This became a much less exciting map when I stopped traveling. Purple is where I am, blue is where I was. Click here if you would like to see the travel map, with lots of lines, all around the world.

Thursday, August 30, 2007

Surfing Safari

Wow. Surfing is damn tough. But also amazingly enjoyable.

Spent three days in Oaxaca city, then a night bus to the beach, now surfing all day long. Both of us are getting browned (and I am getting a bit pinked) and enjoying existence. Reading, eating, and exploring.

Ryan has been taking lots of swell photographs. Hopefully I will be able to nick a few when he gets back to the real world.

Friday, August 24, 2007

In and Out

So, life is busy. Lots to learn and see and do. Came back to CIMMYT for three days to edit a draft of the article I am writing for the Wheat Facts and Futures report, then my friend Ryan is coming down for a couple days to visit, we're going to explore Oaxaca a bit more together, then head to the coast. But, highlights of the time in Oaxaca - because it was chalk full of delight:

I took two cooking courses while I was down there. One with La Casa de Mis Recuerdos and the other with Casa de los Sabores (House of My Memories and House of Flavors) (If you are thinking of heading down to Oaxaca to take a cooking course, I would recommend Casa de Mis Recuerdos - Nora, the woman who taught it, was a delight to talk to about all sorts of things). I learned a bit more about the markets systems here, how to make mole better, and a bit of history behind various dishes.


I ate a lot. So much food. Maybe it's because Oaxaca is a bit more of a touristy town and it is well known for its foody stuff, but there was just a plethora of grand places to get tasty meals. With lunch specials, it was cheap and easy to get enough food to satisfy me for the day, and I got a good chance to talk to a number of the restaurant owners because business is relatively slow in the early afternoon.

I got to take a brief peek inside a tortilla factory down there. The doors were open, so I just stepped inside. I had a brief (and admittedly, awkward) conversation with the woman who was in charge of the operation and I got to look around at all the delightful machines which make the local flour tortillas there. A later talk with a restaurant owner got a scoff that the arrival of this factory was part of undesired northern influence on local cuisine.

So, now I am doing some rush research on Afghani wheat (because of the war, and the other war, and then the drought, and then some other wars - there has been lots of upheaval in the Afghan agricultural sector - meaning that now that things are settling down (kinda...) they are having to start fresh. This blank slate is resulting in an unprecedented adoption of improved varietals of wheat. Zowie!) before heading out and about again. I will likely leave my computer at CIMMYT while out with Ryan, so likely posting will be light.

Oh, and the hurricane passed and I am unharmed. It rained all day yesterday, but otherwise nothing much. But now I can check 'being in a hurricane' off my list...

Friday, August 17, 2007

Warm sand and magic crabs

I love the sea. Its raw power, its immense nature, its beauty, its predictable tides and dangerous waves. I spent four wonderful summers of my life working on the beach - and even one lifeguarding - yet I had never been to a warm beach until today. The Oregon Coast is a place where you can swim if you don't mind going numb - and I guess I had always sorta figured that was how it is. If you want to enjoy that pristine beauty you have to deal with the chill.

Apparently, not so. Being afraid I would leave Mexico without seeing a beach (the sole reason most Americans come to Mexico) I decided to pop down to Puerto Angel for the weekend between interviews and cooking courses in Oaxaca City. Puerto Angel itself is a bit weather beaten, but the sea has been fantastic. I got in on an overnight bus (which I somehow slept on without waking over the whole nine hours) and got to see the ocean at eight am. I checked into my hotel, put on my swimsuit and dived right in. Locals were cleaning the beach from the previous night's revelers and seemed a bit taken aback by my early dip, but I loved it. The ocean was gloriously pleasant to swim in.

Without the fear I would freeze to death, I took a long swim out to an island which is 100m off shore in the bay and clambered upon the rocks there - where I saw the craziest crabs I have ever encountered. Blue and black bodies with florescent underbellies, they didn't look too exceptional in themselves, but their sheer numbers (every time I would take a step another flock would run away from me) and their manner of movement were shocking. They ran around like normal crabs, but much quicker. And they leapt several feet at a time. It was the sort of thing that if I had seen it in a movie, I would have laughed at how poorly done the CGI of creature's movements had been made. Sprightly leaps with 180 twists from crustaceans? Ha. But I saw it. More proof that natural selection is much more creative than the human mind.

