Change is never easy and can hit us hard. It often is unexpected. Rolling with the punches is the best way to deal with it. What are your thoughts?
Everything is Energy and Like attracts Like. Look at Your Inner Circle this will speak volumes if you dare to Listen and Reflect.
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It’s time to admit it: butter burns. Here’s why you should try coconut oil instead.
Pancakes are, if we’re being real, a vehicle for butter, which typically gives them flavor in three ways. It’s in the batter, melted. It’s what the cakes are fried in. And a pat goes atop the finished product, along with the sweetener of one’s choice. But the hard truth is that butter is not particularly well-equipped for one of those applications: frying. Who hasn’t spent a weekend morning laboring over a hot cast-iron skillet, waiting for the pancakes to finish cooking while butter sputters and smokes around their edges?
Blame it on the protein. As Serious Eats explains here, butter contains fat, water, and protein; when it’s melted the water evaporates (it’s the thing that causes butter to foam if you cook it on the stove for a while) but the proteins, having nowhere else to go, break down and burn. That’s why clarified butter is good for high-heat stovetop cooking: the proteins have been previously removed, and what’s left is pure butterfat.
But please: clarified butter is a bridge too far for a Sunday morning. And I know a guy who thinks he has a better idea.
“I’m very passionate about my pancakes philosophy, which is that pancakes need a lot of fat,” said David Tamarkin, Epi’s editor and a dogged student of pancake technique. He had been struggling with figuring out the perfect medium for pancake cooking and recently seized on coconut oil—unrefined coconut oil, specifically. As suggested, he uses quite a bit of it—about 2 tablespoons per batch; you could use a little less if you wanted, but not skimping on fat helps ensure the pancakes will be nice and crisp around the edges, still pillowy inside. It’s the weekend. Live a little!
By: BULLETPROOF STAFF
Are you ready to join the thousands of athletes, high-powered CEOs, busy parents, and people just like you on a quest to get more energy and brainpower? You can with this easy Bulletproof Coffee recipe.
When you mix high-quality coffee beans with the right fats, you get an amazing drink that stomps on hunger and cravings, banishes brain fog, and helps you lose weight, build muscle, and increase focus and performance.
All of this clean energy without the negative effects of caffeine and sugar crashes.
This drink is Bulletproof Coffee, and we can’t wait for you to try it.
There are certain additions to Bulletproof Coffee that will rob it of its energy-boosting powers. Things like honey and maple syrup will mess with your blood sugar and cause those energy dips that have you reaching for a midday cookie.
Coconut oil doesn’t work because it does not contain enough of the type of MCT oil that raises ketone levels, so you get a lot of calories but not a lot of fat burning energy. Plus who wants a coffee that tastes like a pina colada?
But there are some nutrient-dense additions that are Bulletproof-approved. You can check out a full list here, but here are a few favorites:
Turmeric: This popular yellow spice is known for its antioxidant and anti-inflammatory properties. However, it has a pretty pungent taste that takes away from the rich flavor of Bulletproof Coffee.
Collagen: A full spectrum of amino acids derived from grass-fed beef, Upgraded Collagen is tasteless and dissolves completely in liquid. It aids healthy tissue repair, which means good things for your gut, skin, hair, and joints.
Vanilla: Vanilla adds classic flavor with a boost of antioxidants that help aid in cognitive enhancement. This isn’t your grandma’s vanilla extract. Unlike vanilla extract, VanillaMax is 100% ground Madagascar vanilla beans – all lab-tested for mold and heat-controlled to keep those antioxidants intact. That means higher performance and a richer taste.
Chocolate Powder: Make your Bulletproof Coffee into a mocha and add a ton of performance-boosting polyphenols while you’re at it! High-quality chocolate can lift your spirits and protect your skin from sun damage, among other things, so add that chocolate guilt-free.
Ceylon Cinnamon: Cinnamon can help you regulate your blood sugar and reduce insulin resistance, all while enhancing motivation, performance, and alertness. For daily consumption, choose Ceylon over an unspecified type of cinnamon (usually cassia), which likely contains a plant chemical called coumarin. In large amounts, coumarin can be toxic to the liver and kidneys, and many people have a slightly negative reaction to it.
Dave Asprey, CEO and founder of Bulletproof, got the idea for Bulletproof Coffee after a trek in Tibet in 2004. At 18,000 above sea level and -10°F, his energy was plummeting – until he staggered into a guest house and a local handed him a creamy cup of yak butter tea.
The butter-infused drink is a necessity for the people in Tibet, who live and work in such rugged, high altitude terrain. The drink instantly rejuvenated Dave. It was like a flip was switched on in his brain and body.
