. (e.g., on page 42, he references a story by Borges, treating it as reality.)

So at every level of this text, we can question the reliability of our narrators. Can we trust the narrators? We certainly can’t trust Truant. And he doesn’t trust Zampanò, who he thinks made up the film. And Zampanò didn’t write his book himself — he’s blind. So he also obviously couldn’t've seen the film. But he says it exists. And supposing it exists, can we trust that it accurately portrays events? And can we trust the video diary entries of its characters? Nah.

Truant is editing Zampanò’s book, but alongside editorial footnotes, he also provides pages of footnotes describing his own life, mostly his sex, drugs, bar-hopping, and the terrifying feelings of being watched and about to die. Zampanò is analyzing, but mostly just describing (not a good critic!), the film by Will Navidson. And the film is about the house where Will Navidson, his girlfriend, and their children live. Which grows a giant labyrinth beneath it. In a classic horror film sort of way. Only not really at all.

This makes it sound interesting but also frustrating, and it is. I’ll set me down and read another fifty pages sometime soon, I’m sure, but this isn’t a book to carry and read on the subway. (For that, I’m starting The Pillars of the Earth. In Spanish.)

I’m sure I’ll keep updating as I read more.


* Admittedly, almost 100 of those pages were the Whalestoe Institute letters appendix, which is fascinating but much easier to read than the normal parts of the book, which tend to be denser and filled with footnotes. The letters are self-contained and go more easily, although they too are complicated.

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language; music

Posted by admin @ 10:10 am    categories: Spanishart

Mateo asked me whether a contraction was correct or not, today. What do you think? Which of these contractions is gramatically correct?

1. what’re (what are)
2. shan’t (shall not)
3. amn’t (am not)
4. ain’t (am not)
5. mustn’t (must not)
6. shouldn’t've (should not have)
7. wouldn’t've (would not have)
8. you’re (you are)
9. couldn’t've (could not have)
10. who’re (who are)
11. ya’all or ya’ll (you all)
12. won’t (will not)

My answer, at least for those I listed, is yes. To all of them. Some are more common than others.

I got into this conversation briefly yesterday, actually: I like using linguistic play-words in English, things like amn’t which no one uses. (That’s not true: amn’t is pretty Scottish, generally, and also sometimes Irish. “Amn’t I silly?” It’s almost always used as a question. In American English, we generally use “Aren’t I?” and rarely “Am I not?”; “Ain’t I?” would be the slang version.) I like intentionally mis-speaking; I tend to use “ain’t” because I think it’s funny, and I often abbreviate “them” as “‘em,” because I can. (Conversely, I use “ya’all” because I disike that English has no plural second person, and not because it’s fun.)

In English, when I do these things, it comes off in a few ways. With some, it comes off as snooty or stuck-up. With others, it comes off as unlearned. With others, it comes off as nothing at all, except maybe a bit weird.

On the other hand, if I try and do this sort of thing in Spanish, I look like I’m making a mistake. This is completely reasonable — if I mis-use ser instead of estar, it sounds wrong — even if someone who speaks Spanish might do it as a joke. (This isn’t a good example, because I’ve never tried to do this — I just can’t think of a better one.) So, imagine I say “Él es ebrio” instead of “Él está ebrio.” I sound wrong.

Like I said, not the best example, but I find the idea an interesting one.

Music: I’ve been listening to this album by this guy named David Åhlén, called We Sprout in Thy Soil. I’m not sure where I heard about it anymore, but I really like him. Also pretty great? Devendra Banhart’s new album, What Will We Be.

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19 November 2009

three more photographs

Posted by admin @ 12:44 pm    categories: Spainartpeopleteaching

the-word-mouth
I brought my camera to the infantil school this Wednesday. The girls in the four-year-old group are good students; the boys tend to sit in the back and occasionally participate. Here, the girls are demonstrating the word “mouth.”

