Tag Archives: Chocolate

Real Men Eat Don’t Tofu?

19 Aug

Remember- Girls eat chocolate and boys eat steak.  In heartbreak mode it’s ice cream vs. alcohol.  That’s what the media sells and that’s what we buy.  And, consume.

But, does this make sense?

In the US the vegetarians and sweet-teeth are primarily women.  At least that’s what an article from Salon.com offers.  One part evolution, One part hormones, and MANY parts marketing…  It’s a GOOD read!

(Plus my anecdote for fun:  I was once called “tofu” by a ‘man‘ –I think he meant it well– as a contrast to his bacon?  But still, that’s a compliment how?!!  I guess I suck stuff in :P.  Hmm…)

Nonetheless, think about it.  Why do you eat what you do?  According to the article:  “Men eat meat, Women eat chocolate- How food gets gendered” some people in the non-famine ridden, marketing saturated US eat to affirm their gender.  Implication:  Men need meat because it’s manly.  ROAR.

Or, more academically:

“Brian Wansink [Love him and his manipulations!–Got to work w/ him a few years ago :)] is the director of Cornell University’s Food and Brand Lab, the author of Mindless Eating: Why We Eat More Than We Think, and all-around food psychology genius. People, he said, are more likely to eat a food when they associate with it qualities they’d like to see in themselves. So a man who wants to be strong and masculine is more likely to eat a food described as strong and masculine — hence the prevalence in American culture of meat as a manly food. Besides, he said, America has some of the most psychographically segmented advertising in the world — all messages that the food we eat is subconsciously saying something about us. “The reason we can view food as a commercial product is because we’ve never had a major starvation or a food shortage. We’ve always had an abundance of food,” he said. In India, it occurred to me, food was sacred, an elemental life force that provided sustenance, a resource we rarely took for granted. In the U.S., instead, it was an extension of one’s identity, a phenomenon made possible by the United States’ unique history of unrivaled luxury.”  (Source; emphasis mine)

Hmpf.  What if your food was JUST your food and was not your gender, identity, sexuality, or ambition?  What if your food was JUST YOUR NOURISHMENT?

What would you do?!!  What would eating look like?

Yeah.  And, whoa…

And, for the record, tofu is RAD.  For EVERYONE!


Guess Who’s Coming to Dinner…

17 Apr


At my house.  It was fun times.  I love sharing a meal (homemade baby!) with great friends…

The tummy love:

Kitchen Sink Salad- What it sounds like.  SO GOOD.

Pesto Chicken Pasta- W/ lots of mini mozzarella balls.  I like it when they get stretchy.  Like me 😛

Asparagus, Tomato, and Fontina Frittata– Note to self: OVEN MITTS!  OVEN MITTS!  Frittatas get baked.  When you are making more than one you need to remember that the pan is DAMN hot.  But then again, I’m a kerfuffle in the kitchen; these mini ‘disasters’ are the norm.  (And, my spontaneous shaking of a frozen blueberry burn treatment ice pack did ignite a HILARIOUS shake weight -CLICK NOW!!!- conversation ;))  Need aloe…  STAT.

‘Oh Baby’ Bars- These are HOMEMADE chocolate peanut butter bars!  I think they taste better than Reese’s.  Probably because I add love.  And, cinnamon.  And now, you can too:

‘Oh Baby’ Bars  (Adapted from Eat, Live, Run)

2 T- Brown sugar

1 1/3 cup- Powdered sugar

1/4 cup- Butter- very soft please!

3/4 cup- (your favorite) PEANUT BUTTER

1 cup- Milk chocolate chips

½ cup- Semi-sweet (or darker) chocolate chips

1 T- Butter

½ t- Salt

½ t- Cinnamon

Line a spring-form pan with foil.  Actually any pan will do.

Massage together the brown sugar, powdered sugar, butter and peanut butter until they are merged into an ‘extreme sweet powered peanut butter’ (ESPPB). Press the ESPPB into the bottom of your prepared pan.

Melt the chocolate with the tablespoon of butter over very low heat (or in a microwave).  Stir in salt and cinnamon.  Pour melted chocolate over the ESPPB.  Refrigerate.  (If you can help yourself!)

Slice and serve.  Tell me how your life has changed.  Oh baby.  OH BABY!

Share a meal.  Share some love.

From me to you…