Sunday, August 23, 2015

Juliet Carter vs. the Futility of Carnivorousness

My domain registration for successfully auto-renewed recently, giving me pause for thought as to what, exactly, my blog is about at this point, halfway through the mystical portal and hurtling towards the point of singularity, as we most assuredly must surely be. What started with the joyous enthusiasm of regained sight as a straight food blog, exulting Heston Blumenthal's zesty cheese sauce, has become so desultory 'n' dry that its last entry - only the second this year - repudiated cheese altogether. I explained my preoccupation with Fareshares' Facebook, but there's other reasons why is not what it once aspired to be.

"Really?"an interested person might enquire, if such may be presumed to exist. "And what might they be?" Well, I'd like to tell you & the world, but I don't know if you are ready to hear and, you know, it's one of those things where, if you have to ask, you prolly won't grok the answer. "Oh, right," the theoretical  formerly interested person may well then say, with an emphatic shrug, "fuck off, then!" So, allow me to let Juliet Carter explain. If you've not encountered Jules before, you might listen to this long interview with Dr Rock, who says he's been interacting with The Template for fifteen years, since the turn of the Century, which is even longer than I have been - ahem - entrained.

Juliet's front yard!
A thing that Dr Rocks says that resonates with me is that neither he nor his partner see themselves as 'workshop people,' who go in for varieties of New Age witchery and spiritual shopping. I too disdain that kind of super-egotism that constantly seeks spiritual one-upmanship. However, what I frequently say about The Template is that I did not choose it but it chose me. Through a series of coincidental steps - if you believe in that sort of thing - I found myself drawn into the way of The Template as it unfolded. Now, as the physical and emotional symptoms of change intensify, I find myself in community with a disparate group of seekers flung far around the internet, directed by Juliet from her base on Bali, who has just put out a substantial 'excerpt of the full newsletter that will be posted soon!'

'The name, The Template, she writes, 'was chosen for this model of transformation because the word denotes an essential substructure upon which the energetic organization of the superstructure can develop. A template is a primary elemental blueprint that establishes a seed code from which elaborations grow and mature. A template is a schematic and, as such, does not organize and adjust to the sophistication of each individual’s traits, behaviours, standards or beliefs.

The template of The Template is a model of restoration, the mechanics of which re-establish the Human life form as the full manifestation of its original blueprint. This unavoidably isolates the quintessential identity of the authentic individual from his/her projected persona.

The Human hologram is a series of template codes that create interfacing patterns through which subsequent alignments occur to define individual propensity. Each code inter-courses with all other codes, creating between them holonomic codes of denser symbiotic complexity. Each code is a fractal holding every other code within it.

The alignments that occur through circuitry reconnection activate systemic readjustments which translate into propensities, according to each individual’s capacity on all levels to release their addictions to programs of dependency that undermine Sovereignty. This dynamic is inherent to the directive of the template seed code.

There is an incalculable degree of reconciliation required to cross the bridge from here to who we are, in terms of embodying the full spectrum of the original Human blueprint. The design and progression of the model consists of ever more complex codes that activate the development and constant reform required to transcend a mutant matrix in order to reach full resonant interface with a paradigm that reflects the sentient Sovereignty of a transcendental Human.

The Template is encrypted in congruence with the central recognition that all life on Earth, in this temporal zone, is engaged in a mutant paradigm generated by the collective frequency feedback of a genetically modified race.

There is a world of difference between an imposed ideology and a schematic which develops according to the trajectory defined by the template that has generated and established it, the dynamic of which identifies any factor which inhibits the progression of adjustments and alignments that are essential and intrinsic to the model. The reconnection of circuity, of meridians, functions like acupuncture; re-establishing energy pathways to activate the individual’s energetic communion with their own potency and power. In China, before needles were invented to stimulate energy meridians, stories were used for that purpose.

A visionary process develops, concurrent with the growing capacity gained by steps just taken. The ground ahead grows ever steeper into uncharted territory as that which was once perceived as impossible takes shape and draws us on. In the density of this mutant paradigm, it is impossible not to be seduced by the ordained ideals of duality that snare us into censorship through our own limitations. It all looks so real, this mortal realm.


