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Friday, February 16, 2007
A Cure for the Mean Reds
Happy St. Juliana's Day. Her life, or at least, her martyrdom, sounds much more interesting than St. Valentine's. She got to wrestle with the devil. She got molten metals poured over her naked flesh while tied between two pillars. She even got to act in a high drama courtroom scene in which the devil himself played witness for the prosecution. And she died a virgin. Perhaps that last bit that doesn't market itself well. She is not the patron saint of anything as far as I can tell, but at least she got her own name day. Today. When depicted in art, she is shown leading the devil, or a dragon, around by a chain. Our local bondage mavens, at least the Catholic ones, should stand up and take notice. If they can get up off their Catherine Wheels to do so.Okay. Enough of St. Juliana. I was just trying to avoid talking about St. Valentine. I am tired, tired, tired of his Feast Day. I'm not against romance. Not in the least. I am just against the idea of a special day reserved for lovers. I'm not thrilled about the existence of a day where unrealistic expectations of love perfection are foisted upon couples, especially newly formed ones for whom boundaries have not yet been drawn, for whom the depth of feeling towards each other has not been thoroughly examined. Then, of course, there are all those single people out there. Oh, you single people might tell yourself, "It's just a silly Hallmark holiday. It means nothing to me."and That may be well and true, but I won't believe you. I used to say the same thing, even on those Valentine's days that coincided with my being in a relationship. That is, until one signal year when I found my boyfriend giggling in the kitchen with a young ballet dancer. At 7:30 in the morning. In the house we had bought together seven days earlier. On Valentine's Day. Bitter, party of one? Oh, that's me. Well, not so much any more. Today, it's just a funny/sad story. But it certainly didn't help to cure me of my VD depression. In an effort to alleviate the above-mentioned funk. I did a bit of research on antidepressant foods. How to self-medicate without, um, medication? Here's what I came up with. A Valentine's Day cure, if you will. The ingredients are basic and all shown to be very helpful in combating depression. Thank you, Forbes Magazine, for your article on antidepressant foods... Salmon is very high in omega-3 fatty acids which not only help the body fight against heart disease and some forms of cancer, but are now showing great promise in fighting depression and stress. Beets contain uridine, which can increase one's levels of cytidine in the brain. Cytidine, in turn, affects the level of dopamine. Dopamine, as you runners might already know, affects mood. In a good way. Walnuts are a good source of alpha linolenic acid (one of the omegas). You don't need to eat a whole bowlful, either-- an ounce will do nicely. These dear little nuggest also help fight heart disease and, on Valentine's Day, one's heart needs all the protection it can get. Molasses also containes uridine. Remember my posting last month about molasses? No? Well, I wrote one. I just didn't know why I enjoyed writing it so much. Now I know. Here's the recipe-- a combination of all four ingredients. It's very easy to make. We'll call it: Michael's Valentine's Day Plate of Armor Ingredients: 1 1/3 to 1/2 pound salmon filet. You are eating this alone, aren't you? Chose a really fatty salmon like King. You need all the fatty acids you can get. 4 beets- red, golden, chioggia-- take your pick. Save the green tops, too 1 ounce walnuts-- toasted. I like mine tossed with sugar and salt fresh from the oven. 1 ounce feta cheese, crumbled 1 tablespoon molasses 1 teaspoon mustard (I used a sweet and hot style) 2 tablespoons apple cider vinegar (champagne or white wine vinegar will work, too.) 1 teaspoon shallot, finely minced 4 tablespoons olive oil for vinaigrette, plus one tablespoon for pan roasting the salmon, one tablespoon for roasting beets. Salt and pepper to taste. Preparation: Roasted Beets:
Just think how healthy you'll be after eating this dish. Whether you're now ready for a healthy relationship is another matter entirely. If that thought has suddenly depressed you (again), eat some chocolate. A lot of chocolate-- that's an antidepressant, too. P.S. Apropos of nothing, there has been a meme flying about the food blogosphere called Five Things About Me. Call it fun. Call it annoying. Whatever you decide to label it, it's ended up a great way for me to find out about other food bloggers out there. Click or don't click, it's up to you. Labels: antidepressants, holiday, michael procopio, salmon, Valentine's Day |
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2 Comments:
Michael, What a great piece of writing! This is my favorite Valentine's Day post so far. Food is a great healer and this is funny and original. Bravo!
2/24/2007 6:12 PM
Oh...and I love the Breakfast at Tiffany's title. I know the entire screenplay of that movie by heart.
2/24/2007 6:13 PM
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