Supermarkets again

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We went away to the North German coast for a few days. It wasn’t a remote spot, though you might have thought it from the deserted beaches and windswept sand dunes. The surrounding infrastructure – discount supermarkets, cafes, restaurants – suggested summer saw busier days.

As is standard on holidays with small children, when we first arrived we went to the village’s only supermarket (a Netto) to stock up. Our list was modest: apples, bananas, cheese, butter, milk, bread, yoghurt, and jam. Mostly, we thought, we’d eat out.

Despite the simplicity of our culinary ambitions, Netto proved disappointing. Call me a snob, but I don’t believe not sure I have ever been in a supermarket with fewer things I might consider buying. Wherever we turned, we found junk. There are no other words for it. Continue reading

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

Pancakes (of course)

Pancakes

I had resolved yesterday not to post about pancakes. Too predictable, I thought, every other health blogger and their vegetarian pet poodle will be writing about pancakes. But then reading all of the inevitable pancake posts, holding back became harder and harder (pancake competitiveness perhaps), until finally, the ladle overflowed into the frying pan, for want of a better analogy … But I’ll be brief, and promise not to lecture. 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

Money where your mouth is

Colorful bowls with apple on wooden table

Posh cosmetics are absurdly expensive, or so it seemed to me whilst browsing the department store shelves for a new moisturiser. But we still buy them: most bathroom cupboards are so well stocked with lotions and potions they could be apothecaries.

I suppose it’s understandable that when it comes to beauty no expense is spared. We all like to look our best (and youngest) and these products very convincingly promise they will help us do just that. But they don’t, not really. Good genes, happy lives, healthy diets and enough sleep are far more important (though I do continue to slavishly follow the expensive skincare routine I introduced on turning thirty – ah, sweet delusion). Continue reading

My Valentine …

almonds

Now, imagine a card factory before Valentine’s Day: a never-ending line of pink-hearted, teddy-bear headed cards filing out of a printing machine, before being neatly slotted into a cellophane envelopes. Or the chocolate factory: great vats of vegetable oil, sugar and lactose swilling around before being dropped into little heart-shaped moulds and wrapped in red shiny paper. The thundering machines, the sickly smells of rancid fat … Romantic, no? Continue reading