The food here has continued to be good - though, sadly, the local fishing industry is dying from over-fishing - and finally getting to use a hammock with an ocean breeze has been nice. It's been a pleasant break and a good chance to see another side of the other side of Mexico.

How the other half eats

It's no secret I like to eat. Given the chance, I eat six moderate sized meals a day and bobble about, full and content. While in Oaxaca for the past week I have only been eating one real meal a day (supplemented with fresh hot chocolates and street snacks) and I have been just as full and content. Somehow no one told me that the food in Oaxaca was going to be quite this amazing.

After my time out in the field, lab, library, and offices with CIMMYT, I decided it was time to spend a bit more time in the kitchen and at the table. To me, food is really interesting because it is part of cycles within cycles within cycles. I like agricutlure because (ideally) it is the fusion of a symbiotic relationship between another species and our own - an artificial mini-ecosystem which produces. It's exciting because this ecosystem makes food for a purpose - consumption, the furthering of our own lives, etc, etc, etc. Anyhow, one of the fascinating things in this project - and in the Green Revolution in particular - is how there can often be a series of big disconnects between the big players. Farmers farm. Consumers consume. Scientists science. But these three groups rarely see eye to eye. That is finally, starting to change, with good results.

Last week I went on a tour of the wheat test patches and green houses with some of the wheat breeders at CIMMYT and they exclaimed with glee the focus they were putting on the functional use of the things they were growing. There have been many cases where modern science has made an advancement that farmers are unwilling to take up (farmers in Ethiopia are skeptical about conservation tillage because plowing is a traditional means to declare land ownership) or that consumers were unwilling to swallow (literally) (sweet potatoes with beta-caratian (meaning the orange ones most Americans get, and their siblings) were rejected in Ethiopia because they were just too sweet - though much healthier than local, bitter varieties).

So, I have been spending a lot of my time thus far in Mexico focusing on the farmer and the scientist, and it has finally come time to talk to the chef and the consumer. And eat a lot.

Apparently Oaxaca is known as being a culinary mecca for the country (people keep telling me that 'it's the land of seven moles') - but I didn't realize quite how large the difference in flavor was going to be. Don't get me wrong, I have generally enjoyed what I have been eating in Mexico, but it has very much been variations on a theme. You go someplace and you have a choice between a steak (which I still haven't warmed to) or something in a tortilla. The something in the tortilla sees the greater variation - anything you can think to put in a tortilla you can buy (tripe or brains, bean or cheese, bunny or beef) - but it does tend to be a bit monotonous.

Then comes Oaxaca. Finally, things with rich, delicious sauces, exciting new flavors, and variation within the variation. Probably the most exciting thing I have been encountering is the variety of peppers. A had a lunch in the lovely Maria Bonita (north of the big cathedral and very economical, if you're ever passing through) and afterwards had a long and beautiful conversation with the owner about his peppers. I was particularly taken with a chili relleno I had gotten which boasted a sweet, smoky flavor I had never encountered. I asked him what it was (a chili pasilla oaxacana) and he was so excited by my interest he brought one out for me to inspect. Which led to more questions, more answers, and me getting to see a good variety of chilies I had never heard of.

Back in the States, I pride myself in my refried beans. With a proper mix of five or six chillies I would make a witch's brew to really be proud of - but if I had access to even half of what I have seen here - I can scarcely imagine what I could make. The basic reason that we don't see these chillies back home is because of micro-climates and lack of demand. Some of the chillies I was shown grow only on south facing coastal mountains in tropical areas of Mexico - meaning that they are also only consumer near such locals. Regional diet is such a fascinating idea because it grows in tandem with an attachment to the local area. When that line is breached - through the loss of agricultural land to the incoming of supermarkets over local markets - we begin to see some of that variety lost.

I still have a couple more days in Oaxaca and hopefully a good bit more eating and pleasant chatting with cooks and cafe owners....

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

Video Adventure: Monte Alban

Still alive in Oaxaca. Every meal just keeps on getting better.

Monday, August 13, 2007

Up all night

This evening I write from the glorious CAPU bus station in Puebla, Puebla, Mexico. Through a series of mis-steps - or as I like to call them, adventure steps - I ended up here with no place good to go.

