Thank Scientists Again

In a previous post, I talked about how government-funded research contributed to the return of bald eagles from near extinction. Here’s an example of how scientific research directly saves human lives. One of the most dramatic medical developments of the last 40 years is the transformation of the Human Immunodeficiency Virus (HIV, the virus that causes AIDS) from an inevitable killer to a manageable chronic disease. This has been accomplished by scientific research, much of which was funded by the National Institutes of Health (NIH).

Let’s go back to 1982. I went to a Medicine Grand Rounds at the University of Texas-Southwestern Medical Center about a mysterious new disease affecting gay men. The presenter didn’t have much in the way of research to discuss, which was unusual for this venue. The condition at the time was 100% fatal. The medical community couldn’t even decide on what to call this malady. Public figures, including President Reagan, wanted nothing to do with the disease or its patients. Some called it God’s retribution for the patients’ “sinful lifestyle”. (For a more complete history of the early days of HIV in America, read And the Band Played On, by Randy Shilts. I donated my copy to a library before one of my previous cross-country moves.)

Even though HIV/AIDS wasn’t a politically popular research topic in the 1980’s, scientists at the NIH and L’Institut Pasteur in France went to work. Eventually the virus was identified, although who did the identification was a hotly debated question for years. HIV is different from many other viruses in that its genetic material is RNA rather than DNA; therefore, standard antiviral drugs are ineffective against it. Scientists had to isolate and develop unique drugs that attack various stages of the virus cycle. Taking a cocktail of these drugs, known as highly active antiretroviral therapy (HAART) has been shown to reduce the load of viruses in patients and control the infections that can be fatal. This therapy, for those who have insurance to cover it, has been nothing short of miraculous. HIV-positive people are now living – and thriving – 10 or more years after their diagnosis. I know one person who is at least 25 years post-diagnosis.

HIV/AIDS would still be 100% fatal were it not for the efforts of NIH-funded research. Current epidemics such as Zika and Ebola need continued funding to develop effective treatments against these viruses. This scientific research will save lives, and deserves our support.

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Holiday Haze

When Easter and Passover occupy the same week, as they do this year, things can get a little weird at Casa Sammamish. I made my traditional hot cross buns today. Then I made some haroset, the fruit and nut paste that symbolizes the mortar the Jews used to build pyramids during their bondage in Egypt. The haroset will go to the annual mixed-marriage Seder tonight. We’ll take the buns to an Easter egg-decorating brunch tomorrow.

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Haiku du Jour

Another Exercise in Futility

Blow-drying my hair

After early morning swim

When it’s pouring out.

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More Figgy Goodness

I was looking for an appetizer to make for a department potluck last week, and happened upon a recipe for salted figs with oregano in Diane Kochiias’s book, Meze. The recipe is embarrassingly simple. You soften dried figs in boiling salted water for five minutes. Drain the figs and place them on a sheet of parchment paper. Sprinkle on some oregano and freshly ground black pepper. Wrap the figs in the parchment paper, then overwrap the package in foil. Bake at 350° for 20 minutes, and serve warm. I drizzled some balsamic vinegar on top after baking. The figs were well received at the potluck. I had some leftovers, so I served them to our cronies the following night. All were impressed.

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Neli and Nature

Neli, our cat who composes text messages, is also a devotee of nature shows. Here she is watching a PBS Nature show on owls.

Neli, continuing her education.

 

Now for the answer to the question in the last post. The cabbage rolls contained beef, yet the kosher certification was P. This stands for pareve, or neutral. This is to help observant Jews avoid mixing meat and dairy foods in the same meal.

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Pop Quiz

Julian found this item at Costco on Sunday. I took one look at the label and knew something was amiss. Can you find it?

What’s wrong with this picture?

The answer will be at the bottom of the next post.

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Epic Lunches

You’re sick of eating your bologna sandwich in front of your cubicle computer. There’s nothing of interest to eat in the cafeteria. There’s only one cure: Escape for an epic lunch with your coworkers.

The term epic lunch originated with Julian and his former coworkers at Cornell. From time to time they’d walk to Collegetown and have lunch at assorted eateries. The most common destination (at least after I met him) was The Souvlaki House on Eddy Street. The service was friendly and the portions were large, enabling a lively conversation. My first date with Julian was an epic lunch at Aladdin’s on Dryden Road. We also went to the Vietnam Restaurant several times.

There are a few simple rules for epic lunches:

  • Get out of the building, or off campus. You cannot have an epic lunch at your workplace cafeteria. A good walk to the restaurant will stimulate your appetite before eating and your digestion afterward. If you have to drive to a decent restaurant, do it.
  • No lowest-common-denominator fast food chains. Ethnic food is preferable, be it Greek/Middle Eastern, Vietnamese, Thai, or Chinese.
  • Epic lunches ≠ working lunches. They are solely for social purposes.
  • Epic lunches are not quickies. You sit down and savor a good meal. If you have to run, do the epic lunch another day.

Epic lunches can be for specific occasions, or just because it’s Wednesday. It’s a sure morale booster, and can keep you sane during the afternoon. Bon appétit!

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The Pool Pals

As I mentioned earlier, swimming can be a social activity. You get to know the folks in your lane and the locker room.  You notice when someone hasn’t been at the pool for a while. And you learn what your pool pals may be dealing with on dry land. It can add up to another source of support. A couple of examples:

  • When I didn’t return to the pool immediately after we got back from France last year because of my dislocated pinky, one of the pool pals emailed me and asked what was up. When I finally got clearance to get back in the water, I was welcomed warmly by my friends.
  • The husband of a pool pal died last week after a lengthy decline due to dementia and lung disease. She networked with another regular, who is a trusts and estates attorney, years ago at the annual Burgermaster breakfast. This allowed her to get everything in order well in advance of his passing.

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Brunch Conversation

I got home from church as Julian was eating his bagel, cream cheese, and lox. I heated up some leftovers and joined him at the table. He was reading an article on high-intensity interval training (HIIT) in the newspaper. This is where one goes all-out on an aerobic exercise for a short period of time, then backs off and puts forth more moderate effort for a longer time. This is repeated several times during a workout. I do a variant of this in the pool when I pass a fellow swimmer: I go full tilt to pass the person, then cool down once I’m clear – or to avoid colliding with another swimmer. According to scientific literature, HIIT can improve weight loss and reverse age-related changes. Julian asked, “Is it considered HIIT when I stuff french fries in my face in a short period of time, then drink my Pepsi slowly, then cram more french fries in?” I gave him the eye roll. He continued: “Hey, I’d be lifting my arm to my face!”

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Humerus Progress

The spelling is correct. Regular readers recall that Julian broke his humerus in a fall last month. He didn’t require surgery, and is now in physical therapy. The first couple of weeks focused on his range of motion, and next week he starts working on his strength. He’s able to cook from scratch again. Yesterday he made corned beef and cabbage. He was able to get the Le Creuset pot out of the cupboard, but couldn’t lift it once it was full of the meat, vegetables, and broth. He can also eat with knife and fork normally again. With luck, he’ll be able to resume photography (and schlepping all of his equipment) once his arm gets stronger.

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