Of all the different green options before you, the most important choice is what you eat. Not everyone can drive a hybrid or ride public transportation, but everyone can make choices about their food. Organic farming means farming with Mother Nature and the more people know about the benefits of organic, the better our environment will be. Let organic become the conventional of the future. The land depends on it. Our ecosystem depends on it. And the future of our children really depends on it.
In this episode learn how to make your own fruit infused water. Fruit water is a refreshing and delicious way to chill out while cutting your sugar intake.
Sugar is the drug of modern times. We consume 37 times more of it today than we did just over 100 years ago. When given a choice between sugar and cocaine, lab rats choose sugar. Its over consumption has been linked to cancer, osteoperosis, impaired eye sight, higher cholestrol and food allergies. Added sugar is found in nearly all processed foods and Americans consume the majority of it through soft drinks. Many people feel that fruit is health and in moderation it is but it's important to realize that modern fruit has been hybridized over the centuries and is now much higher in sugar than its recent ancestors.
- fruit -- 2 cups berries, citrus, melons, pineapple...most fruits will work (see recommended amounts in directions)
- herbs -- a sprig of mint, basil, sage, rosemary, tarragon, thyme, or lavender
- water (tap or filtered)
- 2 quart pitcher or jar with lid
- muddler or wooden spoon
General formula for whatever fruit/herb combo you desire.
1. If using herbs, add a sprig of fresh herbs to jar/pitcher; press and twist with muddler or handle of wooden spoon to bruise leaves and release flavor; don't pulverize the herbs into bits.
2. Add approx. 2 cups of fruit to jar/pitcher; press and twist with muddler or handle of wooden spoon, just enough to release some of the juices
3. Fill jar/pitcher with ice cubes.
4. Add water to top of jar/pitcher.
5. Cover and refrigerate for up to 3 days.
Suggested flavor combinations:
Pineapple Mint -- Add a sprig of mint to the jar (you can throw in the whole sprig; or, remove the leaves from the sprig, if you prefer to have the mint swimming around and distributing in the jar). Muddle the mint. Add 2 cups pineapple pieces, muddle, add ice & water.
Watermelon Rosemary -- Add rosemary sprig to jar & muddle. Add 2 cups watermelon cubes; muddle, add ice and water.
one camera, 40min show, edit of 4 songs
watch in the dark, listen carefully with headphones
filmed and edited by vincent moon
sounds by francois clos
produced by la blogotheque
thanks to cooperative music, SUPER, lovepump
"Hi, we’re HEALTH. We’re from Los Angeles.”
OK, I’m pretty sure that BJ did say that. Or Jake. But then…I have no idea. Beneath the mess of mutated sounds and the heinous volume that is HEALTH, it’s pretty damn hard to hear a single thing the guy is singing. Which is fine. No one came to the Nouveau Casino expecting to hear Facebook status-quality poetry. Nobody was expecting words of wisdom. People see HEALTH for the experience, the attack on the senses that leaves you just a bit disoriented. Before they go on I meet up with a friend from Los Angeles, a huge fan of HEALTH since the get-go. For weeks he has been going on about the band’s bassist, John Famiglietti. Supposedly the guy makes weird sounds on his bass, but I never really got any more specifics than that. These conversations usually end in my friend dancing on the sidewalk or making sounds that I am confident no one can ever reproduce.
At the show there’s almost a mosh pit. There’s a lot of teenagers not really grooving. There is a guy dressed as a clown. And there is my friend from LA, six foot fourteen. Completely freaking out. The bass, the bass he’s pointing and waving, the bass ! Dean Moriarty come to life. And I cock my ear, searching. And there it is.
The moment that seals the deal comes at the end of “Tabloid Sores,” when all of the band’s energy, the steamroller churning and remarkably tight pummeling of snares, the waves of guitar like bits of glass all come to a screeching halt, leaving only a bass loop that sounds like an animal, an android, Abraham Lincoln. Anything but a bass. And that’s when I start going crazy too.