The quick answer by most would be yes, the presumption being man ate raw vegetables for a long time and is better suited to them, and them to him. But, whether you are an evolutionist or a creationist the answer might be no.

I have a lot of vegetarians and raw food advocates among my subscribers and in no way is this meant to criticize the practice. A thought simply crossed my mind the other day — or was it a thought crossed my simple mind the other day? …Any way, it was about the topic and it raised a question I thought worth exploring. That led to two interesting possibilities. Setting aside the meat/no meat debate for the moment, let’s focus on vegetables.

We know from mesolithic fire pits, middens, bathrooms, and chemical tests what ancient man ate in general some 8,000 years ago. Or if you prefer, what he was eating after he was created by God 8,000 years ago.  (That should take care of most time frames and religious sensibilities.)  We also know from grave remains ancient man’s general state of health (better than ours.)

What we know is he used fire and he ate the food with the most energy return for energy expended. Calories in, calories out. If he didn’t get more energy from the food he ate he had to call upon fat stores, and if no stores, he moved a little closer towards starvation. We also know foods he could have eaten raw, sea kale for example. It is more nutritious cooked because cooking breaks down the plant and makes the nutritional elements more accessible. From what evidence we have, he preferred cooked food over raw if he could cook it.

Man has been using fire for at least a quarter of a million years to close to million years, cooking with it for 200,000 years. (Or if you are a creationist, he’s been using fire since he was created 8,000 years ago.) Either way cooked food is part of the warp and weave of man, either genetically over hundreds of thousands of years, or by creation’s intent. I am not sure there is a scientific or a creationist basis for eating raw vegetables, or that they are better.  Consider:

If you are a creationist raw vegan the argument is rather shaky: Man had fire from get go. He ate most of his food cooked then and now. For the creationist there isn’t much evidence man was a raw vegetable consumer.  For the evolutionist it is quite easy to see how those who ate more cooked food prevailed over hundreds of thousands of years and the raw food humans didn’t. During that time humans drifted physically towards being more suited to eating cooked food. Perhaps that is why we no longer have an active appendix: We’ve cooked food for so long it has no active second-stomach function. Looking at it either way I am not sure there is an “ancient” justification to eating vegetables raw. Which leads me to the raw vegetables, my original thought.

I receive a lot of emails from raw food advocate who want to expand their choices. Unfortunately I have some but not a lot to offer. There are a handful of wild vegetables one can eat uncooked but most of the ones we collect get cooked, particularly roots. I also noticed that nearly all raw vegetarians, or raw food advocates even if they are not vegetarians, eat almost exclusively modern foods raw. Carrots, bell peppers, cauliflower, scallions, cukes et cetera, all modern vegetables compared to what vegetables were eaten  8,000 years ago.  Not only that but the usual vegetables are modified and grown under modern chemical conditions, a debatable state as well.  So I ended up with:

1) An unsupported presumption that man evolved (or was designed) to eat raw vegetables, leading to 2) folks eating modern vegetable raw presuming they are good for you.  It may be that man 1a) used to eat raw but evolved to be better suited to cooked food, or 1b)  was designed to eat cooked foods,  and 2) that modern vegetables may not be that good for you. Indeed, most of the modern vegetables are the least-offensive descendants of ancient vegetables and as such might be inherently far less nutritious. I am sure the root of a Queen Ann’s lace has far less sugar than a modern carrot, its cultivated descendant.

Behind the raw food movement is the good idea we should not eat “processed foods.”  Processed foods tend to be found in the middle of the grocery store. Real food — not processed — if found around the edges of the grocery store. I am a strong advocate of eating like our great grandparents who ate real food compared to people today. Today most folks eat mostly processed foods. I know several young couples who never cook. But more to the point: Are raw vegans eating like their great grandparents, or their ancient ancestors? I don’t think so. It might indeed be healthier to eat raw modern vegetables but I don’t think the justification will be found in the past.  And while modern vegetables are not “processed” in the conventional sense, a modern hybrid bell pepper is as much a manufactured food as a box of cereal; wild apples are sour, not sweet like the domestic ones, ancient corn not sweet et cetera.

