At least in my own social circle, food has yet to acquire a political and ethical dimension. Food is just, you know, food. You eat when you are hungry. You eat for pleasure. You eat to socialise with other people. For many people, food is food. And many Singaporeans, including myself, love food for what it is.
Lately, however, I have been reading much on food politics and reflecting on what food means to me. Now, I am no strict vegan simply because I have only started to venture into veganism very recently, and am the only one amongst my family members and friends to do so. Or so I thought, until I realised a few days back that I probably wasn't even one to begin with. Because I eat raw honey. And honey is a product from bees. Well, bees are insects, not animals. Why would eating honey harm any animal? Because veganism is a living philosophy of not doing harm to sentient beings, even insects. It is more than a diet, even a lifestyle. It is a spirit of compassionate living. Very commendable, but veganism definitely does not appeal to everyone. How about vegetarianism? Vegetarianism is a more flexible approach, in the sense that individuals can choose to include or exclude dairy products and eggs from their diets, while abstaining from meat. And then there are flexitarians, who are semi-vegetarians only eating meat very occasionally. So I am most likely a flexitarian after all. But does the term matter, really?
My aspiration to become a 'semi-raw vegan' was originally rooted in my desire to change my health for the better. However, it soon became clear to me that adopting a plant-based diet would have much more profound consequences than simply changing my own health. When I started to cook food from scratch using the most natural and purest ingredients, I began to see the massive and complex food chain unfolding in my mind. You know what? The problem was not about domesticating and killing animals for food. It was not about burning down forests to make more land for agriculture. The epidemic problem is the ignorance of how food reach our tables. And how often do we eat at our tables? The Buddha calls it 'mindfulness'. Studies have shown that mindful eating facilitates weight loss by allowing one to feel satisfied with food and eat less. But I think mindful eating is also an act of compassion that allows you to appreciate what has gone into making the food you are eating. For one to live, one must die. That is the life cycle, repeated over and over again in the food chain. I am not a Christian, so I don't thank God for my food. But I think it is good practice for us, vegetarians and non-vegetarians alike, to show gratitude for all the living things (including plants) gone into our food that nourishes our bodies and minds.
If you have reached this point, thank you very much for your patience with me! So here we go.
Adapted from Sauteed Mushrooms recipe by Mark Bittman in "How to Cook Everything Vegetarian", p314-315
(Serves 1 petite girl like me so please adjust amounts of ingredients used accordingly.)
Ingredients
- Thin slice of grassfed butter (*If you opt to use butter for cooking, do use butters from grassfed cows as they have a better nutritional profile than cows kept in confined spaces and fed with chemical-loaded grains.)
- Two handfuls of mixed mushrooms (*I used portobello, king oyster and Swiss brown mushrooms. As much as possible, you should use mixed mushrooms to create a more complex mushroom-y flavour.)
- 1 tsp shoyu
- A pinch of ground black pepper
- 2 garlic cloves, finely chopped
- 2 tbsp balsamic vinegar
- Heat butter in the wok. When hot, add mushrooms and ground black pepper and allow them to cook until tender. Some water will start to ooze out, so don't worry about your mushrooms drying out.
- Add garlic to cook for 1 minute.
- Add balsamic vinegar and shoyu for flavour. Continue to cook for another 1 minute for the flavour to sink in. Serve hot.
I served my mushrooms with buckwheat pasta and mixed greens, and ate everything as a salad. I liked the earthly taste of my mushrooms. But on hindsight, I think it would have been better to have some gravy to act as dressing over my pasta. Gee.
