Tales from the soda stream

Apple on desk

In the office space I share with a collection of other freelancing nomads, we are equipped, beyond the desk and chair, with a soda stream and a coffee machine. There is a small kitchen too, but here I am mostly concerned with the gadgets.

From my modest desk in the middle of the room, I have observed an interesting and perhaps more than anecdotal trend. To excuse my apparent lack of attention to my work, I should add that both machines whizz and fizz so loudly that they are near impossible to ignore. Crouch behind my laptop and stare furiously at the screen as I may, I cannot help but notice the comings and goings. Continue reading

Fresh from the greengrocers – an ode to purple sprouting broccoli

Purple sprouting broccoli

Would we eat better if cookery programmes were axed from the telly? Almost certainly. Inspiration for the few, oppression for the many: it’s my theory that they set absurdly unrealistic expectations of the meals we should serve up on the table each evening. Creamed this, glazed that, breaded, roasted, toasted, marinated; nothing short of a restaurant-style meal will do.

Most recipe books (written often by same said TV chefs) are just as bad. And, slave to their instructions, we scour the supermarket shelves for expensive and exotic goods. Quick fix 30-minute, nay 15-minute recipes books may pose as more straightforward, but in requiring their own host of unseasonable fare or flavour cheats – curry paste or, worse, ketchup – are merely a milder symptom of the same problem. Continue reading

Chia and me

Solitary woman

When I started this blog at the beginning of the year, I was full of ardent intent to create a simple and sensible guide to eating and living well. It started off as planned: alongside the blogging, I ate three sensible and delicious meals a day with the odd nutritious snack (almonds, an apple, a couple of dried apricots) thrown in for good measure. Generally, I felt light and happy.

But at some point between then and now, I became seduced, and utterly so, by the roguish promises of health food blogs. Admittedly, this fate is hard to avoid if you spend your evenings scouring the internet for interesting and nutritious recipes because most of these are on health blogs promoting (probably paid to promote) all sorts of faddish ingredients. Both my ongoing penchant for ‘clean’ foods and hard-to-shake-off habit of looking for magic-bullet foods had weakened my resistance. Continue reading

In all seriousness (and beetroot)

Beetroot

Browse the internet or a bookshop and you’ll find a slew of advice on how to be taken more seriously – by your partner, your colleagues, or even by your own children. Lower your voice, hold someone’s gaze, focus on the things most important to you, and so on. It’s important too, because it’s how you get people to listen to your ideas – and even a three-year-old knows that not being listened to is one of the most frustrating things in the world. (I am writing on the eve of International Women’s Day.)

Whether these methods work is another matter, but to be taken seriously must be something we want, or we wouldn’t be so open to all that lecturing on the subject. Strange that, because I don’t see much evidence of us putting these ideas into practice. Open your eyes and ears to it: in the office sentences trail off into self-conscious laughter (of both the boisterous and meek kind); at the playground parents absent-mindedly chide small children with one eye still on their Facebook-covered iPhone screens; and lovers on the tube quarrel in mock baby voices. Mostly, it seems, we’re busy trying to be liked (whether by our new boyfriend or on social media) instead. Continue reading

Canteens and office blocks

Office canteen

My husband (to whom this post is dedicated) works for a large company on the outskirts of a big city. There are no shops nearby and the food in the canteen is dreadful. Though he may dutifully enjoy reading my idealistic posts about buying M&S salads and popping into local deli-come-cafes for soup and a quinoa and feta salad (or so he says for an easy life), they are useless to him. In these circumstances – certainly not his alone, but the fate of many office works – how does he devote himself to the pursuit of good health?

To my mind, he has two options. The first: he could become very well organised and stock his office with a supply of good food. For all you naysayers, this is not quite as unrealistic as it sounds, because it should only require an hour of time invested at the weekend – surely well worth feeling bright and sprightly for an entire week.

Allowing for a couple of business lunches out and croissant-fuelled breakfast meetings (a degree of realism is an important facet of any life change), the list below should be enough to cover most breakfasts, lunches and snacks for a week. Note, I assume access to a local supermarket at least once a week, and an office equipped with fridge, bowls, plates, forks and spoons …

The office block long list: 

  • Large bag of mixed nuts and/or seeds
  • Bag of unsulphured dried apricots
  • Tub of roasted sweet potatoes (made at home on a Sunday and then stored in the office fridge) – double the recipe you find here.
  • Bag of spinach leaves (to serve as the base for lunchtime salads, or to extend puny canteen salads)
  • Bunch of bananas
  • 5 apples / pears
  • Cucumber
  • Tins of tuna (in springwater)
  • 2 packets of smoked fish (trout / mackerel / salmon)
  • Block of feta
  • 2 avocados
  • Unsweetened muesli
  • Milk of your choice (whole, soya, almond etc.)
  • Big tub of natural or Greek yoghurt
  • Olive oil
  • Cider or red wine vinegar
  • Small loaf of sliced rye bread
  • Tin of chickpeas

These ingredients should then be used throughout the week to provide a variety of meals – such as …

For breakfast: yoghurt, fruit, and nuts; or muesli, fruit and milk; for lunch: spinach, chickpeas, tuna (feta or smoked fish could easily be used instead), a few chunks of sweet potato, 1/2 avocado with a dash of vinegar and olive oil and a slice of rye bread on the side; or a very quick meal of rye bread, smoked fish and a big chunk of cucumber; snacks could include fruit, nuts and yoghurt.