Just as many have identified fluoride as an inhibitor to the function of the pineal, we have identified the moon as an inhibitor to our ability to decipher the light of the Sun, establishing and reinforcing systemic failure & terminal decline. Religion inhibits self-realization by imposing systems of belief in god impersonators that dis-empower the individual’s ability to define their divinity. Religious icons objectify pre-ordained definitions of patriarchal, anthropomorphic deities that energetically revoke an individual’s ability to define the Source of their Creation for themselves, literally inhibiting electromagnetic inclusion into the eternal constant, the Maha Gaia Tantra of causality.

In this vein, The Template, without reservation, cites flesh consumption as an inhibitor to the integration of the realization of Human sentient Sovereignty, referencing the template of the model that defines liberation as an autonomous state of needlessness that may be achieved by transcending the tendencies which dictate our dualistic existence through suppression of Consciousness. This appraisal of eating meat is not about ‘lifestyle’ choices, based on a predetermined span of material existence; nor the political, social, or ecological considerations that postulate a way forward in the hope that this reality might work for you if only you can strike a deal with entropy. We are not about establishing better problems or a constructing a greener, more politically correct box to constrict ourselves in

Over the years, we've navigated the uproar instigated by the release of controversial information regarding religion and about the moon, yet no other issue brings forth greater indignation & vitriolic backlash than the subject of meat consumption. No need to ask why YouTube Comments are disabled for Mark Passio's provocative lecture, About Meat-Eaters!

Templeteers frequently become vegetarians and vegans spontaneously, during or shortly after their first experience of The Template Ceremonies. Some report being repelled by meat days before attending or even en route to the venue, tossing their packed lunches in the bin as their field of awareness registers the need to prepare to interface with a body of work that instigates integration into the vibratory infrastructure of a fractal unit of Consciousness whose ultimate goal is to be sustained autonomously. For some, this integration (& relinquishing all animal food products) may take years.

It is not optimal to abstain from meat eating as a discipline one adopts in order to accommodate and co-operate with a philosophy or template of any model, without feeling it in one's heart. For those who chose to be vegetarian/vegan from a sense of love and compassion and an unconditional perception of the equality and sacredness of all life, the abstinence from consuming flesh is not simply a dietary preference; it is a way of being that one cannot be shamed or coerced into. It’s not even a decision, but a response of Love that requires zero calculation and which surfaces as a result of integrating internal alignments as all programs within the holonomy of your incarnate self re-calibrate to the Benevolence of Creation.

There are those who have and will continue to assert that including the topic of flesh consumption as a relevant consideration in the assessment of Human development as an autonomous, self-referencing field of Consciousness, is not only outside of The Template's jurisdiction, but immaterial and invasive. All systems of oppressive, addictive programming are always supported by defensive attitudes, justifications, trivialization and denial. In relation to meat eating, people feel they have been personally attacked precisely because it is such a private and penetrating act to consume flesh. In addition to this, there may be an overwhelming sense of self-revulsion as knowledge of the suffering that is connected to the farming and butchering of animals is felt through the shared morphic field, triggering cognitive dissonance.

At this time, when many are awakening to the regimes and programs of deception shared through international multimedia and are pulling themselves out from under the control of external and internal programming, the response to yet another ‘rule’ they perceive to be a spiritually-imposed ideology, is the loud and indignant affirmation, “It’s My Choice!” In relation to the issue of eating animals, this is a declaration of astounding hypocrisy coming from anyone who claims their right to Sovereignty, considering the fact that the animal’s choice is disregarded at best and, at worst, disdained as insignificant. It simply does not add up and reveals a glaring inconsistency in the concept of Love as compassion, non-violence and equality for all.

It is surprising that factions of the worldwide community of those who denounce oppressive regimes that perpetuate war, genocide and torture are marginalizing the necessity to turn from meat eating in the face of the ever mounting information that reveals its detrimental impact at every level of ecology and Human existence.

