Something Is Rotten in the State of…

It’s Ann here today. Andy is in OurLittleCorner making faces😁 .

Is something rotten in the state of Denmark England? California? maybe even Albuquerque? Those are the settings for my three new favorite works – two novels and a TV series, and all are post-apocalyptic. And I make no claims to even liking science fiction (though I would prefer to categorize these works as something other than science fiction. Margaret Atwood, apparently, likes the term “speculative fiction” – which seems apropos).

I’m always impressed with good writing – and good television. And it seems Andy and I are constantly on the lookout for the next best read and/or watch.

After I read Cormac McCarthy’s The Road I swore I would never read another post-apocalyptic novel again. It was that alarming. But time heals all things, and I’m now totally enamored with these futuristic works…Vince Gilligan’s Pluribus on Apple TV, Ian McEwan’s recent novel, What We Can Know, and Octavia Butler’s 1993 novel Parable of the Sower.

I asked an editor from the San Francisco Standard to give me a brief review of Pluribus, and here’s what she wrote:

Pluribus may paint a picture of the future that’s unnervingly one-step from our future AI reality, but at its core, the show is really about being human. In the face of her new world, the main character vacillates between states of anger, lust, hilarity, loneliness, and sadness — feelings that apparently (thank god) aliens are incapable of. So it’s a good reminder that the flip side of human suffering is joy and they’re interconnected. And aliens with their perfect little lives are clearly missing out. (But then again — are they? Stay tuned for Season 2!)”

And I asked a formerLSU college professor to comment on What We Can Know – and here’s what he had to say:

“Although it is set in decimated post-apocalyptic 2120’s (where many of the dire predictions have come to pass), What We Can Know is much more than a cautionary tale.  McEwan is not only a great story-teller, he packs so much insight and creativity into his paragraphs that I found myself frequently rereading parts (partly to understand but mainly to marvel at his incredible way with words).  It is the kind of book you hate to see end.

And, since none of the family (yes, the Standard editor and the college professor are family 🙂 has read Parable of the Sower, let me discuss it a bit.

I bought this paperback from the Maryland Book Bank (provides free books for needy children) – and they apparently got it from the Goucher Prison Education Partnership. Interesting journey, it’s had.

I’m fascinated with Butler, whose mother was a housekeeper and father a shoeshiner and who was born in Pasadena in 1948 and died in 2006. I hate to admit I had never read about her or about any of her works until now. There is a brief interview with Butler at the end of Parable of the Sower. In the interview she describes herself this way: Who am I? I am…comfortably asocial—a hermit. … A pessimist if I’m not careful, a feminist, a Black, a former Baptist, an oil-and-water combination of ambition, laziness, insecurity, certainty, and drive.

The plot of Parable of the Sower (remember it was written 33 years ago) is set in California, beginning in 2024, and its follow-up novel, Parable of the Talents, is set in the 2030’s, which is eery, to say the least. Climate change and water shortage, drugs and disease, inequality and corporate greed are just a few of the issues being faced by the people, including the main character, a Black woman named Lauren.

Where is the upbeat part that makes the novel not totally depressing? Lauren believes that she has an idea that will bring positive changes to the world. Her name for this is Earthseed. Earthseed is what drives her and keeps her going.

And here, in my opinion, is the most-soothing, most-optimistic line from Butler’s novel: “From what I’ve read…the world goes crazy every three or four decades. One trick is to survive until it goes sane again.” I so hope that’s right.

(and one aside: if you really want to be freaked out consider this. In Parable of the Talents, the U.S. is being led by a president who hopes to rid the country of non-Christians, has brought back slavery, AND has the motto “Make America Great Again.” Mind you this was written in 1998. Prescient?

If you’re into reading more “speculative fiction,” here are some others to consider.

from MentalFloss.com

How does this all relate to food? It’s both scary and kind of funny to read all of the online sites about food for post-apocalypse times. In my brief research I was more interested in what still could be grown – not what we should store up (canned goods, beans, honey, and alcohol (!) for example). A lot of what can be grown depends on what caused the apocalypse. I’m going to suggest you read the BBC’s Science Focus take, “This is what you’d eat after the apocalypse, according to science.” The possible crops are peas, carrots, potatoes, sugar beets, and spinach.