But, I will admit that such organisation is only for the dedicated, and even they have weeks so busy this level of office-based food preparation is unrealistic. Now to the alternative: understanding how to make the best of what’s on offer (ideas below) and creating just enough time (no more than 15 minutes) to buy this very pared down list of essentials from any basic supermarket.

The office block bare essentials:

  • Apples and bananas
  • Nuts
  • Rye bread
  • Yoghurt
  • (High quality) sliced cheese
  • Bar of dark chocolate (70%+)

Simple ideas for making the best of it in the worst canteen:

1) Always choose the simplest and least processed option(s) – e.g. salad, a sandwich, soup, fish, boiled potatoes.

2) When choosing salad, be sure to ask for the dressing on the side – that way you can opt out of smothering edible fresh food with an inedible sugary, starchy, fatty slime, or at least moderate the amount that gets smeared on. When choosing a sandwich, go for the one with the least in  – so bread and cheese, rather than bread and cheese and mayonnaise and chutney.

3) Steer clear of any dish served in a gloopy and oddly shiny-looking sauce. It’s bound to be salt, additive, and sugar laden.

4) Always include some protein for lunch – whether this be in the form of an omelette, scrambled eggs, a piece of fish, or some natural yoghurt for dessert.

5) Avoid cheesy pastas at all costs. Just looking at them is enough to make you feel sleepy.

6) Don’t succumb the temptation of afternoon cake (which, if wrapped in plastic and looks like it will survive a nuclear attack, cannot be anything but bad for you). Feast on nuts, fruit a square of chocolate instead.

7) And remember, two slices of rye bread and cheese is a much better breakfast than two cheap pain au chocolats from the canteen.

A bad habit turned good

Tea and biscuitsWhen we talk of habits, mostly we mean bad ones – not quite so bad as the excessive consumption of narcotics, more the as a one-off harmless, but done every day pretty harmful type, so engrained in your behaviour you barely notice it.

A few food-related (as befits this blog) bad habits? Sugar absent-mindedly stirred into your morning coffee, a croissant on your way to work, the crisps you don’t need but free with your sandwich at lunch, a Twix dipped into a mid-afternoon cup of PG Tips, that splurge of ketchup next to your sausages and mash, or the two glasses of wine you don’t mean to but will inevitably drink in front of the telly.   Continue reading

In transit

BA UK

Inevitably there are days when we shuttle from country to country, whirling through stations and airports, only resting in transit. Modern lives demand travel. And often it’s no bad thing; taking you somewhere new or, at least, beloved. But joyous reunions and exciting adventures aside, also waiting at the other end is that repellent sludgy feeling induced only by dehydration and packaged food.

Now, I will concede that finding a fresh broccoli, avocado and quinoa salad is harder when on the move, but excuses are excuses and maintaining a healthy lifestyle is very possible, as long as you plan suitably and subdue temptation. Some ideas on how. Continue reading

A sense of ceremony – or bananas on sticks

Busy lives

My three-and-a-half year old daughter has a penchant for sweet treats. Hard as this may be to believe, she appears not yet to recognise the benefits of her sage mother’s ascetic approach to food – perhaps because she is growing as fast as a bean-shoot and constantly darts between her two favourite activities of bouncing on the settee and jumping on our bed, or possibly just because she’s three-and-a-half. Anyway – I digress.

This results in a persistent clamouring for “something sweet – no, something really sweet,” said in that typically three-and-a-half year old, utterly resolute voice. And because she eats a (reasonably) balanced diet the rest of the time – with plenty of protein, healthy fats and wholegrains – I give her craving some credit and usually try to find something acceptable both to her and me; though not always an easy task. Continue reading

Returning to the straight and narrow

Victorian Supper Table

I was at a birthday party a few weeks ago, and, after a couple of civilised hours chatting, sipping wine and swaying elegantly (or so I liked to think) on the dance floor, I found myself alone beside the buffet table. Despite having eaten a balanced evening meal only a few hours before, I was inexplicably and irresistibly drawn, in my two-glasses-of-wine haze, to what seemed to me to be a resplendent cheese board and accompanying tapenade. I started modestly – just two small slithers of cheese, one thin slice of baguette and a spoonful of tapenade. So far so good.

But with no-one there to observe my greed, I soon returned to the table and re-filled my plate more generously. The food was tasty, but far too rich for a midnight snack. It was on my third and greediest trip, as I plugged a large chunk of bread slathered with cheese and tapenade into my mouth without even putting it on my plate that I had a moment of clarity: no longer an interested taste, this had become a fully fledged gorge. I wiped my lips and stopped there. Continue reading

Lavish dinners in moderation

January

Poor dark, cold January has become a time for rather miserably hiding away and cutting back on life’s excesses – almost like an entire month of hangover – following a lavish Christmas. But I find it hard to advocate the practice of such punishing abstinence.

This excessive detoxing seems too short-term and painful to me. What if your best friend’s birthday in January, or indeed your wedding anniversary? What if you get to February so fed up of your steak-for-dinner diet that you go on a three-day baguette-feeding frenzy? Or you celebrate your month of dryness with a whisky drinking night out on the town? Surely, anything so far removed from your normal life is almost doomed to failure, or, at best, only very fleeting success. Continue reading