The biohacker in him wondered why the tea made him feel so good, and he embarked on years of research into why it switched on the lights of focus and energy so quickly. Eventually, Dave substituted tea for mold-free coffee, and yak butter for grass-fed cow’s butter (a tad easier to find than yak butter at your local grocery store). Brain Octane Oil was the final missing piece. Together, those three ingredients gave Dave the abundant energy and effortless mental clarity he felt in that hut in Tibet.
Watch a machine process food and poop, experience being “euthanized,” witness a living, breathing man-as-art display, all brought to you by the mad genius who parks in a space reserved for “God.”
I’m standing next to a poop machine.
It’s a simulated digestive tract, to be exact. A row of tubes and bags are suspended from the ceiling, whirring and churning with inner gastric tract functions. It’s fed at 11:00 am, the machine poops around 2:00 pm, but the overpowering stench of excrement lasts all day. I gag and stumble from the room.
Believe it or not, the Cloaca Professional (2010) – aka the “Poop Machine” – is just one of the many weird and wonderful works of art at the Museum of Old and New Art (MONA), an art museum in Tasmania that’s been dubbed “a subversive adult Disneyland.” It’s recognized as a world-class museum that’s considered one of the most eccentric galleries on earth, covering everything from bodily functions to sex to death.
“MONA isn’t just a collection of art and objects from ancient to contemporary – it’s also about important ideas,” says Jane Clark, Senior Research Curator at the MONA. “The exhibits at MONA are likely to make you wonder ‘What is art anyway?’ And why has art-making been part of every human culture on earth?”
The fantastical museum is located on a picturesque peninsula outside Hobart and features three subterranean floors of provocative and sometimes disturbing art. There are no placards or sequenced order of the exhibits, unlike “regular” galleries. But being the oddball seems to work in MONA’s favor: since opening in 2011, the museum has drawn more than a million visitorseager to see ancient antiquities to contemporary works from international artists, including Brett Whiteley, Pablo Picasso, and Damien Hirst.
Love it or hate it, the poo machine is a starring attraction. The piece was commissioned by Belgian artist, Wim Delvoye, and it’s met with revulsion and intrigue alike.
“Some visitors hate the idea of an artwork that mimics the human digestive system,” says Clark. “Others find it less provocative than either fascinating or funny.”
There are several versions of the contraption, but all operate under the same concept: the machine is fed daily; and then, enzymes break down the meal over the course of the day, passing it through various tubes and flasks. Eventually, a chunky turd plops onto a tray, spewing a noxious odor into the air.
There are other whimsical works to see, and I spend an afternoon roaming the cavernous floors to view as much as I can. There are bizarre and disturbing films – one of a sobbing man hacking off his own hands – and a wall of 151 porcelain vulvas, sculpted from real women (and reportedly available in the gift shop in the form of soap replicas). Visitors can sing along with thirty Madonna fans in Candice Breitz’s video installation Queen, or get a simulated experience of being euthanized with My Beautiful Chair. There’s also Austrian sculptor Erwin Wurm’s “Fat Car” – a sleek, fire-engine red Porsche bulging with fiberglass and polystyrene.
“This artwork is a real Porsche Carrera convertible, but it’s also a witty visual commentary about having too much stuff,” says Clark.
There’s also “Tattoo Tim” – a live man covered in a colorful tattoo who sits on public display. The artwork, Tim Steiner, allowed artist Wim Delvoye to tattoo the Virgin Mary crowned by a Mexican-style skull onto his back. It took over 40 hours to complete, and when Steiner dies, his skin will be framed and displayed. In the meantime, Tattoo Tim is a living, breathing exhibit.
“Tim became art when a contract was signed in 2008 and a German collector agreed to pay €150,000 with the proceeds shared by Wim (artist), Tim (artwork custodian), and a gallery in Zurich (agent),” says Clark.
Who in the world would create such a gallery of curiosities? It’s the brainchild of David Walsh, a mathematician from Hobart who made his fortune as a professional gambler and allegedly invested more than $200 million to open MONA. It’s no wonder his reserved parking space at MONA is marked “God.”
“David Walsh really built MONA to try to understand himself better, to understand our humanness and, importantly, our failings and limitations,” says Clark. “It’s his own personal experiment – shared with all comers. He actually lives there. So he’s asking you into his home as well as his mind.”
It’s not all contemporary pieces inside his gargantuan gallery. A nod to the old, the dimly-lit halls also include ancient Egyptian pieces, such as mummies and sarcophagi, as well as other artifacts and antiquities. The MONA also hosts two festivals – a summer (January) festival, Mofo, unleashes a mix of music and art, followed by a “Dark Mofo” winter festival in June, that explores “centuries-old winter solstice rituals and celebrates the dark through art, music, food, film, light and noise.”
