Tuesday, January 22, 2013

Songs my Mother taught me # 6

Bicarbonate of soda, baking soda, (Natron)

" How do I use thee?
I can`t count the ways…
You scrub my tub, pre-soak my clothes
Freshen my fridge, won`t scratch stoves;
Eat odors in sneakers and diaper pails
Soothe bites and burns to stop kids` wails.
All this without harming our earth,
You give far more than my money`s worth." 

- Jane Fraser, Picton, Canada

The best waffles are made with baking soda, flour, sugar and sour cream.
My mother's recipe.

2 cups of thick sour cream
1/2 cup of sugar
A pinch of vanilla
2 eggs
A hint ( in Norwegian a knife's point) of salt
2 -3 table spoons of melted butter
Flour or spelt to make the batter thick enough, I'd say 3 or 4 cups
1 tea spoon of baking soda.
Let the  batter rest for 30 minutes so that the baking soda may work. 
If the batter is too thick add some lukewarm water, not milk.

The first thing my Mom did when recovering after her first brain stroke was making me waffles. She knew, it's the one thing I can't resist.

My Mom taught me to use baking soda (Natron) to get whiter teeth.
Just yesterday I found the same advice on the Internet.
Too much stomach acid is neutralized by baking soda.
It helps faster, more efficient and has little side effects  .
The expensive ones Gunnar were prescribed were not half as good, and had severe side effects.

My Mom in her last weeks on earth would over and over again ask for Natron for her gastritis. They gave her pills with none effect whatsoever. I bought a package of baking soda. The pains vanished.
My Mom had used baking soda for years and years. Our doctor says the salt in bicarbonate may bind water in the body. My Mom never had a problem with that. 

ME patients often have a slow digestion. Baking soda helps.
Why is it not more often recommended by doctors? My suggestion is, it is probably too cheap for the pharmacy giants.

Just now, when trying to find a good answer to Laureen, I found this Wikipedia article. Many pros and a few cons.
Read it.

Monday, January 21, 2013

Carpe Ruby Diem

Buildings talk. They tell a history of times gone by, of the people who lived there and also maybe, of thing's decay and death.
This little, red painted, worn shed has spoken to me since I first spotted it in a sharp bend on the road between my home in Haugesund and my paternal home in Sauda. The road is so narrow and the speed so high, we kind of never got the time to stop for taking a picture. It tormented me. It's evident that the old building, once housing cotters for the great farm nearby, can collapse any day.
In November the weather was awful as we were driving from home to home. The windshield wipers hardly were able to wash away the rain flood. We drove at snail pace, and I got to capture a shot of my little vulnerable building.

The red shed telling
tales of love and labor to
people passing by

Photo  © 2012 by Magical Mystical Teacher

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