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Don't Clog My Kids' Arteries

I am not a very health conscious person per se…but when it comes down to my kids, I am BLOODY health conscious. In fact, I find myself toeing every single line there is in the ‘maniacal guide for healthy cooking’ by towering and lording over the way my maid (who is STILL FOOKING HERE) whenever she prepares food. And I hate the food that she cooks, anyway. For a green horn chef-wannabe like me, that’s saying a lot because I can whip up something that the kids adore without loading on too many unhealthy ingredients into the food. The kids love anything that went a-swimming in a pool of boiling oil, that’s one thing but in this house, I don’t permit deep frying too much. Once in a while, OK. But the maid seems to have this deep fascination with frying everything. A simple preparation of a stew requires half a bottle of oil and I kept repeating it over and over and over and over again – too much oil is UNHEALTHY. But she keeps repeating it. Sigh…. That’s how I came to this conclusion – that these people have no regard whatsoever for health. Her own health is shot because she can’t even pass a simple FOMEMA test and she’s not at all worried about it. There’s blood in her urine…something that I gather warrants concern for people like us…and she’s more worried about buying DIGI prepaid for her mobile fucking phone. Health is not a priority with these people. But sorry to say this, in this house, deep frying is only for special occasions. Here, I prefer to boil-cook, steam, BBQ the thing or put it into the oven. And yet….everything has to be swimming in oil with this nincompoop woman. This morning, I asked her to cook burger for the kids, something a little different. As far as I am concerned, frying burger does not require half a bottle of oil. As long as half the height of the burger piece is submerged in oil, it’s quite enough. But I was aghast to find a swimming pool of oil in the wok after her cooking. WTF?! Not only is it a wastage (I also refuse to re-use cooking oil) but imagine the kind of oil-filled burger we’re feeding the kids? So, we’re in for the clog-their-arteries-right-from-the-start strategy here? I dunno what else to do to put the idea of eating/feeding healthy food to this woman. My own salvation is to send her home where she belongs and she can continue to live her life urinating blood without caring and clogging her own arteries. I am bidding my time, waiting for confirmation so that I can, once again, impose the health-conscious diet that I stand by where the kids are concerned. p.s. Don't believe me....just read the following. http://www.keepwell.com/frying.htm http://www.sp.edu.sg/schools/cls/sscorner_0a.htm http://www.iemily.com/article-411.html http://www.malaysiabest.net/2008/04/26/health-hazard-in-deep-fried-foods-the-talk-about-plastics-in-hot-oil/
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