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Girl Eats Food: Ooh Baby, I like It Raw (Milk)
You’ve probably been too busy drinking Yop to notice that there’s a quiet milk war raging. Though one Mr. Louis Pasteur has saved countless lives with the invention of germ-killing milk treatment, pasteurization, in 1864, today there are raw dairy fanatics claiming the process is outdated and that milk straight from the cow possesses invaluable nutrients. In the US, the milk war has even sent people to prison in the name of raw dairy.
I hang out with dairy farmer Stephen Hook, a.k.a. Moo Man, and his really chill cows to pick his brain about the apparent wonder juice that is unpasteurized milk, intrigued by claims that it can treat everything from eczema to asthma—and maybe even my lactose intolerance. Then, inspired by my newfound cow milking prowess, I head out in search of the holy dairy grail. (Hint: TITS.)
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Girl Eats Food: Ooh Baby, I like It Raw (Milk)

You’ve probably been too busy drinking Yop to notice that there’s a quiet milk war raging. Though one Mr. Louis Pasteur has saved countless lives with the invention of germ-killing milk treatment, pasteurization, in 1864, today there are raw dairy fanatics claiming the process is outdated and that milk straight from the cow possesses invaluable nutrients. In the US, the milk war has even sent people to prison in the name of raw dairy.

I hang out with dairy farmer Stephen Hook, a.k.a. Moo Man, and his really chill cows to pick his brain about the apparent wonder juice that is unpasteurized milk, intrigued by claims that it can treat everything from eczema to asthma—and maybe even my lactose intolerance. Then, inspired by my newfound cow milking prowess, I head out in search of the holy dairy grail. (Hint: TITS.)

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Getting High on Chocolate
Girl Eats Food is back for Season Two. In the first episode, anti-chef Jo Fuertes-Knight explores the growing trend of people using raw chocolate to “align the heart chakra” and go on an “inwards journey.”
After a Chocolate Ecstasy tour involving pizza-flavoured truffles, Jo hijacks a chocolate convention at London Olympia. There are women there who wear clothes made out of chocolate.



The next day, she joins a shamanic cacao ceremony round the back of the IMAX in her quest to get high off chocolate sent from a cacao shaman in Guatemala, called Keith.

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Getting High on Chocolate

Girl Eats Food is back for Season Two. In the first episode, anti-chef Jo Fuertes-Knight explores the growing trend of people using raw chocolate to “align the heart chakra” and go on an “inwards journey.”

After a Chocolate Ecstasy tour involving pizza-flavoured truffles, Jo hijacks a chocolate convention at London Olympia. There are women there who wear clothes made out of chocolate.



The next day, she joins a shamanic cacao ceremony round the back of the IMAX in her quest to get high off chocolate sent from a cacao shaman in Guatemala, called Keith.


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GIRL EATS FOOD - ENGLISH BREAKFAST CUPCAKES
The Secret Ingredient Is Bacon Grease

GIRL EATS FOOD - ENGLISH BREAKFAST CUPCAKES

The Secret Ingredient Is Bacon Grease

Ever since Joanna Fuertes-Knight first appeared on VICE talking about deep fat frying and renal failure, we’ve known she was destined for stardom. And while her column has never been anything less than hilarious, and her recipes unfailingly delicious, she really deserved to dance free on our screens rather than be confined to the static prison of text and photographs. Which is why we decided to give her her own show.

Here, then, is the first episode, in which she makes Popping Candy Pavlova and Alcopops.

Our new Facebook picture is pretty good.

Our new Facebook picture is pretty good.

Babies are lazy bastards. When they’re not pretending they can’t walk so they can spend all day being pushed around asleep in a stroller, they’re listlessly having their asses wiped because they can’t be bothered to go to the toilet. They’re so lazy, in fact, that they can’t even be bothered to chew, let alone lift their own cutlery. But I’m on to you frauds and your tiny jars of all-in-one meal slush, and I’m coming to take your food away.
I’m an impoverished student of the 99 percent, so I know from experience that baby food is not just for babies. When the shit really hits the fan, we’ll all be forced to stuff this mush into our emaciated maws, as the fatcats lord it over us with their superior banquets of mystery meat gruel and rainwater-that’s-been-allowed-to-collect-in-the-outdoor-ashtray daiquiris.
Babied Ribs
The idea of ribs is exceptionally gross, because, when you stop and think about it, you’re basically gnawing on the remains of a pig’s back fat. So why not just not think about it at all? Why not just throw a load of baby food on top and pretend you’re six months old again?
Ingredients
1 x cup of mango baby food (I used a mango and banana melba dessert)1 x can of fizzy mango drink½ x cup of brown sugar½ x cup of ketchup4 x tbspns white wine vinegar1 x clove of crushed garlic¼ x tsp cayenne pepper1 x pack spare ribs
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Babies are lazy bastards. When they’re not pretending they can’t walk so they can spend all day being pushed around asleep in a stroller, they’re listlessly having their asses wiped because they can’t be bothered to go to the toilet. They’re so lazy, in fact, that they can’t even be bothered to chew, let alone lift their own cutlery. But I’m on to you frauds and your tiny jars of all-in-one meal slush, and I’m coming to take your food away.

