So, you have one can of coconut milk…make this coconut soup

Posted on November 25th, 2014

I’m not sure why it’s taken me a while to do a post on coconut milk. It’s simple stuff, a few bucks a pop and a super nutritious meal base.

But I know you’ll have questions. Like…


The best coconut soup ever, via My New Roots. Recipe below

How much fructose is in coconut milk?

Not much; approximately 2-5 per cent. (Just make sure you buy unsweetened versions.) Both the milk and the cream contain fructans, made of a small chain of fructose. So if you’re on a FODMAP diet, you’d want to steer clear of more than 1/2 cup of coconut milk or cream. You can read about fructose in coconut water as well.

Is coconut milk or coconut cream best?

Both are good. It’s essentially the same thing, with more or less water. Both are made when the coconut flesh (the white part) is grated and soaked in hot water. Read more

“Female illness is not all in the mind” and 19 other things I’d like you to know about unreasoned e-blowouts

Posted on November 24th, 2014

Last week I wrote a post that discussed my personal experience of how my anxiety affects my autoimmune disease. News Ltd asked to share (an extended version) on their site, too.

I have written about autoimmune disease – as well as my anxiety – regularly for four years. I write such posts with a lot of care, and mindfulness, and from a place of vulnerability. I’m aware of the vulnerable position others with the same disease are in, because I’m usually in that exact position when I write the posts.

I write when I feel stuff. I write autoimmune posts when I’m in pain.

I try very hard to not engage in online nastiness nor arguments where the protagonist and/or line is one I don’t respect. I write about this often, too.

But I do feel an obligation to make things clear to readers here on this blog who’ve become confused – or are hurt and defensive – from online blowouts that implicate me.

There was one such blowout over the weekend, which I will now respond to with care and vulnerability.

1. I do not claim to know why (all) women get sick. I was accused of this over the weekend by one blogger writing on I posed the question (in my headline): Could female self-hatred be the real cause of autoimmune disease?  I then wrote about my personal experience with this phenomenon.

2. I did not speak out on all illness. My post was about autoimmune disease very specifically. I refer to my take on the theory espoused in the very clear context of Hashimotos, the disease I suffer from.

3. It’s always good to read the original post. I invite anyone inclined to opine on this subject to please read what I Read more

Goddamn, ask for a doggy bag!

Posted on November 19th, 2014

My aim with this post is to make you feel uncomfortable. And to rally you to a cause.

Image via wisuella tumblr

Image via wisuella tumblr

For reasons I can’t comprehend, much of the planet (America aside) gets weirded out by the idea of asking a waiter for uneaten food to be put in a container to be consumed later. So much so they’ve got it into their heads that they’re illegal or unsafe.

But you know what? It ain’t any of this. It’s vanity. We think walking out of a restaurant with a little bag is a crook look. We think leaving food on our plate is a mark of sophisticated restraint. We think scraping together food for seconds is scabby.

My response? Get over it, get real and get responsible.

  • Australians toss $8 billion worth of edible food every year.
  • Food waste is a bigger pollutant than cars and industry.
  • Consumers are the biggest contributors to food waste. Because we’re vain. This is unfathomable and unforgiveable.

Worse yet, apparently less and less of us are asking for doggy bags, with Gen Y tagged as the biggest food wasters – 26 per cent say it’s too embarrassing to ever ask for a doggy bag.

Most people I know don’t even save their leftovers at home. It’s easier to scrape them into a bin than to get creative and Read more