The other day, when we went to the Rodchenko exhibition, we were originally trying to get to Avila. We failed, but pretend these two photos are from there:
plaza-de-castilla

water-tower

I like these photographs a lot.

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graffiti

Posted by admin @ 12:18 pm    categories: Spainarttraveling

Some images of cool graffiti. The first two are near my school; the rest were in Salamanca.

They’re mostly in black-and-white, since they were black-and-white images, and the dichromatic look brings ‘em out better.

graffiti-1

graffiti-2

zebra

graffiti-2

graffiti-2

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18 November 2009

Ketchup and Burgers

Posted by admin @ 16:29 pm    categories: FoodPsychology

burger-and-ketchup

First: I just read a post from the BPS about statistics, which I thought was worth a brief mention: the post is about how even when we study psychology, we tend to ignore the people who developed the techniques — and that it’s important to think of psychology as mathematics and as something fallible, rather than just as something you plug into SPSS. Anyway, the post briefly discusses the ten statisticians some guy thinks are the most important. I knew only two of their names, but I know about the things that seven of them have done, so this post was kind of cool.

More excitingly: I made ketchup today.

Yeah, I know. You’re looking up at the picture at the top of this entry and saying, “Ketchup?” That was my thought. This doesn’t really look like the ketchup we know — it looks more like tomato sauce. But at the same time, this definitely tastes like ketchup. It’s got that tangy sweetness you associate with ketchup. It also reminds me a bit of Smitty’s Sauce*, this orange sweet-and-sour spicy sauce we put on chicken and rice. And honestly, unlike traditional ketchup, I wouldn’t mind putting this on chicken and rice. It would even taste good.

Okay, so I should start off by saying that I didn’t make this up. I got the recipe from The Homesick Texan, who I’ve probably mentioned before, since she’s one of my favorite food bloggers. And what I’ve been saying, and what I’m going to say, is essentially an echo of her post. Like: I never really liked ketchup all too much in the past, but this is wonderful. Like: I could totally eat this ketchup with a spoon. (In fact, I did eat it on a slice of bread while I waited for the burgers to cook.) I should also note that her description is lovely, and moreover that the post title is awesome: “Chipotle Ketchup Changes Everything.” (Chipotles!)

So let me back up. I came across this recipe when she posted it in April, I think, and thought it sounded interesting, so I saved it in my bookmarks. And then I made her refried beans the other day, and remembered the ketchup post. And then I came across this post about ketchup and french fries on another blog, and I decided — well, dammit, time to make ketchup. Since then, I’d been planning it for perhaps two weeks. I finally got molasses, got brown sugar, and got apple (cider?) vinegar, and so today I finally got it together, and bought ground beef and fresh bread (at this Gallician bakery sort of near me that actually has pretty good bread, unlike most bakeries I’ve found).

At around 7:30 I started cooking the onions, got out the ingredients, added the tomatoes and sugar and vinegar and spices (plus some cumin, which I can’t help but use constantly) and chipotles to the pot, brought it to a boil, left it to simmer and so forth. Went in my room for about an hour, stirring occasionally. At ten-’til-nine, I took the pot off the burner to let it cool before putting it in the blender. I mixed the ground beef I had with some chopped garlic, some cumin, some pepper, and some rock salt, and put it in a pan with a bit of oil in the shape of two patties. (I ate both — but that’s the fault of my not having any lettuce for a salad, and also the fact that it was delicious. Also I only bought a small amount of beef†, but it was a big meal.) While the burgers cooked, I blended the ketchup, and then tried it out on a slice of bread. Oh wow, really good. Really, really good.

And then after the burgers were finished, I cut them in halves and ate them on the bread, with dollops of ketchup and nought else. I’d say they were the best burgers I’d had in years (sorry, Jacob — yours are good, but you never made me ketchup), except for Sammy’s, in Provo, Utah, which really did me in this summer with a barbecue-bacon-avocado burger. Or something like that. Still: these were damn-tasty. (And I think garlic should always be necessary in burgers.) I would recommend the ketchup.