‘Empower yourself to eventually stand up in delicate social & political situations & just say …. BULLSHIT! ‘ - Terence McKenna


All hail Vegan Sidekick
There is only so much of a person's carnivorous behaviour they can blame upon the guilt-tripping, puritanical Vegan Police. As irritating as that sort may be, it's nothing compared to having to witness dining rooms full people eating slabs of  bloody flesh in restaurants or smelling the stomach-churning rankness of charred meat on a BBQ.

The internet has provided a great forum to speak up for those who have no voice. Every day, thousands of people become Vegetarian & Vegan, for a variety of reasons. Concurrently, there are more inventive accusations against this trend as internet bloggers pointedly ridicule vegetarianism. Convoluted rationalizations are offered that will impart a get-out-of-jail-free-card to those who are intellectually developed enough to understand them. Vegetarianism is derided as a false morality imposed by the CIA / NWO agenda to render people too weak to resist oppression. Yes, you read that right!

Adopting a moral attitude means you are conforming with a standard response that, by default, defines your integrity within the confines of a social culture. A response to the brutality and slaughter of defenceless beings is an authentic, resonant appreciation that rises from the heart’s intelligence: an emotional response. Yes- emotional!

In the new rule book of meat eaters, the ‘emotional response’ to the abuse of animals that is expressed on the internet and is unavoidably inherent in any debate on the subject, is jumped upon and criticized as a form of hysteria that inhibits rational thinking. These accusations come are not only from the orthodox mainstream meat consumers, but also from those who are members of alternative metaphysical communities. They attend workshops in Tantra, relationships and the embodiment of the sacred marriage of the male and female in order to achieve balance, to become present, to get in touch with their feelings. It all smells like the same old patriarchal bullshit: criticizing honest expressions of compassion; ridiculing a spectrum of response in order to support their limited ability to be aware and take responsibility for their indulgence in their addictions; re-framing a heart-centred response to a blatant situation of extreme and barbaric cruelty as 'hyper-sentimentality,' an emotional response that is a product of the enfeebled modern age. Are they, then, willing to take a lamb or calf from its mother, slit its throat and skin it?

You don’t need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows.

Mid-last Century, factions of the youth generation began to expand their Consciousness through psychedelic experiences and various practices that brought their focus to the transcendental potential embedded in their bodily energy systems, engendering a reverence for the sacredness of all life. Profound metaphysical insights into the nature of reality activated a dismantling of the prevalent social structures and a demand for civil rights, racial equality and respect for the ecology. Young men refused to go to war. Killing was not cool and eating animals became a glaring theoretical contra-indication for the conscious evolution of Humanity.

Within a new hedonistic superficial cultural structure of a hybrid form of 'spirituality' - the pick-‘n-mix metaphysics of the 'New Age ' - meant that you could tuck into a steak if you 'bless' it, or maybe just use your mighty powers of Intention to turn it into a carrot – although, to the naked eye, it still looks like a lump of flesh.

In cafés that purport to purvey Health Foods, one sees people sitting with eyes closed in reverent meditation, holding their hands over their chicken lunch while murmuring some incantation that insures exemption from the karmic consequences of the various acts of brutality that occurred between the brief life of the chicken and its appearance on their plates.

Another claim against vegetarianism that is growing in popularity on the internet is that many of the subversive radical innovations and realization of the 60’s and 70’s were the result of a dastardly CIA infiltration. The works of dead poets, philosophers and psychedelic trailblazers are misquoted and taken out of context to support self-serving views and agendas that rest upon disparaging the efforts and achievements of a generation. Every cultural era has been infiltrated by a controlling force that wishes to manipulate and exploit its advancements in breaking with primary identification with religion, race and culture in order to serve those who hold dominion over this reality - never more so than at this time. It would seem a good idea to consider whether your perception of the 60s era of radical politics is being manipulated by the same forces and agencies of disinformation you are citing as having created it, before you jump in and help them rewrite the history books.

