how to eat when you have to

When it comes to food pyramids, I totally trust my government ( I like MyPyramid, I think my people should have copyrighted this term back in ancient Egypt). If you look at the picture it's very clear that in order to be healthier you should walk on the rainbow while skipping stairs and at the end you die. In other words, you should eat whatever you are hungry for, an the higher you are on the ladder, the less food you need. But food pyramids are not interesting. Because eating is just a bodily function, and is definitely not as interesting as walking on rainbows. Cooking , on the other hand is a fascinating topic. And in the next 5 minutes I'm going to tell you all I know about cooking. I compressed my knowledge into a Cook Pyramid. Each level of the pyramid is a level of understanding. The levels are : People, Ingredients, Timing and Construction. First and foremost, cooking is about people. You cook to make someone's life delicious. You cook because you care. You cook

The fist night of Sukkot was hot, humid and full of anticipation: will we make it? Right after coming back from the Maariv, I did the Kiddush, we washed, had a piece of bread, and then the rain landed on us like a ton of bricks. The lighting was hitting feats away from us and the thunder never stopped, the wind was so strong that I kept thinking about Dorothy's house in the Wizard of Oz. (In order to kill an evil witch with a sukkah, one should flip the sukkah it on its side) We got back to the house and finished our meal there. Not perfect , since one should eat in the sukkah on Sukkot, but considering the weather conditions, still OK. When I got back to work, the heavens were still misbehaving. It was a perfect Monday weather: wet, grim and  unwelcoming. And as an added bonus, my teammate was out sick, so half of our project was taboo. But I still made some progress. Not enough by some standards, but better then nothing. This morning I overslept badly ,and got to the Shahari

In his book "The Design of Design" Fred Brooks Writes: "The critical thing about the design process is to identify your scarcest resource". An abundance of such scarce resource will create a feeling of luxury.   In the first 10 years of my life my scarcest resources were my parents. They were always busy working, learning and partying. That's why Saturday mornings felt so luxurious. They both were home. We made home-fried potatoes for breakfast and ate them at the tiny table that could fit 3 plates and nothing else. We lived in Kiev in a studio apartment, filled with  Mom's jewelry, Dad's art projects, their clothes, books, vinyl records, wine bottles, coffee cups and cigarette butts. It was perfect. Everything in my little world smelled, looked and sounded like my scarcest resource. But my parents felt different. Every couple of weeks they would catch a neat-picking bug and would start cleaning. "I hate this mess! I can't live like this!