Sunday, February 10, 2013

Juice Pulp Crackers

Various combinations of fruits and veggies pressed into juice is all the rage these days, at least in SoCal where I live. My father-in-law got me and my husband (then boyfriend) a Jack LaLanne juicer about five years ago and we have been juicing ever since. It may not be the fanciest juicer or the latest model, but it has served us well for many years now.

I typically make healthy choices when it comes to what I eat. When I was pregnant with Bodhi, I was hyper aware of what I was putting in my body since I was sharing everything I consumed with my growing baby. Fresh pressed juice was a great way to pack a lot of vitamins and nutrients into a single glass, so I was pretty religious about it while pregnant. Our go-to juice has always been beet, apple, carrot and ginger with a little bit of flax oil and Kyolic (garlic extract). I recently tried a new combo of kale, cucumber, apple and ginger and it was divine. The addition of cucumber makes a very refreshing juice that would be lovely in the summer time. 

We consider ourselves earth-conscious people, at least as much as we can be living on the westside of Los Angeles in a 2 bedroom apartment. We have a compost heap in the backyard and a good size vegetable garden. Waste is something we try to avoid, though it's not always possible (or admittedly, convenient). One waste product we always struggle with is all the fruit and vegetable pulp byproduct of juicing. My husband, Justin, once tried making it into muffins. They weren't bad even though he forgot to add sugar, but since then we have been searching for a good way to turn this "waste" into something delicious.

Recently, our father-in-law, a long time juicer, told us that he just started making his juice pulp into crackers in his dehydrator. We took a stab at our own version of a pulp cracker this afternoon and it turned out so amazing, that I had to share. If you like to juice, this is a must try recipe and a great way to use your leftover fruit and veggie pulp. You can really use your imagination with this recipe, too, depending on what kind of pulp you have. You can make sweet crackers or savory crackers and try out different spices. Today, we made a simple apple-ginger juice because we had a ton of apples that needed to get used.  Here is our recipe for apple-ginger crackers.

1 cup apple ginger pulp
1/4 cup ground trail mix
2 Tbs. whole flaxseeds
2 Tbs. flaxmeal
2 Tbs. honey
1/2 tsp. cinnamon

Grind trail mix in a food processor or coffee grinder. Mix all the ingredients in a bowl. Transfer mixture a silpat or other non-stick baking surface and press into a sheet about 1/4" thick. Bake in the lowest temperature your oven will go (our lowest possible temp was 175 degrees) for approximately 1 hour or until the cracker is completely dried out and starting to brown. Let cool and break into pieces. 

The amounts above are my best guess at what we used. Using exact amounts is less important than achieving the consistency you need to press the pulp into a large cracker. The apple ginger pulp we were working with was quite watery, so we added flaxmeal and ground trail mix to absorb some of that wetness. You don't want it to be too watery or too dry, so add dry ingredients until you achieve the desired consistency.

Here is a picture of our cracker before we broke it into pieces.



These crackers are perfect as an appetizer served with goat cheese. Throwing our juice pulp on the compost heap isn't so bad, but these crackers are so much better!

Bodhi's First Blog Post

I have had this blog for several months now, and in true perfectionist Brittany fashion I have not written a single post because I've been waiting for the perfect mood to strike and the perfect content to magically materialize in my mind. Heaven forbid that I mar these pages with fluff or anything short of extraordinary.

That's me. I'm a total perfectionist. Especially when it comes to things I create - like my writing, any attempts at art, my cooking, my cleaning, my garden, my family, my work. That doesn't mean my life is actually perfect. The universe has it's way of presenting challenges to remind me that I can't control everything. Life isn't perfect, but it is beautiful.

Inspiration did strike me this morning as I was lying in bed at 7am trying to catch a few more zzz's on a Saturday morning. I thought, my joy is my family - the family I came from and the new family I have created. Most notably, I have this beautiful, 7-month-old boy who is so lovely and makes me smile every day. He is growing up so fast and changing so quickly, and yet I have not captured all the cute and funny things he does in writing. Not even in my journal and I used to be so good at regularly journaling. Time to change that. Methinks it will be hard to recall from memory all the things my first born was doing when he was 2 months old, 4 months old, 6 months old, etc. when he is 25, so better to start now. I thought it'd be fun to share some of my little guy's insights and experiences, from his perspective. And so I give you...Bodhi's first blog post.

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My name is Bodhi. I am a Mr. Man. Mommy is worried that when I grow up, I'm going to speak a strange hybrid language because that's how she talks to me. She pluralizes everything. "Would you like some milks?" "Ready for a bathies?" "Shall we change the diapie doos?" "Is it full of poops?" Fortunately, my baby genius language encoding brain can decipher between real words and made up ones. Heaven knows, Mom uses a lot of made up words. Between her and Nana, most of the songs they sing me are comprised of completely made up words. Great-nana, Rose, spoke many funny, made up words to Nana when she was a little girl. A hybrid of Maori and imagination. Nana built on that when she was a little girl and shared the "language" with her girls, including my mama. I think it's nice. My favorite songs are the ones with all the silly, made-up words.  Mom sings this song to me every night to lull me to sleep:

Mee mee, the mustin mee
Mee mee mee and the bru ha ha
Daka daka daka daka da
The beekin beekin da de da


Which brings me to my next point. I am a beekin boy. That's what mama and Nana and the aunties call me. Beekin is a good word to describe me. Let me try to explain what it means. First, just say it..."beekin". What do you think it means just from the sound of the word? You know those words in various languages that are difficult to translate because they capture a concept, a feeling that is unique to that language and culture? Well, beekin is a bit like that. My best effort at translating this magical word is to say that it means cute and silly and naughty. That's me. Beekin. And full of dimples.