At this time, when global insanity is experiencing an exponential acceleration and that which was hidden is being thoroughly exposed, it is not such a stretch to recognize the programs that are responsible for the suppression of Human Consciousness. Every week, every day, new reasons surface to at least re-evaluate the implications of tying your existence into the domain of MURDER that is MEAT!.

 A definition of Source that is coalescing in the sacred crucible of the Human heart-body-mind as it downloads and decodes the divinity of light is one that recognizes spirit and matter to be one energy in different stages of manifestation. We are individualized aspects of one unified body of Divine Consciousness. We can feel that every nuance of celestial influence within our solar system has a significant impact on our cognitive process. A subtle change in the ratio of our delicately balanced brain chemistry can open thresholds into other dimensions.


Eating flesh that has been the sentient containment of a being that thought, cared, gave birth, had habits, desires and fears and was murdered is not simply about food; it is not only a physiological, but also an energetic and psychological interaction.

When the time of slaughter draws near, the animal knows death is close. The abattoir environment is riddled with entities that feed on brutality & fear; the smell of blood, the forlorn stench of dis-empowerment.

Those animals awaiting death hear the screams of animals that are killed before them & go into a state of deep psychotic disassociation, similar to a child who cannot escape inevitable abuse. The dread, panic and horror is such that relief is found only in disengagement from awareness, opening the way to invasion by entities that feed on such levels of suffering. The animal will move into fight-or-flight mode but it will not be able to escape or defend itself. The adrenaline meant for muscular reaction is trapped in its body. This is what causes rigor mortis and explains why freshly-killed meat has to be 'hung' before it can be eaten, i.e.: the process of putrefaction must begin before the animal's flesh becomes digestible.

Those who engage in this mass murder as their chosen profession are inevitably afflicted and impaired by this miasma of abominable despair – as will be those who consume the end product of flesh, tidily offered up in neat little packages. Consuming flesh creates a potent physiological cognitive bias that depresses the instinct of compassion that not only perpetuates the act but renders it an addiction.

Everything we consume has an effect on our chemistry and emits bio-informational signals that recalibrate behavioural responses. Memory carried in the DNA and blood plasma and the adrenal toxicity trapped in the muscular flesh, caused by the extreme fear of the threatened animal, has a psychopathological effect. Ingesting flesh and blood constitutes a powerful form of psychic exchange of negativity: negative experiences; negative propensities; negative proclivities that can all affect one's own cognitive processes. This includes the depression of the function of the pineal and intuitive perception. Consuming flesh, blood and bone marrow fractures identity and feeds the reptilian brain to reinforce a rationale of hierarchy that promotes acceptance of hostile domination and reduces every form of life to a position in the food chain.

I began to write this newsletter on the Balinese holiday of Kuningan, an important day of celebration. In one of the main rituals, forgiveness is asked of the gods. The request is made through animal sacrifice. In fact, a Sanskrit term used for animal sacrifice is bali, originally meaning, 'tribute, offering or oblation.' In the picture you will see a duck about to meet its end in order to please the gods of the Humans that gather around in this common ritual. Off to the left is a goat on a piece of blue plastic line. It also awaits ritual death and do not imagine that it does not know it. There is ceremony carried out in the street, offerings and prayers are said whilst holding a bird. The bird is not then set free to symbolize the soaring of the spirit as it is liberated, having just been absolved from some perceived wrong doing, but instead has its head torn off.

It is easier for the western culture to deny the concrescence of a whole system of suppression created between gods, religions, murder, death and carnivorous behaviour when their meat is neatly wrapped in homogenized cellophane packages. The established psychogenic behaviour of ritual murder and flesh consumption as a spiritual rite is the dominant world practice: as such it is archetypally represented in the morphic field. Those who engage in consuming flesh are affiliated with this field through vibrational entrainment. This connection presents points of sanctioned behavioural reference in the psyche.

