Mono-glycerides & Digylcerides

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Resist

food sorcerers

they hide in plastic tubs

to stabilize, emulsify

Beware.

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Meet mono-glycerides and diglycerides a couple of many food additives that I had been ignoring.  Now they scream at me from plastic packaging that I am trying to avoid buying.  They are listed everywhere—on plastic bags holding  breads and buns; and on plastic tubs bearing sour cream, ice cream, margarine, and so on.

Apparently the glycerides facilitate the union of fat with water-based substances and promote chemical stability.

These chemicals are two of many palm oil derivatives that I now want to avoid entirely. It’s my personal resistance to our destruction of tropical forests to make way for palm oil plantations.  I have resisted food additives for health reasons over the years but counter forces have been strong. Now my awareness of how much our food (and cosmetics) industry depends on a crop that is rarely grown sustainably (to say the least) gives me renewed energy to say “no”.

Another awareness that I recently gleaned (and presumably it’s true) is that mono and diglycerides are hidden sources of trans fats but for some reason escape labeling as trans fatty acids.  So for example, if you buy a tub of sour cream that says it contains zero trans fats, you may be deceived if the sour cream is one of the brands containing mono or diglycerides.

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Stuart McLean

His voice,

love and laughter

over the radio.

Now he’s gone I’ll weep when they play

his shows.

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Stuart McLean’s radio shows featured stories and music. They were hilarious and heartwarming company over the years.  He traveled across Canada to communities large and small, recording live shows.  I attended one in Toronto almost ten years ago.

It was with shock that I heard that he passed away today, only 68.  His show, called The Vinyl Cafe, was loved by many Canadians and public radio listeners in the United States.  Vinyl Cafe stories about Dave, Morley and their two children, Sam and Stephanie, are available in podcasts, books and on CD.

Sunset path

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Today I tried out a new challenge, Magnetic Poetry Saturday Challenge hosted by Doug of Elusive Trope.  Gazing at words offered by the Magnetic Poetry nature kit and my photo of a recent sunset, I came up with this:

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Wander

through wild summer,

behold shine and wither,

let squirrel, insect rustle there,

make light.

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Stallion rider

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By John Bauer, Swedish artist, 1914: ‘Once upon a time there was a prince riding in the moonlight’.

Soaring

in cobalt skies,

fearless stallion rider

raising shining spear to transform

all hate.

Hero,

wandering prince

warrior from afar

pierces dark night with pure wisdom’s

kindness.

These words came to mind when Jane Dougherty offered the above John Bauer illustration as a poetry prompt.  For this poetry challenge (open to anyone with the urge to try) Jane also gives an optional ‘handful’ of words: star, gift, wander, soaring, and cobalt.

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Tribute to July Full Moon on Tuesday July 19

The moon will be completely full tomorrow night.   July Full Moon is known as Thunder Moon or Buck Moon according to Native North American traditions.  Buck Moon relates to bucks growing new antlers in July—an event I haven’t had the fortune to witness.  Thunder Moon of course reflects the frequent rumblings and flashes of lightning at this time of year.  Where I live (Ontario, Canada) threatening black clouds have been a common sight:

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Other features of July  are recognized in other full moon names:  Rose Moon, Hot Moon (on average July is the hottest month of the year in the Northern Hemisphere), and Hay Moon (hay is cut and harvested after dry summer days).

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 To conclude, a July poem:

Lightning

flashes thunder,

rolls of hay, ice cream days,

dripping heat, childhood memories,

July.

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Sleepwalking—Cinquain poems

Marc Chagall. Sleep-Walker (LE SOMNAMBULE). 1911

Marc Chagall. Sleepwalker (LE SOMNAMBULE). 1911 courtesy of www.marcchagallart.net

A few cinquain poems in  response to Jane Dougherty’s Poetry Challenge, based on this intriguing painting by Marc Chagall, Russian-French painter living from 1887 to 1985:

#1

Sleepwalk,

moon’s hypnosis

lures lovers longing to

conquer life’s eternal maelstrom

with love.

#2

You wave,

cry out my name,

urging me to come yet

I hesitate, my love frozen

by fear.

#3

Under

bright summer moon

love beckons in a dream.

At the edge of passion’s flow, I

waver.

#4

Falling

towards passion

under golden moon glow.

Serpents rise as I accept your

embrace.

#5

Rising

from death’s slumber,

she whispers at midnight

over shimmering cool waters,

long lost.

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Blue star surprises

The small flower bed next to my porch still yields surprises after five springs and summers of being here. There is a mystery creeping vine that I’ve trimmed and perhaps hampered–I wonder–but today it came up with fresh apple green leaves and blue flowers that I don’t recall seeing before.  I took a photo and wrote a brief poem, a ‘cinquain’.

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Surprise

mystery vine

spreads, tangles, winds upwards,

delicate stars, translucent blue,

appear.

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