Now I’m left with a glass jar filled with ketchup — so I guess I’ll need to make fries sometime soon. And burgers another day next week? The high acidity of the ketchup means it should last a while in the refrigerator.


* Smitty’s Sauce is a sauce my parents make that they learned when they lived in Rochester. It is (or was?) made by a restaurant there called Smitty’s. It’s this deep orange color, made with orange juice and vinegar and hot sauce and mustard (and, the way we make it, pineapple chunks and juice). This recipe sort of is like the one we use. Although it’s not the same.

† I really think you’ve gotta make your own burgers, rather than buying pre-made shaped patties. I mean, it is easier when you’re just cooking for one or two, but I think it’s generally worth it to make the burgers yourself. I wanted to buy freshly-ground beef, but I ended up being cheap and getting the meat from a supermarket, which was probably for the best.

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micah p. hinson

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Last night I went to my first concert in maybe half a year. It was really fun — not least because I missed going to concerts.

Okay, this isn’t technically true. I went and saw that band (Habana Abierta) with Emily and Mateo and Genny and Ashley and Maureen. But that was a band I’d only ever heard once before, and it’s not the same.

Anyway, last night I joined my friend Adelaida, with whom I work, to see Micah P. Hinson play at the Teatro Circo Price in Madrid. (You can even see photos from the concert, not taken by me, on flickr; o the internet.) According to her boyfriend, whose name I will admit to having forgotten, Hinson is a lot more popular in Europe than in the States; no one seems to have heard of him. (I learned of him from Ade.) He sounds to me a bit like Murder By Death (the band, not the movie), although his most recent album (All Dressed up and Smelling of Strangers), which he played a lot of music off of, is a variegated cover album, which really covers all sorts of music. His music is usually on the folk side of things, but one song he played made me think of the Ramones (it wasn’t a Ramones cover), one made me think immediately of the Dead Kennedys (I just listened to them as a result), and he covered Bob Dylan.

I don’t think that description really tells you very much, but I guess it’s as it’s going to be.

Micah, although technically the headliner (I think), played second; before him was a group called The Duke and The King, who played a sort of pop-rock that was pretty fun. (They also covered Helter Skelter.) And after him was a more-or-less-blues group called Black Joe Lewis & The Honeybears, who were fun, although I left about halfway through their set. (Best part of their set: a song called “Bootie Town” — in part because it was actually a fun song, and in part because of being asked what bootie meant. He translated, actually. He didn’t really speak Spanish (and for comparison, Hinson didn’t even try; there were clearly some people who understood, but a lot more I think who just cheered when it seemed right), but he knew enough to say “culo” and, later, “Mala Niña.

And that was that. I should go make dinner.

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16 November 2009

abbreviated adventures

Posted by admin @ 16:28 pm    categories: Spain

ropes in a church

I bought needles and thread for €0,75 at a dollar store today, and forgot for not the first time that butternut squash cannot be roasted like sweet potatoes for fries (I’ll buy it again soon enough, promise, and make some good proper squash lasagna maybe).

I went to Salamanca this past weekend. There will doubtless be some photographs uploaded. Just need to go through all 100+ of ‘em.

A post with some of my thoughts on internet etiquette is in the works. As are my applications to graduate school, which need to get finished. And, in fact, will get finished. Might even submit one tomorrow.

I’m going to see (musician) Micah P. Hinson tomorrow, with one of the women I work with and her friends. This will be the first time I hang out with people who are not my flatmates but who I met in Spain. I would be sad about this, except that it should be awesome, and it’s a first step.

This post is exactly as disjointed as my old journal entries used to be, only really more connected for all that. Oh LiveJournal-obsessed days, I miss you sometimes.

Actually, I’ve been thinking about this recently. So make that another post in the works: thoughts on how a[n online] journal entry gets written.

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