In western towns and cities it is not in your face and out on the street – there's no blood in the gutter to bring home the reality of a dominant collective global belief that the mercy and forgiveness of your god, whom you credit as having dominion over your existence, can be won over with animals' throat-slitting. This is high magic of the darkest order and is practised in all orthodox religions (e.g.: the Catholic doctrine of transubstantiation, in which worshippers believe that the wafer and the wine turn into the flesh and blood of Jesus) and secret societies, to the degree that it is a governing field of practice that oppresses the human spirit.

Eating flesh that is ‘grass fed’ and was so generously granted free range to ensure its organic content for the benefit of your health is not going to accord you dispensation from being complicit in its suffering, nor grant you exemption from the entity-riddled astral realms that are sustained by violent murder. 'Humane killing' is oxymoronic because there is no such thing as killing humanely.

Entrainment occurs when two energetic systems become harmonic through proximity. This is the dynamic in play through many forms of healing, in particular, through sound. When the entrainment is realized through the resonant feedback of an empowering frequency that reinforces, rejuvenates & resurrects a potency that is in line with creation and is intrinsic to the original masterpiece of the Human design prior to genetic modification, transformative restoration occurs.

Entrainment may also occur through repeated exposure to disempowering systems of co-dependency. As one repeats & repeats the names of gods one becomes entrained into the morphic field represented by that sound frequency. One plugs into the realm of programs that constitute that god program, stunting one's ability to define the Benevolence of Creation in our own terms. When we ingest meat, we become entrained to the stimulus response patterns that are initiated through that deathly vibration.

Meat eaters always say how grounded they are. Of course one might well feel strong on a rush of blood and marrow juice; you’re using the life force of another being instead of figuring out a way to better sustain your molecular structure. It’s lazy, it’s vampirism. Of course it grounds you in this paradigm reality: it is in frequency resonant with suffering, entropy and death. ‘The Secret Life of Plants’ came out in 1969 to reveal the sacred sentient sovereignty of all manifestations of life and to inspire a way of being that would cause as little harm as possible. It is now regularly being referenced as a reason NOT to be a vegetarian and to eat meat! In this dualistic paradigm, until we are able to achieve and stabilize breatharianism, we are prey to the fact that for something to live, something must die.

When debating this subject, responsibility for the actual act of killing is often sidestepped, most commonly by raking up the past and by dragging racism into the equation, stimulating shame and guilt to distract from the issue. Westerners are called out for their arrogant desire to practice and promote vegetarianism , apparently because it insults indigenous people who know better through their connection to the natural world. The issue is distilled down to egotistical people of opinion and belief vs. people of culture and tradition, referencing the past because they cannot envision the future.

This is not about any 'ism' or food choices that are arrived at via intellectual analysis or religious belief. This is not truly about food at all. To invoke the cultures and traditions of the past as your map to the future is to deny your own shamanistic nature. To deny all you have learned about the true history of Humanity and to surrender to all the aspects of mutant programs that generate this perverted paradigm.

All suppressive programs of behaviour that have been historically consecrated as supremely noble and ethical and thus petrified into tradition - whatever era or country they originated - are the proclamations of a patriarchal cultural succession that drags with it all reiterations of psycho-cultural brain entrainment. A self-proclaimed indigenous shaman of Australia, whose ability to remove entities from people has become widely sought after, has made this public statement: “If you are responsible for the death of a human or animal before its time without its permission, then that spirit has a right under laws of LORE to take over that body that was responsible for its death.”

Who decides the time of death and how is permission asked and granted? There is no doubt that the meat you meet in your market place has not given permission for the extreme suffering it has been subjected to!

It is politically correct these days, when one can’t quite substantiate one's position, to reference ‘what shamans do’, as if the psychogenesis of their cognitive process was not perceived through the prism of this mutant matrix conjured from the same old cauldron of the militant murderous archetypal pantheon of god impersonators! Shamanism must be stripped of its cultural peculiarities. It does not belong to any country. The Sun rises in the East, but it is not an Eastern Sun.