“There’s not only amazing art from around the world and millennia of history, but also special temporary exhibitions, fabulous food, great wine, music, regular festivals, a market in summer,” says Clark. “Visiting MONA may well change your life. You won’t be told what to think – but you’ll have a great time looking; thinking; just coming along for the ride.”
In May 2015 I was diagnosed with Stage 4 Oral Cancer. I never smoked. I was always a social drinker. I ate a healthy diet. I saw my doctor every year for a physical and got regular dental check-ups. Plus, oral cancer strikes many more men than women. Nothing in my background could have signaled a warning. There were no red flags. I simply got up one morning thinking I might have a problem with allergies, and I went to bed that night fearing I might die.
The day of my diagnosis, I felt as if a truck was pinning me down. Until then, I had enjoyed a full life, and I loved it. I didn’t have a bucket list to fill. I had travelled extensively and seen the world. I had much love in my life, including my three wonderful children. I had passions—for making art, for cooking, for spirituality—and I wasn’t ready to let it all go.
I cried a lot that day, and I got angry. Then I cried some more. Finally I took a hard look at my options:
I could do nothing and die a painful death.
I could undergo a neck dissection to remove lymph nodes , a three-quarter glossectomy, and a tracheotomy. The surgery would rob me of my power to speak, swallow, eat, even drink, and I had no idea if or when I would recover any of these basic functions of a normal life.
Before that fateful day, I didn’t know much about oral cancer, though I am well-educated, with a Masters degree from a top school, and fluent in four languages. When I shared my diagnosis with family and friends, none of them had much of an idea about this type of cancer either.
In those first days, I struggled to come to terms with my diagnosis. Over the years, I had a fair amount of dental work done, and I went to the dentist every three months for checkups. How, I thought, could my dentist have missed the onset of this horrible disease? How could she have missed this monster growing in my mouth? Why was this cancer caught so late? How could this happen to me?
Not even two years earlier, the same ENT who diagnosed me with cancer had done my sinus surgery, and I was fine then. That told me that this cancer had travelled quickly. I realized then, that no one could have seen this coming.
In preparing for the surgery, I researched the side-effects of radiation, and learned that the procedure could destroy my teeth. Besides all the other indignities of chemo and radiation, I now had to make peace with MAYBE being toothless. Would I ever speak or eat again? What did it all mean for my future?These were among the many fears I faced, and looking back, I dearly wish I could have spoken with someone who had survived oral cancer treatment. But there was no one.
That is why I wrote the book about my experience, and that is why I speak to any group that will have me and meet with anyone who needs to hear my story.
Though my experience is helpful to other oral cancer patients, more education is necessary. Dentists have a responsibility to talk with their patients about this cancer. Raising awareness about risk factors, lifestyle changes, and early detection is vital.
Why not inform each of your patients at their yearly screenings about oral cancer just as you do about gum disease and flossing? Other cancers have been widely publicized. People are learning about the risk factors and the importance of early detection. Why should oral cancer be treated any differently?
I have yet to see any pamphlets or posters on oral cancer in any dental office. As far as I know, the most attention oral cancer gets in the dentist’s chair is a quick check by the hygienist, who peeks underneath the tongue and checks the lymph nodes.
No one knows why some people get cancer and others do not. And no one knows why oral cancer attacks someone like me, who has none of the risk factors. But you, the healthcare providers, and we, the survivors, must do all we can to demand and support research, raise awareness, and spread the information that we do have on this terrible disease. Several decades ago, the causes and prevention of breast cancer were still a great unknown. And look where we are today.
It all starts with education and taking care of our bodies inside and out, and that requires a team effort. Today, I feel healthier and stronger than I have ever felt in my life. With the help of my doctors, dentists, therapists, nurses, and caring family and friends, I have slayed the dragon.
Know your enemy, the saying goes. That is why I am on a crusade to drag oral cancer out of its dark cave and into the light. Awareness is the first step, and if you are a dentist, you are on the front line.. Please make it a priority to educate and screen your patients. Conduct a thorough screening with each checkup. Educate your patients about the risks. Send them home with a pamphlet of information to share with others. Stay on top of the latest research. Be vigilant and advocate for your patients. They need you. We all need you. Because we cannot fight this battle unless we team up. With your help, we can beat this monster.
In the book , Say Yes To Life I share many life lessons I learned about fighting the cancer monster. I had to learn to not feed the fires of fear and chaos,how to set strong boundaries,how to develop my sense of gratitude how to stay positive and in the present when negativity threatened to overwhelm me.
I am not thankful for cancer yet it taught me A LOT. Most importantly to live life to the fullest we get no reruns. Having had cancer and being a survivor of Oral Cancer does not define me. That was one challenging chapter. The next chapters are what is important and by raising awareness I hope that no one else faces this monster and if they do they have been educated .Lets all do our part. Education and Awareness are the key!