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Tuesday, Oct 17, 2006 11:15 AM UTC2006-10-17T11:15:00Zl, M j, Y g:i A T

Something fishy

Pumped into foods from yogurt to pizza, omega-3 fatty acids, made from fish, are being hyped as an elixir for heart disease and depression.

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I can’t say I’ve ever eaten yogurt fortified with microencapsulated fish fat before, but hell, there’s a first time for everything. I’m in Dartmouth, Nova Scotia, and Ian Lucas, executive vice president of global marketing at a marine research company called Ocean Nutrition, has just handed me a spoon. The yogurt sitting between us is flecked with peach, but it also contains a surprise: powdered oil from smushed anchovies, encapsulated in pork gelatin. You might say it’s surf and turf in a cup. It’s also just one of a slew of newly developed food products that have been fortified with omega-3 fatty acids.

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Catherine Price is a freelance journalist and author of "101 Places Not to See Before You Die". She also runs a legally themed clothing shop called Illegal BriefsMore Catherine Price

Saturday, Feb 11, 2012 6:00 PM UTC2012-02-11T18:00:00Zl, M j, Y g:i A T

Bridging the Irish-Italian divide

A Jersey transplant shares the chicken Parmesan recipe his outcast aunt brought to the family

Clockwise from left: Aunt Sissy, Uncle Frank, Aunt Jonie and Aunt Rosie

Clockwise from left: Aunt Sissy, Uncle Frank, Aunt Jonie and Aunt Rosie  (Credit: Courtesy of Tom Gannon)

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You wouldn’t want to tangle with Tom Gannon. When I look at Tom, I end up imagining his ribcage, which must be massive, like the stays in the hull of a galleon. He has a wide chest and meaty arms scrolled with tattoos: on one arm, a full sleeve of roses against a black background; on the other arm, a giant Ganesh winks from a swirl of peacock feathers and smoke. Tom is tall and balding with a neatly shaved head, a red goatee dusted with white, and no-nonsense blue eyes. But in the end, his fortress-like demeanor stems not so much from his appearance as from his attitude.

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Felisa Rogers studied history and nonfiction writing at the Evergreen State College and went on to teach writing to kids for five years. She lives in Oregon’s coast range, where she works as a freelance writer and editor.   More Felisa Rogers

Tuesday, Jan 31, 2012 8:31 PM UTC2012-01-31T20:31:00Zl, M j, Y g:i A T

The rise of Big Meat-bred super bugs

Despite the public health risk of antibiotic-resistant bacteria, the lobbyist-swayed FDA keeps easing regulations

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 (Credit: Reuters/Mike Cassese)

This article originally appeared on AlterNet.

So far, 2012 is bringing bad news for people who don’t want “free antibiotics” in their food.

AlterNetAntibiotics are routinely given to livestock on factory farms to make them gain weight with less feed and keep them from getting sick in confinement conditions. But the daily dosing, at the same time it lowers feed needs, lowers drug effectiveness and produces antibiotic resistant bacteria or super bugs that can be deadly to people.

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Martha Rosenberg frequently writes about the impact of the pharmaceutical, food and gun industries on public health. Her work has appeared in the Boston Globe, San Francisco Chronicle, Chicago Tribune and other outlets  More Martha Rosenberg

Saturday, Jan 14, 2012 4:00 PM UTC2012-01-14T16:00:00Zl, M j, Y g:i A T

The recipe for security

A friend tells me about a doughnut tradition that's held her family together through tough times for generations

Jan's grandparents, Opal and Paul, with her father, Jerry

Jan's grandparents, Opal and Paul, with her father, Jerry  (Credit: Courtesy of Jan Kinney)

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The house is big and heavy-timbered, with log supports and ceiling beams hewn from trees that once grew nearby. Inside, there is chatter and light and the hiss of boiling grease; outside skeins of cloud settle over a dark winter forest.

Jan stands at the wooden kitchen island. She cuts neat circles from a rectangle of flattened dough. She is thin, with short graying hair and blue eyes that are at once friendly and shrewd. Her three granddaughters run screaming loops through the kitchen, and guests cluster around the bar inspecting the cocktail selection, but Jan seems unflustered by the crowd. She passes a platter of uncooked doughnuts to her son-in-law Lou, who mans a stock pot of bubbling oil.

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Felisa Rogers studied history and nonfiction writing at the Evergreen State College and went on to teach writing to kids for five years. She lives in Oregon’s coast range, where she works as a freelance writer and editor.   More Felisa Rogers

Friday, Jan 13, 2012 1:00 AM UTC2012-01-13T01:00:00Zl, M j, Y g:i A T

When Michelle Obama came for lunch

I'd been working as a line cook for just three months when the first lady showed up -- and ordered my dish

Michelle Obama

First Lady Michelle Obama  (Credit: Reuters)

This article originally appeared on Gilt Taste.

In my dream scenario, titled “Michelle Obama Drops By for Lunch,” there are a few givens. I’m:

  1. Clean;
  2. Well-rested;
  3. Impeccably dressed;
  4. Well-versed in current events and prepared to deliver a handful of hilarious yet tasteful jokes on relevant topics; and
  5. Ready to Dougie, if asked.

In reality, when Michelle came for lunch,

  1. I hadn’t showered in two days;
  2. I’d slept less than five hours each night for the previous three weeks, due to a recurring nightmare about burning risotto and disappearing pan handles;
  3. I was in a carrot-spattered chef’s coat and oversize pants held up by a belt made of twisted Saran Wrap;
  4. I hadn’t read a paper in weeks and felt comfortable conversing mainly about legumes; and
  5. I’d spent the last week picking up heavy objects “properly,” according to a chiropractor, which required that I continually squat while sticking my butt out. As a result, I was unable to do a stiff-limbed waltz, let alone a shimmy.
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Sunday, Jan 8, 2012 2:00 PM UTC2012-01-08T14:00:00Zl, M j, Y g:i A T

Why Americans sing about food

Elvis helped cement a lyrical tradition where food stands in for everything from sex to rural nostalgia

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Elvis Presley once said, “Ambition is a dream with a V-8 engine.” At once a gentleman and a rebel, a down-home boy and a global conquistador, the King, who would have celebrated his 77th birthday on Sunday, was a powerful amalgamation of American obsessions. The King loved fast cars. The King loved rock ‘n’ roll. The King loved fried food. And the King knew how to interpret America. Take food, for instance. Elvis was notoriously obsessed with food, and he sang quite a few songs about this favorite topic. But “Crawfish” and “Milk Cow Blues Boogie” say more about our culture than they say about the icon himself. After all, Elvis wasn’t a songwriter: He was drawing from a deep well. American music sizzles with barbecue grease and bubbles like red-eye gravy. Food is a metaphor for all things, from your baby’s biscuits to the King’s caviar.

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Felisa Rogers studied history and nonfiction writing at the Evergreen State College and went on to teach writing to kids for five years. She lives in Oregon’s coast range, where she works as a freelance writer and editor.   More Felisa Rogers

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