Those who invoke the customs of indigenous cultures which predominantly eat meat to gather ballast for their argument opportunistically eclipse many other inequitable aspects of those cultures that are not in alignment with our western ways. In particular, those patriarchal structures that exclude women from temples, ceremonies and governance and impose upon them roles of servitude and submissions which may include genital mutilation in the Middle East, 28 countries in Africa and parts of Asia and Central and South America.

Historically, there has been no peace on this planet, no time without war, suffering and injustice, so why refer to the past as a map to the future? Why assume that eating flesh was beneficial to the evolution of any culture that was fuelled by it?

There has been a lot of healing and transformational work done by all of us to redefine relationships, to ourselves, to each other, to the Benevolence of our Creation, through which we have addressed the balance of power between the male and female potencies, socially and sexually.

This is a time in which radical transformation is needed in order to reset the paradigm from fear-based to Love. The new paradigm cannot be interpreted and determined as a theory. We need solutions that are generated from the core through which the paradigm is being projected. We have been navigating our way through the maze, the rat race, through the dim and the grim, reaching for the right way, the kind way, the light way, the way of love - Ahimsa.

In this dualistic paradigm, choices are made in each incremental moment: this is accepted, that is rejected; this is embraced, that is avoided; this is believed, that is not true. Each day, an endless & relentless series of turns are taken on the journey between the rising and setting of the Sun, most of them unconscious, as we follow the path that is known, well trodden; the path that is dictated by religion, by tradition & culture. The conventional path that is chosen unconsciously: through repetition rather than remembrance; through habit rather than discrimination; through dependency rather than preference; through fear rather than love; through neural pathways of the brain set into grooves through chemical suppression of the pineal; through the reward/punishment cycle begun at birth and set in motion through family and society and culture, moving us further and further away from the sentient sovereign impulse to respond ecstatically to the moment until that which is natural becomes not only impossible but unthinkable.

Massive change is anticipated in this era of transformation. There are many who feel that the Solstice portal of 2012 was a non - event, not only because what transpired did not match up to the hype, but because once again, this event was tagged a CIA program put out to distract from escalating global concerns.

But the 2012 portal WAS an alignment of incalculable relevance. The alignment of the torsion field structure of the universal holonomy is eternally in synchronomic motion - a space/time continuum, which is not a sequential binary signal-response pattern that exhausts a supply of energy resulting in entropy, but a fractally constructing, self-referencing sea of possibility. The 2012 alignment recalibrated Earth and its inhabitants to that continuum. Yes, it was only for an instant: in that heartbeat of a moment the Sun communicated a seed code of absolute convergence with the Galactic Core and the Heart of the Cosmos, overriding all system inhibitors to contact all sentient beings and planting a new point of reference for endlessness in their DNA.

You cannot un-ring a bell. Can you not feel that seed inside you?

There are new components within the alchemy of our existence that have come to light and once they are factored into our existence and our perception of Who We Are, they change the ratios of reality. The wheels and cogs of time churn for eons, the waters of renewal falling drop-by-drop on the creed of mortality written in the stone of ages whilst inter-dimensional vortices align through the convergence of stars and planets, opening portals into dark matter, letting through the influence of the Source Code of the Maha Tantra of Creation, differentiating into the geometries of light, cascading through the portals created by celestial alignment, ushering in the glimmer of the light of life eternal.

So, there you have it! 'I hope that within these shared words your truth can be felt,' Juliet concludes. I hope so, too, and in making way on my blog for her words, I indicate that More Gravy is turning from it's preoccupation with mere recipes. It is going to get weirder.

Tuesday, April 21, 2015

Post Cheesynessence

Ha, ha: the last-saved draft of this blog entry began, 'hard to believe it's Eater (sic.) already, but you had better believe that, just because I haven't been blogging about it, does not mean that I have not been cooking!' 

Dull pic. of nuthin' much cookin'
Indeed, you must believe that many are the blog posts I have begun to compose over the six months or more since the close of last BBQ season and, believe it or not, we fired up the communal BBQ on our roof top for the first time this season only last night. Not, likesay, that your BBQ is strictly my scene, Gene.