I’m an impoverished student of the 99 percent, so I know from experience that baby food is not just for babies. When the shit really hits the fan, we’ll all be forced to stuff this mush into our emaciated maws, as the fatcats lord it over us with their superior banquets of mystery meat gruel and rainwater-that’s-been-allowed-to-collect-in-the-outdoor-ashtray daiquiris.

Babied Ribs

The idea of ribs is exceptionally gross, because, when you stop and think about it, you’re basically gnawing on the remains of a pig’s back fat. So why not just not think about it at all? Why not just throw a load of baby food on top and pretend you’re six months old again?

Ingredients

1 x cup of mango baby food (I used a mango and banana melba dessert)
1 x can of fizzy mango drink
½ x cup of brown sugar
½ x cup of ketchup
4 x tbspns white wine vinegar
1 x clove of crushed garlic
¼ x tsp cayenne pepper
1 x pack spare ribs

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The avocado: light of my life, jewel of my diet and chock full of potassium to keep my prostate glowing. But, for some reason, it’s a fruit that regularly tops those “foods that kids hate” polls that things like The Telegraphlike to run. One theory is that children are all difficult dickwipes and parents would rather just shovel undercooked Alphabites into their offspring to keep them subdued. The other is that people don’t know what to do with avocados outside of making industrial amounts of guacamole. So, courageous pioneer that I am, I thought of a way to make this admittedly quite weird fruit more sexy (basically; add sugar, whipped cream, more sugar and buttery pastry).Avocado EclairsChoux pastry is one of those cookery witchcraft tricks which smuggington smug-faced chefs in their smug kitchens always say is “simple” when you’ve got the hang of it. Yeah, maybe it’s easy to make after ten years of experience mate, but I almost had an embolism making these. However, the sense of achievement when you’ve finally got these babies to puff up in the oven rather than turn into greasy logs that look like a dog with tapeworm curled out, is endlessly satisfying.
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The avocado: light of my life, jewel of my diet and chock full of potassium to keep my prostate glowing. But, for some reason, it’s a fruit that regularly tops those “foods that kids hate” polls that things like The Telegraphlike to run. One theory is that children are all difficult dickwipes and parents would rather just shovel undercooked Alphabites into their offspring to keep them subdued. The other is that people don’t know what to do with avocados outside of making industrial amounts of guacamole. So, courageous pioneer that I am, I thought of a way to make this admittedly quite weird fruit more sexy (basically; add sugar, whipped cream, more sugar and buttery pastry).

Avocado Eclairs

Choux pastry is one of those cookery witchcraft tricks which smuggington smug-faced chefs in their smug kitchens always say is “simple” when you’ve got the hang of it. Yeah, maybe it’s easy to make after ten years of experience mate, but I almost had an embolism making these. However, the sense of achievement when you’ve finally got these babies to puff up in the oven rather than turn into greasy logs that look like a dog with tapeworm curled out, is endlessly satisfying.

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As I’ve explained before, I come from a family where the general culinary consensus on how to deal with anything with a face is to kill it, cook it, drown it in animal by-products… then eat it. Once I was freed from my mother’s apron strings, it took me a while to understand people who didn’t enjoy meat. I didn’t understand that asking whether they valued animal life on a scale of cuteness or size wasn’t the right way to approach vegans.So, in an effort to be more open-minded, I’m extending an ethically farmed olive branch to all my meat-hating homies. The only thing killed in making these scrumptious gyoza fried dumplings is my patience for militant veganism and possibly a couple thousand field mice from harvesting all that flour.
Read: Girl Eats Food: Vegan Cornish Pastries

As I’ve explained before, I come from a family where the general culinary consensus on how to deal with anything with a face is to kill it, cook it, drown it in animal by-products… then eat it. Once I was freed from my mother’s apron strings, it took me a while to understand people who didn’t enjoy meat. I didn’t understand that asking whether they valued animal life on a scale of cuteness or size wasn’t the right way to approach vegans.

So, in an effort to be more open-minded, I’m extending an ethically farmed olive branch to all my meat-hating homies. The only thing killed in making these scrumptious gyoza fried dumplings is my patience for militant veganism and possibly a couple thousand field mice from harvesting all that flour.

Read: Girl Eats Food: Vegan Cornish Pastries

I feel like I haven’t talked to you guys enough about shitting. Sorry. Still, there’s no better time to bring it up than January, is there? I bet your body is feeling sorry for itself after you put all that meat, fizzy wine, ecstasy, gak, and mincemeat in it. 
You want help?
Of course you do. But the answer isn’t making half-hearted resolutions, or night terrors, or crying in the shower fully-clothed; it’s shitting. And you know what? There really is no better way to cleanse your system of any marbles you swallowed as a child—and of course all the badness from 2011—than with vegetables and hospital-strength medication.
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I feel like I haven’t talked to you guys enough about shitting. Sorry. Still, there’s no better time to bring it up than January, is there? I bet your body is feeling sorry for itself after you put all that meat, fizzy wine, ecstasy, gak, and mincemeat in it. 

You want help?

Of course you do. But the answer isn’t making half-hearted resolutions, or night terrors, or crying in the shower fully-clothed; it’s shitting. And you know what? There really is no better way to cleanse your system of any marbles you swallowed as a child—and of course all the badness from 2011—than with vegetables and hospital-strength medication.

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