Being here reminds me of my time out at Deep Springs - or more importantly, my time getting to Deep Springs. Fittingly, Deep Springs College is located in Deep Springs, California - meaning just about as far from anything you would want o be near as possible. To get there students would fly into Las Vegas, take a bus north four hours towards Reno, get off at Lida junction (home of nothing but the ever-intimidating "Cottontail Ranch" brothel). From there, we would get picked up by a student driver, and ride the last hour into the Valley.

So, the part which reminds me of that journey is the inevitable night which would be spent in Las Vegas. The only bus which goes from Las Vegas to Reno went at 7 AM, which means I would inevitably have to stay at least the night in Vegas. Las Vegas being the worst place on Earth (that is empirically true), I tried to spend as little time as possible there. My strategy would normally be to fly in at 11:30 at night, hot-foot it to the movie theater which is attached to the MGM Grand, watch a movie or two, then be dumped out onto the streets at 3 AM. Oftentimes I would just walk the streets all night because I refused to get a hotel room (A) because it would support the Las Vegas economy and B) it's just silly to pay for a hotel room for seven hours of sleep). Eventually though, I got myself a routine. I discovered that the Krispy Kreme donut shop in Excalibur was open all night - and even better it has weak, but existing wireless internet. I would buy myself a dozen donuts and munch my way into a sugar-dazed, sleep-deprived, Las Vegas-addled oblivion.

While the CAPU bus station in Puebla, Puebla, Mexico lacks a Krisy Kreme (though they do have a Church's Chicken which I must abashedly admit I patronized) the same race against the clock towards daylight is taking place as I type in much the same way. Sleeping is not an option. And once tied enough, doing anything constructive is not much of a hope either. On the plus side, this place is much less shady than the Las Vegas Greyhound station - and perhaps more importantly - it's not in Los Vegas.

Wednesday, August 8, 2007

Into the Abyss - again!

So, the Watson is supposed to be 12 months of independent travel - I decided to stretch it out to 14. With the time and the money, I figured 'why not?' This week I finish up month two of my travels and begin to really be independent. I have thus far been centered at CIMMYT, a research center which focuses on maize and wheat improvement - but it is now time for me to spread my wings and fly. That flying may involve sporadic periods of internetlessness, so perhaps my communication will become even more unreliable. Or not. Who knows.

Friday I am going down to Cuernavaca with a friend of mine from CIMMYT to celebrate his grandfather's birthday, and in the next month I hope and intend to:
  • roll over to Oaxaca to take some cooking courses and taste the markets
  • go up to San Luis Potosí to stay with the grandparent's of one of my mom's students on a farm
  • see a warm beach somewhere
  • (perhaps) make my way to Veracruz to enjoy the tastes of the tropics
  • Spend some time in a bakery watching and talking
Expect to read all about it as it happens. Watch the map to see where the little blue line leads me.

On a separate note, I got my visa back from the Indian consulate today... and they didn't give me the full year I was hoping to land. See, it's a six month visa, and their visas go from the date of issue, so it means that I have to be out of India by 2 of February - about a month and a half earlier than I had planned. So what to do? I could fly to France early and spend more time in Europe or Morocco. I could try to get the visa extended once I get there in late September. Or I could go to a low cost neighbor, China.

I have spent a lot of time reading about China and the shifts which are going on with their cropping systems as well as their increased demand for convenience, wheat based foods and it's all quite interesting. China is the new black, so everyone is talking about how everything which is everything is going on there. Thoughts about China? Thoughts about extending visas?

Tuesday, August 7, 2007

Something there is that doesn't love a standing mixer

A great quote to start off this entry:
"We might refuse to believe, if the fact were not forced on our conviction, that the most important and the most ancient of all the arts is the one which at the present day is the least advanced, and we might almost say, which is still in the rudest and most barbarous state; but enter into the first baking establishments of the capital, and following all its details the conversion of flour into bread! You will be grieved to see that, though incessantly repeated for thousands of years, the process has remained absolutely devoid of improvement; and you will turn away from the sight of it with a saddened spirit, even if it should have inspired you with deep disgust."
And what is Eliza Acton so worried about? Back when she was writing, in 1857, she was disgusted that despite 6000 years having passed since the Egyptians started making leavened bread, that no one had made any substantial improvements to the way that bread was produced. Still flour, yeast, salt, water, time, and some hand kneading. Ms. Acton's prayers were answered just seventy years later, and her worries have subsequently been readdressed every decade since then by the continuous march of mechanical progress.

