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- Harpo's Rules/Way to Go by Tina Andrews 15 y
Yes, there were so many rules for cooking. Many rules were quite good.
For example one should avoid eating eat white rice, white bread and anything made with white flour. Another was never to drink any kind of soda or coffee. I remember red wine being ok as Dad drank that with his dinner and he would let me have some.
We were never allowed to cook any vegetables in fear of getting the lecture about how we just lost all the vitamins and we might as well throw out the vegetables. Vegetables could be steamed for about 6 seconds tops.
Bread was to be avoided with the exception of very dark black bread. We had pita sometimes before it became popular.
Going to the fruit and vegetable store took at least an hour. Each item that went into our basket had to be tested for color, shape and smell. I think they were interviewed and had to submit a resume before getting the honor of making it to our dinner table.
Salad was a big production.Only a few were allowed to actually break the lettuce. I was given the honor of slicing onions, cauliflower, carrots and radishes but delicate things like tomatoes were best if left to him.
In a typical California style (but way ahead of his time) Dad insisted on bamboo sprouts and any other kind of sprouts he could find. Salads were usually garnished with avocados. We were never allowed to through away the pit; instead we kept them in jars with water to sprout plants. Living in a small apartment in SF, CA they made a nice house plant but Dad was never around long enough to see them grow into an avocado (I think you need a back yard for that). When our window sill got full my mom usually tossed the plants. When my Dad would ask what happened to them I usually lied and said we gave them away, but then he would want to know who had them so I found when in doubt the best answer was to say we ate them.
So after salad, and ofcourse one of his health drinks made with carrot juice as a base, we had brown rice sprinkled with wheat germ and lots of other things I never had the courage to ask just what they were. Some kind of casserole It was always delicious.
During this stage in his life Dad ate meat; so usually we had the reddest of red lean meat, which had been prepared with cloves and cloves of garlic; I think the ratio was 3 parts garlic and one part meat. It was an acquired taste.
Dad's other favorite dish was chicken, but all the skin had to be pulled off. Sometimes if we roasted a chicken and the skin was on I remember loving that delicacy. would pretend to be throwing away the skin and would sneak a few bites. Usually I got caught and then there was the LECTURE.
Dad did have a sweet tooth and somehow we were always allowed ice cream with was usually placed on top of a fresh melon, or we had sliced bannans and nuts on top. His favorite sweet was dates and raisins. He ate those all the time, which might explain for later his teeth problems. I was a skinny kid so I was fortunate to always get seconds on everything.
My mom didn't like to cook.Her idea of a Thanksgiving meal was Swanson's Turkey Dinner. When we were left by ourselves we had Kraft Macaroni Cheese dinners which at the time were about 6 boxes for a $1 and occassionally meatloaf which was 2 parts meat and 8 parts oatmeal (yuck).
Whenever Dad lived with us I always enjoyed the improvements made in our meals. Although his lunches were a bit hard to explain to the other kids at school. I would have avocado sandwiches or tomatoes and cucumbers on black bread or eggplant and zucchini; my lunches usually included a famous Harpo drink in my thermos, which was often the color of mud; they tasted great but they looked disgusting. On those days I found it was best to eat the lunch on the way to school and then to socially fit in I would eat cafeteria food at lunch time. It was a lot easier than trying to explain my Dad's way of eating.
When I was in high school it became cool to be different. People would gather around me at lunch time to see what I had. They thought I was a real organic hyppie
freak. With my crazy curly hair and weird clothes I guess I appeared that way.
Funny thing was then my favorite food was Hostess cup cakes and those pink artificial coconut snowcone cupcakes. I would trade my lunch for junk food. My mother never bought me sweets, soda, potato chips, sugar cereals or cookies that were not organic. I was so envious of the kids who had Oreo cookies, sandwiches on white bread with mayo, soda, and barbeque chips. I loved to babysit just so I could afford to buy these nasty snacks or eat these things at their apartment. It would take me years before I realized that in many ways my Dad was right. Our body was are temple and we had to take care of it; our body is a special gift from God.
My youngest daughter has inherited many of the quirks of my Dad. Food is a sacred thing to her. It needs to be prepared a certain way and she follows a very strict diet. This means if you want to eat something that is not healthy it is best to sneak it in before she comes home or better yet eat it away from home. I got caught the other day eating doughnuts with coffee with cream and sugar. Boy did I get the LECTURE!
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