Thursday 24 April 2008

Yac-on..Yac-off...



Yacon is a perennial plant grown in the Andes for its crisp, sweet-tasting tuberous root. The texture and flavor has been described as a cross between a fresh apple and watermelon which is why it is sometimes referred to as the apple of the earth.
The Yacon plant is extremely complex. Its tubers are high in protein and dietary fiber, vitamins A and C, and are a good source of calcium, iron, phosphorus and potassium.
This is what it says on the back of the bag.
We've been using Yacon syrup as sweetener, but hadn't seen the chips, as I call them. The bag calls them Dried Yacon Slices.
I like them. They kinda remind me of dried apricots, only not as sweet. It's a good chew.
Steve says they taste like underwear.
Of course, I had to ask the obvious question...
I threw a couple in my blender when I made my green smoothie today, and the small handful you see in the picture was sacrificed.
The 4 oz bag cost $8.98 CDN and I'm thinking that this is my new normal, because I seem to have stopped gasping and clutching my chest at these prices.

Yac-on..Yac-off...



Yacon is a perennial plant grown in the Andes for its crisp, sweet-tasting tuberous root. The texture and flavor has been described as a cross between a fresh apple and watermelon which is why it is sometimes referred to as the apple of the earth.
The Yacon plant is extremely complex. Its tubers are high in protein and dietary fiber, vitamins A and C, and are a good source of calcium, iron, phosphorus and potassium.
This is what it says on the back of the bag.
We've been using Yacon syrup as sweetener, but hadn't seen the chips, as I call them. The bag calls them Dried Yacon Slices.
I like them. They kinda remind me of dried apricots, only not as sweet. It's a good chew.
Steve says they taste like underwear.
Of course, I had to ask the obvious question...
I threw a couple in my blender when I made my green smoothie today, and the small handful you see in the picture was sacrificed.
The 4 oz bag cost $8.98 CDN and I'm thinking that this is my new normal, because I seem to have stopped gasping and clutching my chest at these prices.

Wednesday 16 April 2008




Taking a stand when it means going against the flow is something I personally have found terrifying in my life.

I was not raised to speak my mind, certainly not an opposing thought!

Don't make waves, go with the flow, blend in, don't make a scene, not too loud, and for god's sake, SMILE.

Then came raw.

Now I really am smiling. :)

I'm also finding my voice in there. Funny thing to say when I'm a singer. Even that voice took a gold-embossed invitation and a lot of coaxing to come out.

The voice that is nudging me now is the voice that I wasn't allowed (aloud) to use. The voice that doesn't always say pretty things, that doesn't go with the flow, that argues popular notion.

On the inside, and to those safe couple of people uber close to me, I am a rather vocal and opinionated woman! But they call me the Singin' Frog. ...'Hello my baby, hello my honey...' but open the box and... ribbitt.

Between Eft and Raw, trying to stay quiet is like trying to keep a beach ball under water.

Not even about raw foods, but in general, the cleaner fuel I'm burning, the more authentic I feel. With that authenticity comes a truth that won't be quelled, even when it goes against the flow.

The discomfort hasn't been something I've been willing to experience but now, I feel too strongly about keepin' it real on every level instead of behind my hand.

You might be wondering if I have something I need to say that I haven't been able to... some confession of sorts. Not at all; just sharing that the more raw I go, the more real it all gets.

There was an uncomfortable period of time where all I felt going raw, besides my personal gains, was an estrangement from the mainstream, a sort of loneliness of standing aside eating my own stuff at a party full of cake.

Then for a while, it was an anger felt at the media for parading disease-causing foods on tv like they were magical and life-enhancing, and at the medical community for missing the whole nutrition connection, and medicating, medicating, medicating.

Well, things just ARE.

Now, I just feel freakin' fabulous and truthful and clear and authentic and light on every. single. level. I've found my voice and it just IS.



Taking a stand when it means going against the flow is something I personally have found terrifying in my life.

I was not raised to speak my mind, certainly not an opposing thought!

Don't make waves, go with the flow, blend in, don't make a scene, not too loud, and for god's sake, SMILE.

Then came raw.

Now I really am smiling. :)

I'm also finding my voice in there. Funny thing to say when I'm a singer. Even that voice took a gold-embossed invitation and a lot of coaxing to come out.

The voice that is nudging me now is the voice that I wasn't allowed (aloud) to use. The voice that doesn't always say pretty things, that doesn't go with the flow, that argues popular notion.

On the inside, and to those safe couple of people uber close to me, I am a rather vocal and opinionated woman! But they call me the Singin' Frog. ...'Hello my baby, hello my honey...' but open the box and... ribbitt.

Between Eft and Raw, trying to stay quiet is like trying to keep a beach ball under water.

Not even about raw foods, but in general, the cleaner fuel I'm burning, the more authentic I feel. With that authenticity comes a truth that won't be quelled, even when it goes against the flow.

The discomfort hasn't been something I've been willing to experience but now, I feel too strongly about keepin' it real on every level instead of behind my hand.

You might be wondering if I have something I need to say that I haven't been able to... some confession of sorts. Not at all; just sharing that the more raw I go, the more real it all gets.

There was an uncomfortable period of time where all I felt going raw, besides my personal gains, was an estrangement from the mainstream, a sort of loneliness of standing aside eating my own stuff at a party full of cake.

Then for a while, it was an anger felt at the media for parading disease-causing foods on tv like they were magical and life-enhancing, and at the medical community for missing the whole nutrition connection, and medicating, medicating, medicating.

Well, things just ARE.

Now, I just feel freakin' fabulous and truthful and clear and authentic and light on every. single. level. I've found my voice and it just IS.
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