I’m not sure whether apocalypse survivors will have access to spices, but today’s recipe could be made without any and would still be nutritious. Meanwhile, let’s savor all those seeds, bulbs, tubers, and rhizomes that give us the spices we can enjoy today.

Aloo Gajar Matar

And a final note – as we speculate about the future: maybe we all need to have Selaginella lepidophylla, aka The Resurrection Plant. It’s not going to help with providing food, but, according to HighlandMoss.com , its “ability to rise from the state of the ‘dead’ has made it a symbol of hope and rebirth across various cultures….In folk magic, it’s believed to bring peace, power, and protection from bad spells into a home.” Better yet, according to The Brain Maze on Facebook, it reminds us that “even in the most desolate conditions, life always finds a way to return.”

Aloo Gajar Matar (Indian Potatoes, Carrots & Peas)

  • 2 T oil
  • 1/2 tsp turmeric
  • 2 tsp minced garlic
  • 2 tsp grated ginger
  • 1 tsp Diamond kosher salt
  • 3 c cubed red potatoes (about 1/2″ cubes)
  • 3 T water
  • 3 c peeled and diced carrots 
  • 1 c frozen green peas
  • 1/2 tsp ground cumin
  • 1 tsp coriander
  • 1/4 tsp Kashmiri chili powder – or cayenne
  • 1/2 tsp garam masala
  • 1 tsp amchur (dry mango powder) or 1 tsp lemon juice 
  • 1/2 c chopped cilantro for serving (optional)

Heat oil in a large skillet (which has a lid) over medium low heat. Add the turmeric, garlic and ginger and fry for about 1 minute.

Add the cubed potatoes, salt, and water and stir well. Cover and cook over low heat for about 5 minutes.

Add carrots and stir them in; cover with lid and cook on low for about 10 minutes, stirring occasionally.

When carrots and potatoes are both soft and cooked, stir in the frozen green peas and the remaining spices – ground cumin, coriander, chili powder, garam masala, and amchur – or lemon juice); cover and cook on low for another 5 minutes, stirring several times.

Garnish with cilantro and serve with roti or naan.

Recipe brought to you by BigLittleMeals.com and Andy and Ann.


Whether the Weather Be Fine

It’s Andy here today. Ann is in OurLittleCorner thinking outside the box .

Whether the weather be fine
Or whether the weather be not,
Whether the weather be cold
Or whether the weather be hot,
We'll weather the weather
Whatever the weather,
Whether we like it or not.

(19th century British nursery rhyme)

When it comes to the weather we are very spoiled here Sonoma County. For most months of the year we’re blessed with sunny, mild days. But January definitely is not one of those blessed months; it is even considered by many to be the most depressing month of the year. One source put it this way: “it’s that time of year where darkness seems to be sucking away our daylight and cold, rainy weather eats up the rest.”

Gene Kelley in the 1952 movie Singin’ in the Rain – was this a desperate denial of the January gloom?

A few gloomy January evenings ago I found myself repeatedly checking my weather app (even as I was at my keyboard composing this blog). Although it was pouring rain outside I was hoping that by some miracle it would clear up by morning so our scheduled bicycle club ride would not be cancelled — again. No such luck— my app showed nothing but rain at 10:00 am when the ride was scheduled to begin.

Screenshot from my app showing the forecast for 10:00 am on ride day — clearly the ride wasn’t going to happen.

This brought to mind Bob Dylan’s famous lyrics, “You don’t need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows,” which he wrote in 1965, long before the first weather app appeared in 2007 (as a feature on the original iPhone). Did I really need a weather app and why was I compelled to keep checking it?

I did a little digging on the web to see if others shared my weather app obsession and quickly found plenty of evidence that I’m not alone. Especially informative was a 2023 Guardian piece by Hannah Marriott with the byline “We used to check every day, now it’s every minute: how we got addicted to weather apps.” Here are a few interesting tidbits from her article:

  • Fifty percent of US smartphone users regularly use weather apps
  • Android and iPhone app stores list more than 10,000 apps that have the word “weather” in the title (yes, the article says 10,000) .
  • Revenue generated by weather apps jumped from $530m in 2017 to $1.5bn in 2023.
  • The climate crisis will increasingly spur the growth of the weather app “ecosystem”
  • Weather apps are part of a general trend towards “digitizing one’s life and schedule”.
  • Apps can include options such as a“bee index” as well as indices for swimming, cold and flu, campfires, sinus, golf, and arthritis

But what interested me most is why these apps are so addictive. Anna Lembke, a psychiatrist at Stanford University’s Addiction Medicine Dual Diagnosis Clinic and the author of Dopamine Nation, suggests that weather apps appeal to our “dopamine-seeking brains” (dopamine is the “feel-good” hormone that supposedly gives us a sense of pleasure). Lembke claims that “it is not just the quantification but also the way that those numbers are displayed, the graphs and the charts. The brain has a way of really glomming on to numbers.”