The big breakthrough happened in 1926 when two researchers, Swanson and Working, at the Kansas State Agricultural College designed a laboratory mixer, which combined a pack-squeeze-pull-tear action. The human hand had finally been replaced. Though their particular process didn't catch on especially well, the idea they had led towards more changes - and more machines - to work our bread. The Do-Maker Process, the Amflow method, and the Rabinovich process all stepped up with variants on a theme which wanted to reduce the amount of necessary human touch as well as the amount of time which was needed for rising.

When you make bread by hand, the process will often go a little something like this (I am proud to say a couple months back I wrote the Wikipedia article on the process of bread rising where you can find more details if interested):
  1. Mix ingredients
  2. Wait
  3. Knead dough
  4. Let dough rise
  5. Deflate dough
  6. Shape dough
  7. Let dough rise
  8. Deflate dough
  9. Let dough rise
  10. Bake dough into bread
  11. Let bread cool
  12. Consume
These twelve steps (potentially shortened to as little as steps 1, 4, 10, 11, and 12 if you use a no-knead method*) have been just about the same since inception. Depending on the recipe and the type of bread you are making you can be done with it in as little as two hours or you can drag the process out to three or four days. While this long time period may be good for flavor, it isn't too good for mass production. Industrialization doesn't like having to wait for things.

So, people came up with these methods which standardized and mechanized the whole industry. Suddenly the same loaf could be made ad infinitum across the country. While I find the various contraptions fascinating to read about, bubbling with excitement to colleagues here, apparently the details about the advancement in bread mechanization technology is not one of those universally appealing subjects - so I will only describe my favorite.

The Soviets (errr... this book was a bit dated) developed a gravity fed machine which was very low in moving parts. Essentially, the machine had a large bowl which was continuously fed with raw ingredients and continuously stirred at a slow speed. The bowl was tipped at an angle so that the dough would slowly leak from it down a ramp. At an interval a chopper would lop off a loaf sized amount of dough which would slowly scoot down a ramp, rising as it went. It would be timed to slide at just the right pace to be fully proofed by the time it go to the bottom where a conveyor belt would carry it to the ovens. It sounds like so sort of fabulous Rube Goldberg machine (I have tried to sketch out what I think it would have looked like). This crazy machine started fermentation while stirring is still going on - and there's no need for measurement of ingredients as long as all the ingredients are released at a continuous and set rate and ratio.

While this machine may seem too out there - and it isn't around any more because of its absurdity - the replacements don't seem too much better. Pressure chambers to help speed rise times, refrigerated rooms to cool bread for slicing, adding chemical dough inhibitors to get yeast to obey our every whim - all of it seems quite over the top. I will be excited to try to sneak into a couple of factories in the next year to see just what the miracle of science has dreamed up to replace human hands and Soviet science.


*I have tried the no-knead method several times which the New York Times praises as a god-send but honestly I don't think the results are that great. Though it may take me two days and lots of kneading to make, I think my sourdough bread is worth the extra lovin'.... errr... effort.

Wednesday, August 1, 2007

Flour and Palatability

First off, I want to begin by saying with some shock that there are only thirteen hits on google for the team "globalized diet." With all the talk of globalization and 'the globalized this' and 'the globalized that' - I am shocked that this term hasn't caught on. I would like to declare my intention to use it, think about it, and one day maybe write a book or a thesis or something like that on the topic. Full stop.

On the continuing subject of changing diets through development, I have been reading intriguing information about trends. Diets of different parts of the world vary considerably, but when a country industrializes you can generally expect it to do similar things. Meat will generally increase as a protein source, fat consumption will increase, and sugar, particularly refined sugar, will make huge leaps. There will also be a general increase in consumption of legumes and milk. Additionally, a country will lower its consumption of leafy greens as well as decrease its consumption of carbohydrates - however, there will be a marked increase in the consumption of white flour.

All is quite interesting, but most I will gloss over. Many social scientists see the departure from leafy greens as a turning away from a food which is seen as common and poor. The increase in fat and sugar play into instinctual and corporate desires. The rise in meat and shifts towards high calorie foods is an attempt at eating a more condensed diet. The reduction in grains is to make room for all these extra fats and sugars. But the increase in white flour - there's the clincher.

So, there's this stuff called wheat. And this stuff called rice. And both of them are brown normally, but people eat them white. And it's kinda a problem.

