My street cred as crunchy Earth Mother is kind of sketchy. It’s not that I’m not crunchy, it’s just that I’m sort of bipolar about it.
I had a home-birth and planted the placenta underneath a fig tree. I believe in Arnica and pulsatilla. I believe in yoga. I believe in the universe and my powers to manifest reality. I have an altar. I don’t watch TV.
On the other hand, I also believe in the Parking Gods. (Asphalta is GREAT!), and in lots of wine and beer. My son had a traditional bris. I could be a vegetarian again but I believe life is too short to say no to the ocassional In & Out Burger. I love pedicures. I drive an SUV.
See what I mean? I will smoke a cigarette but will become unglued if you try to spray ant poison in my home. Compared to some of the womyn I knew in Berkeley, I’m practically a republican.
Ah, but I do have my own recipe for homemade granola! OK, it’s my cousin’s, but that still makes it a family recipe. So I can, in fact, make my own granola, which decidedly pushes me over to the crunchy side.
It’s not quite cooking with algae but it’s a beginning.
Dig this:
Nantucket granola – (thanks, cuz!)
4 cups oats (not quick cook)
1 1/3 cups flaked or shredded coconut (preferably unsweetened)
1 ½ cups light brown sugar
1 cup sliced almonds
1 cup sunflower seeds
¾ cup canola oil
¾ cup cold water
1 tlbsp vanilla
1/3 cup dried cherries
1/3 cup dried cranberries
½ cup raisins
Preheat oven to 325. Combine all ingredients through vanilla. Stir well.
Spread mixture over a lg. baking sheet, stirring every 10 minutes, until golden brown (about 1 hour, 20 mins). Remove from oven and cool.
Transfer to a large bowl and stir in dried fruit. Store in freezer.
Try it. It’s delish. Despite the processed sugar and all, I mean.
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I’ve been getting tagged with the H word lately because I, too, make my own granola. Is there a support group?
thanks for share…