So where does this put this forager? Looking for wild food that has less chemical contamination than the agricultural product, and more nutrition. I am sure the sow thistles I eat off my lawn are wholesome, but I most certainly would not eat any off my neighbor’s lawn, a patch of decapitated grass pretending to be a putting green.  I’ll fight the ants for a persimmon or two if they’re not down hill from the interstate. “Wild” does not automatically mean “wholesome.” You need to exercise some judgment in our polluted world. Yet, despite the ravages of man, wild food is usually far more nutrition than their cultivated counterparts.

As for foraging, it puts my diet closer to that of the hunter gathers of some 10,000 years ago, a diet that we know was successful because we are here.  It is low in carbs, includes a variety of meats (lean and fatty) fish, seafood, wild fruit, roots, nuts and greens in season, grown with the help of Mother Nature not the chemist. And I tend to avoid white-colored food; rice, potatoes, pasta, white bread, just as I avoid white berries.  It’s a mesolithic diet, like my 300th great grandparents ate. They’re not alive now, so I know the diet is not prefect. But, I think it’s better than what nutritionists recommend now.

So, are raw food advocates really eating better? It’s a point to ponder.

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I saw a religion-themed movie once that actually holds an instructive point for us foragers.

In it a Catholic priest is facing a moral decision that could lead to his death. In his anguish he cries out that it just isn’t fair. He says Christ knew he was the son of God and could go to his death assured things would work out for the best. The priest said everyone else has to guess about what’s going to happen. I feel that way about a particular plant, the Rosary Pea.

Deadly Rosary Pea

I read from credible authorities — folks with PhD’s behind their name — that in at least two places in the world the seeds of this plant are boiled and eaten. When one considers it is also the most toxic seed in the world that gives one a cause to pause. The Rosary Pea (Abrus precatorius) grows abundantly in the southern United States (and other warm areas of the world.) If it were an edible it would be a common one. If fact if it were edible it is so common it could be a staple. But then there’s that toxic side. How toxic? That depends how it gets into your system.

Not Advised, necklace breaks seeds with holes consumed, death follows

At the moment I weigh 165 pounds or 73,920 grams. One fifteen thousands of your body weight of the seed can kill you by ingestion. 73,920 divided by 15,000 is 4.9, or five grams. About five seeds would be a fatal dose for me if ingested. One seed would make me emergency room sick and require hospitalization. One seed will kill a child.  If you inject me with it, however, the poison is incredibly more toxic. Only 3 micrograms are needed, that’s three millionths of a gram. That ain’t much, that’s on the order of less than the tip of a needle. And indeed that is exactly how some accidental deaths have occurred, putting the seed on a thread with a needle and the needle pricking the finger. This is also why one seed sharpened to a point and jabbed into someone causes death and has been used for homicide. There is no antidote only the symptoms can be treated.

Deadly Castor Beans

If you remember the Bulgarian writer Georgi Markov was killed in a similar fashion. As he stood at a bus stop in London one day in 1978 he felt a sharp jab in the back of his leg. When he turned, a man with an accent apologized for poking him with his umbrella. Three days later, Markov was dead. During the autopsy, doctors removed a metal pellet the size of a pin head from Markov’s leg. The pellet was hollow in the center and contained traces of ricin from the castor bean tree. Abrin is 75 times more toxic than ricin.

In fact Abrin is so toxic that contact between an open or crushed seed and an open wound, like a cut, is also fatal, as is rubbing your eyes after you have touched a broken or powdered seed. However, unbroken a whole mature seed can pass through the system without harm  — think boys and pea shooters — though I think I would still get washed out from stem to stern as soon as possible and the seed accounted for. There is no way around the fact the seed is deadly.

Tapioca must be processed or it is deadly

Then one reads people boil the seeds for an hour and eat them. That’s not without precedence. We eat pokeweed, which can kill. We boil it two or three times and then enjoy it. Tapioca, before it is processed into tapioca, is deadly. Raw cashews are toxic. Even the common taro cannot be eaten raw. To be specific the toxic protein in the Rosary Pea, Abrin, is reportedly detoxified at 65º C, or 149º F. Boiling, which is quite above that, is probably to make sure the entire seed all the way through is cooked.  All of that kind of leaves me in the position of the priest.