Actually, several of my putative blog posts were extensively researched - the lasagne epic; the nut roast saga - but events intervened before they were written up and then the moment passed. Life, as John Lennon might have said, is what you actually eat while you are thinking about recipes. Permit me to summarize the progress of my on-going culinary odyssey.

During Veganuary, starting the year as I meant to proceed, I confronted my sugar habit, again, and once more abstained from eating cheese. I hoped that a month of no sugar in coffee and tea would re-educate my palate and make unsweetened beverages more acceptable. As for cheese, I renounced all dairy for Lent last year and this year I did it again, having breezed through a cheese-free January. In early February, celebrated with a half kilo block of Mature Cheddar and pigged out on cheesey toasties for a fortnight, until I felt fat & queasy.

Don't get me wrong. If we are going to Franco Manca in Brixton Market for pizza before or after the movie, I am having number five, with anchovy and mozzarella. Innit. However, at home fron day to day, I can mostly do without cheese. Engevita Nutritional Yeast Flakes make an acceptable substitue for grated Parmesan, providing that twist of umami to pasta sauces. Mash the flakes into a paste with oil, plus turmeric and other spices and smear it over a cauliflower before baking to make a weirdly cheesey baked cauliflower!

Gotta love vegansidekick.
'If I am not yet quite ready to relinquish all cheese,' I wrote around the Equinox, 'I am so over blocks of supermarket cheddar, in any permutation!' It is not that I want to be vegan - I embrace no 'ism' - but I do recognis-ize the imperative to progressively refine one's diet. My resolutions for this year are to avoid animal products and supermarkets, so far as is practicable and as much as I want to at any given moment.

Abstinence taught me that I prefer to sweeten coffee or tea, but sugar is bad and I'm not convinced that the approved vegan alternatives - agave syrup - are any better. So, I'm going to carry on using honey. I'm not ashamed to say that I buy the cheapest honey, but at least I buy it from Oli's, - the Turkish 24 hour market in Walworth Road - rather than Tesco. I mean, I know it's stolen from the bees of more than one country, both within and beyond the borders of the EU, but it is 100% clear honey, which must be better than refined sugar. Even if, you know, it is stolen from bees; that is currently where I draw the line!

Nor a Sainsbury's Loco!
Swerving Tesco is facilitated by my involvement with Fareshares, where I continue to volunteer on Wednesday afternoons, when we re-stock, and do the 4-6pm shift on Thursdays behind the counter in the shop. I also run the Facebook page - another reason why this blog has been quiet - and use this image as a profile pic. Indeed, Fareshares is the anti-Tesco, a perfect example of non violent direct action against corporatism and a durable model that should be widely copied. Why doesn't every neighbourhood have its own Fareshares?

My involvement with Fareshares has been hugely rewarding, not financially - although I benefit from the same discounts as y'all - but in terms of community relations and personal nutrition, as I continue to try. My conversion to the creed of coconut oil has been a real game changer, in terms of getting away from animal fats. It has become my default cooking fat and I have been known to spread it on toast.

I think my lingering attachment to animal fats is mostly about that unctuous way they coat one's tonsils. Over Lent, last year, I succumbed to an urge to splurge cow grease on my toast while on retreat with no lovely coco to go to for that peculiarly comforting mouth feel. Even now I furtively stash a block of unsalted butter in the fridge door for spreading on toast, mostly, and melting into mashed potatoes when the Vegan Police aren't looking. Don't tell anyone!

Wednesday, September 3, 2014

Oh no, not BBQ!

Za'atar vs. achar

And so another BBQ season sizzles to its climax with the annual Nothing Hill Grates jerk chicken championship, held over the August bank holiday w/e. I & I, naturally, does not do ckicken, nor jerked 'n' charred flesh of any kind. For me, Carnival can only be about booming bass bins, contact highs and grilled corn cobs. 

This year, what with the rain and all, I stayed dry at home & griddled my own corn, smeared with coconut oil & spiced with red achar masala and green Za'atar from Palestine: the red of the chillies; the green of the wild thyme & the gold of the griddled corn cob. As Bob Marley may say: got to have Kaya now, before the rain comes falling down.