Her bit about the brain “glomming on to numbers” must be about brains other than mine. Rather than stimulating pleasure, numbers and charts create twinges of anxiety in my brain — no doubt from suppressed memories of my struggles with math and statistics as a student. That doesn’t mean that I never feel moments of pleasure when checking my weather app. As a case in point, a few days after the rain-cancelled bike ride my app showed that the next scheduled ride would be on a rain-free, sunny day. That definitely boosted my spirits.

Screenshot of the dopamine-producing Wunderground forecast for 10:00 am on the day of the next scheduled ride.

I’m no psychiatrist, but I’m guessing that those icons of the sun displayed on the app (see the above screenshot) were what appealed to my dopamine-seeking brain. Not only has research shown that exposure to sunshine itself produces dopamine, there is good evidence that anticipation of “positive events” (such as an upcoming sunny day?) can have a similar effect. I guess this means that I’m doomed to be forever checking my weather app trying to satisfy my dopamine-hungry brain.

From John Denver’s 1971 Poems, Prayers, and Promises album. Art by Kandy Myny

ln the mean time I’m going to take a break from my weather app and work on generating some dopamine by turning to Spotify and listening to Dylan’s Subterranean Homesick Blues (source of the “weatherman” lyrics), perhaps followed by John Denver’s Sunshine on My Shoulders Makes Me Happy. I’ll pass on Gene Kelley’s Singing in Rain.

Have a good remainder of January and may your dopamine flourish.

Looking Back – and Looking Forward

It’s Ann here today. Andy is in OurLittleCorner revisiting one of his favorite BigLittleMeals videos.

So the world is about to welcome in 2026. What a ride 2025 has been.

Andy and I are taking a little break this holiday week but will be back on January 13, 2026, with two new blogs and a new recipe.

For today Andy is over in OurLittleCorner looking back with a very fond and very funny memory, sharing one of our favorite early videos (we started BigLittleMeals.com back in 2017).

OnoMoore, our older cat, on our front walkway in 2017; see today’s OurLittleCorner for a glimpse of nightlife on our front walkway.

And I’m looking forward with crossed fingers to 2026 – and beyond.

As always, music is often what keeps me going and keeps me thinking, so I want to share two versions of a Civil Rights era song, which I recently discovered. The first version is an inspiring and lively 2010 White House performance by The Freedom Singers (you can listen to Obama’s moving introduction here). The second version has slightly different lyrics and was released 50 years ago – a 1976 Joan Baez rendition. Interestingly, Wikipedia says, “The song’s lyrics are adaptable to situations and locations.” The song? “Ain’t Gonna Let Nobody Turn Me ‘Round.”

Sing along with me.

What a lovely, casual, intimate setting for a performance in the East Wing.

Ain’t gonna let nobody turn me ’round
Turn me round, turn me ’round
Ain’t gonna let nobody, turn me ’round
I’m gonna keep on a walkin’, keep on a talkin’
Walkin’ into freedom land

To put the lyrics of Joan Baez into perspective (be sure to listen to the entire 3 minutes) consider that in 1976 Gerald Ford was President. Henry Kissinger, Ford’s Secretary of State, was pushing for aggressive plans against Cuba and Castro, including possible invasion and airstrikes. Later that year Ford lost the Presidential election to the Democrat, Jimmy Carter.

Ain’t gonna let the administration turn me around
Turn me around, turn me around
Ain’t gonna let the administration turn me around
Keep on a-walkin’, keep on a-talkin’
Gonna build a brand new world

Ain’t gonna let nobody turn me around
Turn me around, turn me around
Ain’t gonna let nobody turn me around
Keep on a-singin,’ Keep on a-swingin
Gonna build a brand new world

And so it goes. Here’s our new favorite emoji-free forward-looking closing: “Sending Love and Light <3

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