Dick Deuerling

The natives who do eat this grow up knowing it is edible. They don’t have to worry about identification or reference secondary sources. I’m 10,000 miles away depending upon the comments of some professionals none of whom say they ate some. That does not exactly instill confidence. Call me old fashion but when a few grams of something can take me out I want to meet someone alive who says they eat it. Better, I want to find someone who does it so I can watch then go back in a few days later to see if they are still alive. I call that the “Dick Deureling” method named after the first forager I studied with in Florida. He would say to a questionable food advocate “let me watch you harvest it, prepare it, cook it and eat it, and if you’re alive a week later I might consider it.”

But I do have an idea… The seed grows everywhere locally. I need to find someone from the two areas of the world where it is reportedly eaten and find out if they eat it here. There is a local grocery that carries food from a part of the world where these seeds are supposedly eaten. I think I’ll get a bottle of Rosary Pea seeds, go there, and see what conversations I can start. Original research. Who knows, maybe they’ve been looking for some…. for cooking, of course….. Stand by.

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Take Things Lying Down

A sunset over Pringle Bay, Cape Town, South Africa.

Early in life I settled on a hobby I can do on a summer’s day, in a hammock, on my back….. No, it’s not napping. I watch clouds. Call it reclining research.

What does that have to do with plants? Quite a lot, actually. And in fact, if one has an interest in clouds and plants one always has something to do everywhere in the world. Looking down or looking up, I’ve always got something of interest to bemuse me. I am not a lazy man. I inherited from one grandfather the tendency to always be busy, all the time, even when relaxing. Clouds and plants allow me to be busy and not busy at the same time, and that’s relaxing.

Cold Weather Clouds

Did you know by studying clouds you can be as accurate as the weather forecasters on a 24-hour basis? They’re better at telling you what’s going to happen in five days but on a day-by-day basis cloud watching is just as accurate as the weather bureau (no doubt you have suspected that all along.) Will it be cooler or hotter tomorrow? Look at the clouds. Will you get a thunder storm today? The clouds will tell you, as will jet condensation trails. They’re clouds, too. The way the clouds swirl tell you different wind patterns aloft, their direction, altitude and temperature. And for those sayings? They are mostly true, red sun in the morning is a warning. Red sun at night is a delight.

Here in Florida many a dramatic front moves through seasonally, a dynamic clash of hot and cool air. And have you ever watched a thunder storm grow? They have cells each caused by an updraft. The cells form usually rectangular columns. The columns fight to become the column that rises the highest then flattens out on top….King of the Thunderstorm!  In the early spring we get them from the west, then in early summer from the east. In the middle of summer they blossom over the middle of the state and can go anywhere. Interestingly the pop up along a diagonal ridge across the state from Daytona Beach to Tampa, the same path the interstate takes (and sinkholes. In fact, roads always follow the high ground between bodies of water if only to avoid the cost of building a bridge.)

Weather changing clouds

By watching clouds I can answer such questions as: Do I need to take in my seedlings? Will there be hail? Do my tomatoes need to be picked to avoid damage? The clouds tell me. If you’re a camper, hiker, boater, forager, survivalist, watching the weather is a skill you need to develop. If you want to see some great cloud pictures visit the Cloud Appreciation Society. So much for looking up, now let’s look down…

We always find ourselves waiting in modern society, waiting for a friend to arrive, waiting for a meeting, traffic to move, something to open. I use that time to look at plants. I identify edibles, I study the landscaping for ideas, and I ponder unfamiliar plants that look like they might have some use.

Cloud Front

Yesterday I went to Outdoor World in Orlando. It’s a large sporting good store. Unintentionally I got there a few minutes before they opened. While the crowd of mostly obese men waited for the doors to open I walked around the building and identified 16 edibles species.  The more-then-pleasingly-plump guys waiting for the doors to open should have taken that walk with me. I doubt any of those “outdoorsmen” ever get out of their truck or boat to identify an edible plant.

As for the clouds, mine today say there is a front coming. That means rain then cooler weather by tomorrow. Guess I had better go size up some wood for the fire place.

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Experience and Judgment

Sometimes a toxic plant can give even an experienced forager reason to pause.

