The other day, my mom got ants in her pants and decided to make her lemon chiffon cake in a bundt pan. Except she left out the lemon and added chocolate! Chocolate chiffon? Maybe. What really surprised me is her recipe book. I’ve seen it every time she’s baked ever since I can remember, but for some reason, I saw it with new eyes this time.
Isn’t that something? Talk about a relic. I just love it.
The success of the modern food industry lies in its ability not just to provide us with hitherto unimaginable quantities of food, but to deliver it in good, or at least edible, condition. Most of it doesn’t taste as nice as it might have done straight out of the ground, but since most of us rarely eat really fresh food, we’ve forgotten what it’s supposed to taste like anyway.
Carolyn Steel, Hungry City: How Food Shapes Our Lives, 2008
The local FOX affiliate has been running ads about a weight-loss pill for a very long time. Lipozene helps you lose weight and you don’t have to do anything at all. You need not exercise, nor change your eating habits. A recent version of the ad states that they ran a clinical test and the group taking the pill lost over 400% more weight than the control group. Sounds pretty cool, eh?
At one point in the ad, a third of the screen is filled with small print. There is often good stuff in there so I decided it was time to read it.
It turns out that according to the small print, the average weight loss difference between the people who took Lipozene and those in the control group was 4.93 lbs. And it’ll cost you just $30 to lose 5 lbs! I have no idea how many pills the $30 gets you, but this seems like a terrible deal.
Another example of a deal that sounds too good to be true, and you know how those work out…
This morning, my mother told me that she’s been doing all kinds of cooking for herself, but today she’s make something for me. I tried to get her to change her mind, but there was no use. While it’s good to be determined, she can sometimes be her own worst enemy as her body doesn’t allow her to do what she once could, yet she insists on trying. Although she wouldn’t listen to me, I can take some small solace in her insistence that there’s nothing easier to whip up than her kossuth kifli.
Mmmm mmmm good!
4M6C3324.CR2: 5D Mk.III, EF 50mm 1:1.4 @ 1/500, f/2.8, 3200 ISO