Monday, June 05, 2006

Standin in line to see the show tonight and there's a light on


I may have developed an addiction over the past few weeks--an addiction to chili peppers. It all started when the labuyo plants (we have four or five of them) in front of the house erupted in an orgy of bright red fruit, and I noticed a little old lady from I-dont-know-where merrily picking them and placing them in a small plastic bag which was already helf-full. "The birds are just eating them, I might as well pick them," she apologized when I looked questioningly at her one morning on my way home from the bakery. I wouldnt have minded her picking the fruit up, especially if she was right and that they were all just going to the birds. I just thought it was rather rude that she didnt ask anybody for permission first. And she was trampling on some of the other plants, especially on the lemon grass. "Ok. Just make sure to leave some for us. And please dont step on the tanglad."

The old lady did leave some for us. The green ones. These soon ripened after a few days and soon there were more chili peppers than I could ever use. I placed some of the them in a bilao and dried them on the roof. And the chili plants just kept on giving. To make them dry faster, I thought I'd freeze them overnight first before drying them. The freezing process makes the water in the pods expand and bust through the cell wall and this made them easier to dry. I was right. I ran some of the dried pods through a grinder and soon I had a jar full of chili pepper flakes which I then sprinkled on everything I ate. I sprinkled them on steamed rice, on fish, on eggs, adobo, pasta. I even placed a dried pod in my hot chocolate, Aztec style. Soon I moved on from dried chili to fresh chili.

At first, they burned my mouth, but I wanted to see how far I could push it. I added more and more chili to my food and fought through the pain until I found myself inured to it. It still makes me sweat but I can eat a whole labuyo pod now without discomfort... as long as they stay on my tongue first. If the chili makes its way to my throat without my salivary glands working on them first, they still burn. Once youve gotten over the heat, you can taste the fresh fruit taste, and it's delicious. Every meal is now accompanied by five or six fresh chilis, chopped fine, with olive or canola oil.

Here's what Ive learned:

1) Contrary to popular belief, chili doesnt cause hemorrhoids. Ive had hemorrhoids before, way before I started eating copious amounts of chili, and eating chili didnt aggravate this pre-exisitng condition. Although it is easy to imagine the capsaicin (the active ingredient in chili--the one causing the burn) making a hemorrhoid more painful. At the start of my culinary fling with chili, the burn coming in was matched by the burn going out. But as my body got used to the capsaicin, the burn subsided. That includes the burn in my butt when I poop.

2) Chili isnt all about heat. It's rich in vitamins A and C, the B vitamins, and the minerals potassium, magnesium, and iron. Recently, capsaicin has been found to make prostate cancer cells commit suicide.

3) There has been a debate on what species the siling labuyo belongs to. Yes, botanists and chili geeks do debate these things. There are those who say that it's subspecies of Capsicum frutescens (relative of the Tabasco chili) and there are those who say that it's a subspecies of Capsicum chinensis (relative of the habanero chili). But a more recent contender is the Capsicum annuum chili (relative of the jalapeno and serrano chilis), albeit one of the more fiery members of that species, with strengths up to 100,000 Scoville units. (Scoville units are measure of the chili's heat.) Although at one time, the Guinness people listed siling labuyo as the hottest chili on earth (since corrected), the champion is the Habanero chili which can get up to 600,000 Scoville units... and still climbing as botanists develop even more lethal strains. I think we Pinoys use siling labuyo as a generic term for these three species of chili. Since it's not really a major part of our diet, our ancestors didnt see the need to differentiate them. Hence anything that looks like a small, hot, red chili is siling labuyo no matter what species it is. (We also did this to the maya, erstwhile national bird. We call 2 species of bird maya: Passer montanus and Lonchura malacca.) The chili in front of our house most likely belongs to the Capsicum annuum species. Its flowers look like serrano flowers.

4) The chili labeled as siling labuyo in supermarkets isnt. It's probably a Capsicum frutescens imported from Taiwan. Theyre longer and redder, like the ones in the picture above. And hardier since they have to survive the trip... and theyre not as hot. Theyre probably cayenne peppers.

5) The so-called 'chili high' is probably caused by the release of endorphins, the body's natural pain killers. The heat of a chili is not a 'taste' like sweet, sour, bitter, etc., but is a sensation caused by capsaicin's effect on pain receptors. The body reacts by releasing endorphins and endorphins are chemically quite similar to morphine. It could explain the addiction. For the record, I hardly ever notice a perceptible 'high' after a meal with chili. But what do I know? I dotn know what a high feels like.

There's a reason why these plants developed capsaicin, one of which probably is to keep mammals away, and since Im a mammal, I would do well to listen. Birds arent affected by capsaicin. In fact, birds are a very efficient seed propagation vector for these savvy plants. There have been conflicting studies on the part capsaicin plays in the development of stomach cancers. Some studies say they cause it, while others say they prevent it. Most likely, different people react differently depending on their own personal genetic code. Eventually, I may have to cut back. But not yet.

Photo from www.globalpinoy.com. Used without permission. (http://www.globalpinoy.com/pinoyhealth/ph_gamotpinoy/silinglabuyo.htm)

Addendum 06 June 2006: Here's a useful site for aspiring chili-heads.

Friday, May 19, 2006

Another football blog entry

The scuttlebutt around Highbury before the UEFA Champions League final between Arsenal and Barcelona last Thursday morning (Manila time) was that Arsenal and France main man Thierry Henry was offered a slot by, and was considering a move to, Barcelona. But after their 2-1 defeat in the finals, I knew--knew!--Henry would like to get back at Barcelona for that defeat and would decide to stay with Arsenal. And he did, to Arsene Wenger's relief. Arsenal wouldnt be where it is now without him. He's worked so hard for his team to reach the UEFA Champions League finals and he wouldnt want to leave all that with a loss. This guy's a winner. Break both his legs and he'll still try to score goals for his team.