Nasturtium officinale

When I was making a video last week I saw a beautiful growth of watercress, Nasturtium officinale (though names can vary.)  Like all the wild plants in the mustard family, it is a short-lived resident here in Florida, one to two months under the best of cool conditions. It lasts longer father north. As I write this is late February and the water cress is starting to blossom so it will soon be gone.

Cicuta maculata

The cause for the pause was… it was growing in and among Water Hemlock, Cicuta maculata, which is about as close to sudden death as a plant can get. How sudden? You have 40 minutes to get your stomach pumped out. The last death on record from eating Water Hemlock — based on non-identification — was only last year. One brother died and another sickened in the 90s, and two died in 1975, a forest ranger who should have known better and a boy who made a whistle out of the stem. Three people avoided death that same year via a bystander who came upon them eating the hemlock. A high-speed 45-mile drive to the hospital and stomach pumping saved them all.

Water Hemlock and Watercress grow in similar environments.  I like watercress. Cooked it’s a delicious and wholesome green. It does not look like Water Hemlock and does not have the same growth pattern. The Water Hemlock tends to be a yellow green and tall, the Watercress is a deep green — rare for Florida — and low growing. The leaves are different et cetera but… when one is picking Watercress in and among Water Hemlock one picks carefully because you are only one leaf away from death. One leaf. And, when it comes time to cook, inspecting every stalk of Watercress is imperative.

Now … all of that seems quite reasonable. Eat the right plant and avoid the deadly one.  Yet, one of the hardest aspects of foraging is having good judgment and trusting your judgment. Desire is a strong drive and there is a tendency even among experienced foragers to make a plant “fit” a description.  “Arriving” as a forager is, in my opinion, the ability to want that plant to be what you think it is but being able to admit it is not.

So when one is picking Watercress among Water Hemlock it is an act of judgment and caution that puts your life on the line. Whenever a life is on the line by a judgment — your own or others — it is indeed time to pause for the cause and be certain.

(Incidentally, the deadly Water Hemlock is the only member of its family whose veins on the top side of the leaves go to the notches between leaf teeth rather than to the end of the teeth.)

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Ravishing Radish Greens

I didn’t cut the mustard this morning. I cut the radish… radish greens to be specific, Raphanus raphanistrum, said RA-fa-nus raf-an-ISS-trum.

The only bad thing about the Wild Radish is it is around for only a few weeks in spring. But I can understand why: A green that delicious would be eaten into extinction if it were available all the time. Well, that might not be accurate. Humans like the deep green tops but it gives livestock tummy aches, and some of them have several tummies to ache. But, I certainly eat more than my fair share.

The best place to find Wild Radish greens here in Central Florida is orange groves that till the soil. That is exactly where not only wild radish likes to grow but also its close cousin, the wild mustard. They can be used the same way though mustard can be a little more peppery.

My introduction to mustards happened when I was around 10. My step-father build a house in Maine. To create a lawn he sprinkled hay chaff from the barn on the area of the lawn-to-be. That summer the lawn was 90 percent mustard and 10 percent lambs quarters, Chenopodium album. That mustard grew six feet tall, and ended up on the dinner table.

Here in Florida one can find both wild radish and wild mustard, now. How do you tell these plants apart once you think you’ve got one or the other? First look at the blossoms. If they are solitary and the four petals have veins, you’ve got a radish. If they are in clumps and they do not have veins, you’ve got a mustard. Also, the radish seed pod is segmented and the mustard seed pod is not. This is probably why the mustard is called the Charlock and the radish the Crooked Charlock. Lastly, the wild radish tends to grow low with a bushy rosette of leaves, its stalk bend over and it rarely gets more than a yard high. Mustards like to grow up and can be up to two yards high, though smaller is common.

It took me about 20 minutes this morning to collect four pounds of radish wild tops. It used to be an old orange grove that is now being turned into another empty business center. There are no buildings yet and no landscaping. Weed and feed chemicals only go down after inedible grass and toxic ornamentals are planted.

What I will do is blanch these and toss them in the freezer in meal size portions. When I want some I’ll boil them for about 10 minutes. I love them with olive oil, butter, salt, pepper and a dash of balsamic vinegar… In fact… Enough writing… it’s time to to have me a mess of greens.

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