I swerve barbecues because they are irredeemably meaty, but there was a time when I was well into cooking over coals. One fine Summer, on any given Sunday, I ran a rib pit in my back yard, using the bones of the previous week's ribs to make stock for the next week's sauce, using Paul Prudhomme's recipe (swapping pork for chicken stock, obvs.) and marinating each rack of ribs over Saturday night. Indeed, I still feel a pang when I stumble upon an episode of Diners, Drive-Ins & Dives and that guy with the peroxide hairdon't is tucking into BBQ briskett. Sigh, as Homer Simpleton might say.

Back in the 1980s when living in Manhattan (and earning my corn by cutting up meat in a restaurant prep kitchen) Papaya King was a second home. Now, the nearest I get to a Kosher frankfurter is vegan hot dogs, Tofu Wieners in particular. A case of these was mistakenly delivered to FareShares but they went in the ‘fridge anyway & became a big hit: “Just like real the real thing,” according to one ingenuous volunteer.

Fat Gay Vegan provoked quite a response when he asked Facebook followers to ‘share photos of your latest vegan hot dog accomplishments... I wanna see them all!’ There were some mighty fine hot diggety dawgs, but I side with the self-proclaimed ‘Vegan hot dog queen’ who confessed, ‘My obsession with sauerkraut on vegan hot dogs is slightly out of hand.’ She sounds like my girl!

Tofu wiener griddled in mini baguette mit sauerkraut & bbq sauce.

This Summer, I've recreated the classic hot dog by griddling the sausage and serving it in a toasted bun, with mustard + sauerkraut. 'Kraut is incredibly good for you, honestly, but it must be served warm and not so sloppy that it soaks the bread. Likesay, the Tofu Wieners, which are supposed to be heated in hot water for three to four minutes, are good for griddlin', but the Vegusto hot dog is squeezed into a plastic skin that must be removed before going near a grill, so steaming 'em is the only way to go. One can then sear the steamed sausage on the grill, but it is a birrova faff. Good flavour, though.

Griddled veggie skewers.
Bun-wise, I like the mini baguettes sold X3 for a quid in the Vietnamese supermarket on Walworth Road. As a French colony, the Viets learned to make fresh bread with no fat in it twice daily, which is great if you can get the bread at breakfast time. However, Longdan has craftily centralised its baking in Leyton and its delivery van has been known to travel to the Elephant via Kingston, so the bread's half a day old already. Getting the buns for my Steely Dan listening party on the roof - at which BBQ veggie skewers were served in mini baguettes, split & toasted and smeared with humous - eventually entailed the manager phoning to advise me of their arrival!

For reasons too dull to explore, I failed to photograph the finished veggie skewer sandwich, but it was a beautiful thing, you may believe. The trick with your veggie skewers is to part roast the peppers, & I used radishes, and to marinate the mushrooms overnight. Cubes of haloumi are an option for non-vegans (on the left, below). Soak the skewers overnight before assembling your kebabs, so they don't burst into flames on the barbie. Actually, I took my griddle up to the roof, so my skewers never actually saw flames. Can you believe I purveyed all those shown below, with humous in mini baguettes, and didn't snap  pic. aof a single one? They were snatching them out of my hand!

Veggie skewers served on the roof, 14.06.14.

I can't end my Summer recipe round-up without mention of vegan mayonnaise. It's really easy to emulsify soya milk, honest. I make it using a stick mixer in a pint glass. You’ll need twice as much oil as soya milk and don’t use good olive oil, except perhaps at the end, to give your ‘mayo’ some class. Start with mustard powder and a splash of apple juice concentrate, add the soya milk and then mix in the oil slowly, blending continuously, until it has a mayonnaise consistency. Pour it over new potatoes, mix it with shredded cabbage & carrot to make coleslaw, or chopped celery, apple & hazelnuts to make Waldorf salad. Happy days!

Vegan coleslaw & potato salad.