Primal Energy Bar Recipe:
Ingredients:
Ingredients
1/2 cup slivered almonds
1/2 cup pecans
1/4 cup unsweetened shredded coconut
1/4 cup almond butter (although cashew, hazelnut, walnut and even pumpkin butters will work well too!)
1/4 cup coconut oil (check your local health food store)
1/4 cup almond meal (simply pulse approximately 1/4 cup of almonds until it creates a coarse flour)
1 1/2 tsp pure vanilla extract
1/2 tsp of raw honey (although, this is really kind of optional because the egg will help hold the mixture together)
1/2 cup unsweetened whey protein powder (or 60g)
1 large egg
1/2 teaspoon sea salt
1/2 cup dried cranberries or blueberries
1/4 cup unsweetened coconut to sprinkle on top
Method:
Mixture
1. On a cookie sheet, toast nuts and shredded coconut until golden brown. In order for them to cook evenly, you need to shake up the tray at least once during cooking…trust us!
2. Once toasted, pour mixture into a food processor and pulse until nuts are chopped and the mixture becomes coarsely ground (sort of the consistency of bread crumbs).
3. In a mixing bowl, melt coconut oil and almond butter (about 30 seconds). Remove from microwave and stir until smooth.
4. Add vanilla extract, honey and sea salt. Mix thoroughly.
5. Fold in nut mixture, almond meal and protein powder until mixed thoroughly.
6. Add whole egg and mix thoroughly.
7. Fold in blueberries/cranberries.
8. Press mixture into an 8 by 8 loaf pan (a modification that we made to keep everything crisper and help the bars to hold together).
9. Cook in a preheated oven at 325 degrees for 10 minutes.
10. Remove from oven, sprinkle a ¼ cup of shredded coconut on top and place under broiler until top begins to brown.
11. Let cool for 10-15 minutes. Cut into 12 pieces/bars.
12. Enjoy or stack on wax paper/parchment and store in an airtight container.
Note: You can also add dark chocolate chips instead of the cranberries/blueberries (available at Whole Foods or health food store). If you add the chips while the mixing bowl is warm (from the coconut oil/almond butter mixture), they will melt into the mixture and you will have yourself a chocolate primal bar. Alternatively, you can just let the mix cool, then add the chips, then refrigerate the pan to get chocolate chip primal bars. The bars stick together pretty well without being cooked.
Nutrition Information:
Done
Nutrition for 1/12 of the batch. Nutritional breakdown courtesy of FitDay.com:
Calories: 184
Fat: 15.4 grams
Carbohydrates: 6.4 grams
Protein: 7.5 grams
And, for those of you who feared they would eat the whole pan… the total nutritional breakdown for the whole darn lot!
Calories: 2,206
Fat: 184.3 grams
Carbohydrates: 77.2 grams
Protein: 90.1 grams
That’s 1659 calories from fat, 309 calories from carbs and 360 calories from protein. Or 72% fat, 14% carbs and 16% protein. A pretty decent Primal balance.
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Friday, March 18, 2011
Some Questions About the State of Things Mar. 18, 2011 By Daniel Coffeen
Daniel is an independent writer, reader, teacher, and philosopher living in San Francisco.
Do I really need to wake up five days a week — five days! that’s almost everyday! — at some ungodly hour so I can get to work on time?
(Isn’t it healthier to let one’s body wake up in its own time? An alarm clock is, well, alarming and is not the way to greet the day. Isn’t this obvious? Tis why I work for myself — sorta, as there’s no such thing: work is working with others — such are the demands of any economy. But fuckin’ a — the alarm clock has to be one of the nastiest inventions).
Do I really need to work 40, 50, 60, 70, 80 hours a week? When am I supposed to, I dunno, shop, pay bills, date, fuck, masturbate, contemplate, write, think, ponder, dream, caress a woman’s thighs, kiss her neck, indulge a lengthy conversation about Bunuel, watch Assayas’ 5.5 hour film, “Carlos,” one of the greatest films of the past 25 years?
(This is not an advancement from the hunting/gathering days; we work all the time just to get by. Leisure — which should be the benefit of these big brains of ours — has been exiled.)
Do I really need to work so much just to make enough money to pay my bills — even a so-called good salary only lets me pay my more expensive bills such as for a nice bottle of tequila and a sushi feast? The so-called good salary of the middle-class in today’s urban America damns you to a lifetime of work and a modest retirement at, say, 79.
(My god, that’s insane! Why do we stand for this? Why aren’t we shrieking in the streets? Pulling our hair out? Is it the Zoloft that leaves us mute? The indigestion from all those lattes? What is it that placates us so?)
Do I really need to wake up five days a week — five days! that’s almost everyday! — at some ungodly hour so I can get to work on time?
(Isn’t it healthier to let one’s body wake up in its own time? An alarm clock is, well, alarming and is not the way to greet the day. Isn’t this obvious? Tis why I work for myself — sorta, as there’s no such thing: work is working with others — such are the demands of any economy. But fuckin’ a — the alarm clock has to be one of the nastiest inventions).
Do I really need to work 40, 50, 60, 70, 80 hours a week? When am I supposed to, I dunno, shop, pay bills, date, fuck, masturbate, contemplate, write, think, ponder, dream, caress a woman’s thighs, kiss her neck, indulge a lengthy conversation about Bunuel, watch Assayas’ 5.5 hour film, “Carlos,” one of the greatest films of the past 25 years?
(This is not an advancement from the hunting/gathering days; we work all the time just to get by. Leisure — which should be the benefit of these big brains of ours — has been exiled.)
Do I really need to work so much just to make enough money to pay my bills — even a so-called good salary only lets me pay my more expensive bills such as for a nice bottle of tequila and a sushi feast? The so-called good salary of the middle-class in today’s urban America damns you to a lifetime of work and a modest retirement at, say, 79.
(My god, that’s insane! Why do we stand for this? Why aren’t we shrieking in the streets? Pulling our hair out? Is it the Zoloft that leaves us mute? The indigestion from all those lattes? What is it that placates us so?)
Monday, March 14, 2011
Just released Busby Berkeley Collection,
http://pruned.blogspot.com/2006/03/landscape-architecture-musical.html
Just released Busby Berkeley Collection, which packages together five of the visionary's greatest works: Footlight Parade (1933), Gold Diggers of 1933, Dames (1934), Gold Diggers of 1935, and 42nd Street (1933).
http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B000E0OE1M/pruned-20?creative=327641&camp=14573&adid=1ZKDVZJ7E9TZPAANH2M3&link_code=as1
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