Tuesday, May 16, 2006

Bits and pieces of my kids and nieces

Children are such a joy to shoot. Wait, that didnt come out right. Anyway, here are some photos of them doing what they do best: being kids.


There's always room for one more. Posted by Picasa


"I caught a big one!" Posted by Picasa


Tickle. Posted by Picasa


Who needs a floor polisher? Just let 'er rip. Posted by Picasa


Peek-a-boo! Posted by Picasa

Tuesday, May 09, 2006

Germany 2006



I always hoped this could be the year England finally claims a World Cup title since the last one in 1966. After all, they still claim at least a sentimental ownership of the beautiful game--even Barcelona has an English flag on their offical team seal and so does AC Milan--so I thought it was about time. Early this year, you could make a very good case for England winning the big one this year. Their offense is as good as any team on the planet: Owen and Rooney up front and playing right behind them you have Lampard, Gerrard, and Beckham; that's enough to strike fear into any team that has to defend against them, and I told an English colleague so. He had his doubts. He was privy to some inner workings that are covered in the British press and not covered here. Like the discord in the ranks due to England manager Sven-Goran Eriksson's management style. But still...

It's May now and the the World Cup's next month and things are not looking all that well for England. They have a team plagued with injuries. Wayne Rooney is a doubtful starter, having injured his foot in a Premiere League match against Chelsea. Michael Owen also missed Newcastle's final match, also against Chelsea, due also to a broken foot. England would have to pin its hopes on a forward line composed of two unproven players: the long, tall, Liverpool forward Peter Crouch, and the 17-year old Theo Walcott, who has yet to play a major-league football game for Arsenal. (A showdown with American sensation, 16-year old Freddy Adu, wouldve been fun to watch if Adu got picked for the U.S. team.) That said, Peter Crouch might just be the X-Factor for this English team, especially in set pieces. Look for Beckham's passes to keep finding Crouch.

A betting man wouldnt put up money on the England team in its present, hobbled state--top defenders Sol Campbell and Ashley Cole are also coming from injuries--but it would be nice to see the country that gave us football finally win one. The smart money is definitely on defending champions Brazil, but how satisfying is it for a fan from a country that probably won't even be within range of the World Cup in the next century to watch while the superstar-laden Brazilian team take the cup home again this year? An underdog win is a lot more satisfying for Pinoys, since we're that: the perennial underdogs. In everything. Except billiards. In 1998, it was the underdog French that did it (who promptly bombed out in the first round in 2002). Who knows? Maybe this year, the English could do it.

Monday, April 24, 2006

Right. 'Tis the season

You Are Boston

Both modern and old school, you never forget your roots.
Well educated and a little snobby, you demand the best.
And quite frankly, you think you are the best.

Famous people from the Boston area: Conan O'Brien, Ben Affleck, New Kids on the Block



The Movie Of Your Life Is A Cult Classic

Quirky, offbeat, and even a little campy - your life appeals to a select few.
But if someone's obsessed with you, look out! Your fans are downright freaky.

Your best movie matches: Office Space, Showgirls, The Big Lebowski


You Are 50% Evil

You are evil, but you haven't yet mastered the dark side.
Fear not though - you are on your way to world domination.


Moooo-huhahahahaaa.. Moooooo-huhahahahaaaa...

Wednesday, April 19, 2006

More clicks

More fun with the new, old XA2. I bought a cheap roll of ASA 200 film with the never-before-heard brand name of Solid Gold. It costs about half of what a similar film from Kodak would cost. And as expected, the film was crap. Visible graininess. Too much for an ASA 200 film. I had to tweak the pictures below a bit because of this.


Isabel drawing Posted by Picasa



Isabel's umbrella Posted by Picasa


Let's play squeeze the baby Posted by Picasa



Are you following me? Posted by Picasa



Fire hazard. Make every week Fire Prevention Week Posted by Picasa



I dont think Ive had a plant give me the finger before. Posted by Picasa


I light my torch and wave it for the full moon on Friday. Posted by Picasa

Wednesday, April 12, 2006

Click

We got Ninong Grif's XA2 a week ago and we promptly put it through its paces. Isabel was pretty excited with the camera and took a few shots of her favorite model--Me. The durn thing's cute and I have to say I spend as much time with it as Isabel does. The zone focus takes some getting used to, but we're getting the hang of it. I'm resisting the urge to commandeer it for myself since it's a lot handier than the OM-2n, but Ive sort of made a deal with the kids. I'll let them use the OM-2n if they let me use the XA2. Thanks, Grif. It'll give us something to do during the Easter holidays since we're staying home.

Here are a few pics we took with it.


Some trees are just made to be climbed.



The venerable arboreal primate himself.


The neigbor's doggie. It's amazing how he manages not
to strangle himself with his chain. Smart dog. He's learned
to negotiate his way through the fence without entangling
himself.


Isabel took all the pics above. Like I said, I couldnt resist taking a few shots myself. Here goes:


The backyard with it's aqua-painted curb stones.




Isabel's posse



Dead parakeet. Nope, not of H5N1. At least I hope not. My guess
is he's gay and the homophobic parakeets beat him up. Avian hate crime.


Fun times with the little camera, indeed. Isabel took it to summer musical theatre class to take pictures of her classmates. She's really a good singer and we hope the summer class helps her develop her talents. I'll have to blog about that soon.