Orthorexia

I stumbled across a word that made me laugh uncomfortably: orthorexia: a fixation with healthy eating.

Ahem.

My soy milk maker arrived today. I tried it out; the stuff it produces is great — and with no weird gums or sugars in it. Best of all, there’ll be no more of those stupid, bloody, burping, dribbling, wasteful Tetrapaks in my house!

Plus you can make tofu with the milk, too. (I can hear you calling it out: “Yay, tofu!”)

A side dish with our dinner tonight will be some sweet potato cakes made with leftover “okara”, or soy bean mash. (I’m not sure if I’ll tell Craig about that or not.)

The only hitch is that, not really thinking clearly about my metric measurements, I ordered five kilograms of soybeans in anticipation of getting this thing. It turns out that five kilograms is quite a lot. In fact, I probably won’t be buying any more beans for, oh, a year or two.

Still, that sure beats running out of the stuff every week and having our bin fill up with those stupid containers!

And here’s the math:

1 litre Tetrapak of soy milk: £1.49

5 kilograms of soy beans: £5

Grams of soaked soy beans needed to produce 1.5 litres of milk: 35

Yield from 5kg of soy beans: 140 litres

In about a year, the machine will pay for itself. The soy beans”¦ well, that’s just stupid-cheap compared to paying for commercial soy milk, which has additives in it to make it more ‘pleasing’.

So, yeah, cooking is becoming a bit of an obsession with me. I guess it goes with the creative DIY ethic, along with my inclination to see conspiracies when it comes to corporations having a hand in the stuff of our daily lives. There is a lot of crap out there being sold under the guise of “food.”

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I’m enjoying this “back to school” approach to my projects lately. Because there are far more of them I want to work on than is reasonable, and my mind was fainting every time I tried to approach the pile of books I want to read, learn, and do exercises from, I made these little sheets (cf: the previous post) and am using them like bowling score cards, putting a stroke, a half-stroke, then a final stroke through the little boxes as I work on each project.

Hey, whatever works, right?