Wheat and rice are both grains. They begin as a whole grain, which looks sorta like this, but most people eat only part of the grain. While there's lots of good to get from the part of the grain which people do eat, there's lots more to get from what they don't eat. There are two big branches of flour you can buy in the store - white flour and whole wheat flour. White flour is made from just the endosperm of a wheat grain - while whole wheat flour (as the name implies) is made from the whole of the wheat berry. (for a more thorough dissection of the words you see on flour bags, see below). Similarly, white rice is just brown rice which has been polished clean.

(Here, I will add a caveat - I don't especially like whole grain foods. While there are a couple of whole wheat breads I make and I do enjoy brown rice with some meals, I am certainly not one of those whole grain advocates who will eat nothing else. It's the reasoning why people try and go for too much of a good thing which is really intriguing.)

So, whole grains are better for your health, no question about it - but do white rice and white flour taste objectively better? Questions of palatability are generally considered subjective, with a couple of notable exceptions. People are hardwired to like sweets and fats. They keep our bodies going so we like them (and I know there are people who (claim) not to like the flavor of sweet - they are genetic mistakes). But from there, what can we say is a societal preference versus an innate biological desire?

An interesting question posed by some researchers regarding the state of the modern waistline in developed nations is whether we have perhaps made food too palatable. Food is great, but it has only been with the advent of modern convenience food that consumable have been specifically tailored to please our taste buds - and in turn that we have been over eating to such an extent. The roughage and extras which are included within food do us some good nutritionally - but also perhaps help us out by making food not so delightfully edible that we can't stop our animal instincts to stuff ourselves. Perhaps if food were to taste a bit less tasty it would be for the greater good? Variety, is of course, the key. But it's an interesting notion to ponder - how the free market has been able to engineer foods which are just too good to be truly good.

Flour taxonomy:
Flour is broken down in many ways. The basic divisions are:

Flour source:
You can make anything that is crushable into flour - corn flour, nut flour, teff flour, and more. When you say flour, most people think wheat flour - but even wheat flour comes in basic divisions - because there many plants which are included in the wheat family:

  • Triticum aegilopoides and T. monococcum which have 14 chromosomes (diploid), include wild and cultivated 'Einkorn' wheats. They are not grown commercially on a wide scale.

  • T dicoccoides which have 28 chromosomes (tetraploids), commonly known as durum wheat. This is grown on about 10% of the world's fields.

  • T. aestivum which possess 42 chromosome (hexaploids) and includes everything from bread wheat to spelt. These are grown on about 90% of the world's fields.

Of the durum wheat which is grown, half of it is consumed in the developing world - the rest of it is used for pastas (I am not sure why durum wheat makes better flour for pastas... I'll get back to you when I figure that out). Bread wheat is used for just about everything else - from cookies to, well, bread.

Flour type:
White flour is made from just the endosperm of a wheat grain - while whole wheat flour (as the name implies) is made from the whole of the wheat berry. White flour is generally fluffier, while whole wheat flour is denser and higher in nutrients.

Protein level:
There are five divisions for protein, or gluten level, that you will commonly find on bags in the United States. From lowest to highest protein level the divisions are cake flour, pastry flour, all-purpose flour, bread flour, and pizza flour. The gluten level is really important - if you tried to make a croissant out of pizza flour it would turn out chewy and awful (as an aside, the opposite actually does work, but only due to mitigating factors. You use pizza flour for pizza when you have a pizza oven (which gets to 800°) but when you use a home oven you can't bake as quick (most home ovens only get to 500°) so it can be better to use cake flour - see this amazing article in Cook's Illustrated for more science behind it ( and find the whole, wonderful recipe here). In a pinch, you can use all-purpose flour for anything - though getting the right flour for the job will help produce best results.

Odds and ends:

You will often see that a flour has been bleached, bromated, or enriched. Flour is bleached to give it a whiter color (White! The symbol of purity!) and to increase shelf life - but the bleaching process (usually using benzoyl peroxide or chlorine dioxide) destroys some vitamins, so in America some of those vitamins (niacin, thiamin, iron and riboflavin, and the B vitamins) are required to be added back in. Flour is bromated for similar reasons - and potassium bromate is a carcinogen which is banned in most countries, but got through due to funny technicalities within the FDA in the US. (My general advice is to avoid any flour which is bleached or bromated. The extra pennies are worth skipping the acrid flavor and gross additives. King Arthur has high quality purity standards, is widely available, and is considered highly consistent for protein levels.)