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What I've Learned from Brewing Kombucha

7/27/2016

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PictureIf I could go back in time and tell myself to stop drinking kombucha at the time of this photo....
I just made my first 3 batches of kombucha. When the level of ferment was perfect and it was time to bottle, I had far, far, FAR too much kombucha on my hands. The thing about kombucha is the carbonation WILL dissipate completely without the proper bottles for storage. Which I didn't have. So here I am. Three huge multi-liter jugs deep of kombucha and no bottles to maintain carbonation.

Alas, following my kombucha de-scoby-fying, I was in a pickle. And what does any great thinker do in a kombucha pickle!? Drink as much kombucha as possible of course!!! Warnings to start small on your kombucha consumption aside! I have been a regular kombucha aficionado! I drink bottles of Kombucha like it's my job. So, two pints down, and oh, Mom wants to try some! Great, let's both have a glass!, it is not long until the symptoms begin to creep in. The probiotics (healthy bacteria & yeast colonies) in my kombucha took up residence in my gut, shocking the toxins in my body to 'Hail Mary' on outta there! In theory that may sound good, or at least not terrible. However, when it all gets going at once, the body witnesses symptoms so unpleasant and omnipresent that even my go-to vipassana meditation technique that helps me through all sorts of healing cannot stand up to such a toxic purge! Additionally, kombucha raises the alkalinity in your body. I once drank highly alkalized water with similar nauseating effect.

Moral of the story folks--when they say start small with your intake of kombucha, they mean it! This ain't no health food store diluted kombucha... This is the real deal! and believe you me when I say it is like an electroshock to your toxins. And I consider myself a human who eats a nutrient-rich, pesticide-free diet and leads a healthy lifestyle. But the stuff coming up and out may have been from years and years ago! yuck.

So what are the symptoms? Nausea, defecation, insane headache primarily on frontal and temporal lobes, body aches--bone, muscle, connective tissue--fever, extreme body temperature fluctuation, slight insomnia (though that may have had to do with my nerves regarding teaching my first 6am yoga class the following morning), loss of appetite, low energy/exhaustion... And yes I was experiencing it all at once.

After trying to sleep it off--no dice--teaching my 6 am yoga class while feeling like garbage, and still feeling the effects the following day, I decided it is time to find a cure! And what exactly is the suggested cure? Well according to the trusty internet, if overdose does occur, it will take time for the probiotics to run its course. Ah, sit and do nothing while upheaval takes root in every fiber of my being!? Alas, reading on, another option prevails... The kombucha people suggest drinking more kombucha! You have GOT to be kidding me! Drink more of the stuff that is trying to kill me!? But, really, what did I have to lose at this point? So I poured a SMALL cup. Lo & behold, my headache immediately dissipated. My muscles felt a little more themselves. Tummy nausea still prevalent but I will take that over the pounding headache and achy body, Wooo! It was short-lived relief, however, as the symptoms resumed in their toxic withdrawal only moments later.

Folks, what I'm trying to say: Don't be a hero. Start small on the kombucha life. (That includes not brewing 3 jugs at once)...Unless of course you are adequately prepared to bottle in the carbonation & being prepared for such an undertaking is a mighty fine idea.



And with that, I present you... How to brew kombucha!!

I used 3 separate recipes and they all turned out just fine so it seems to be a forgiving process yielding good results.


Ingredients:
4 quarts of water

5tbsp organic black loose leaf tea + tea sachet (can use a tied up cloth, also 5 tea bags can be used in lieu of loose tea)
3/4c sugar
1 scoby + ~1cup starter tea from previous 'booch batch
Jar (glass is a good option, food-grade ceramic is good too. Do not use plastic or metal.)
Tightly woven cloth (dish towel or cloth napkin), coffee filter, or paper towels, to cover the jar + 1 rubberband to secure cloth
funnel
swing-top bottles with rubber stopper to maintain carbonation *this is where I went wrong!!!

pH test strips


I used 3 different processes for my 3 batches of kombucha. Here is my favorite process:

Boil 1 quart (4 cups) of water.
Brew 4-5 tbsp loose organic black tea when water comes to a boil. Helpful to have a little sack to keep the tea together and not loose in the pot. Pull out tea bag.
Add sugar to concentrated tea mixture. Stir until dissolved.
Use funnel to pour carefully into kombucha brewing jar.
Add 3 quarts (12 more cups) of water or until 4 inches remain from liquid level to top of jar.
Allow mixture to cool to room temperature (using 12c chilled water will speed this process up)
Add 1 scoby with clean hands and pour in ~1 cup of kombucha starter tea
Without disturbing scoby, lightly stir jar.
Check pH--if you're below 4.5, you are where you want to be. If above 4.5, add a small amount of vinegar (~1TBSP) until pH drops to acceptable level.

Let that kombucha brew for 7 days. On the 7th day, give the booch a stir without disturbing the scoby and sample the taste. If you like what you taste, wash your hands, remove the scoby along with ~1 cup of kombucha into a clean glass container and begin bottling your kombucha! Also, if you run a pH test at this point, you should find that the pH level has dropped between 2.5-3.5 pH, this is a good level! Begin the bottling process and remember, if this is your first real kombucha, start small. Drink a tiny amount and increase little by little each day. Enjoy the healing benefits of kombucha... at a more manageable degree than I managed!! :)



NOW if you're itchin' your noggin, asking yourself,
Where the heck do I find a scoby? And what is a scoby for that matter?
Allow me to clear that up for you.
A 'SCOBY' is a Symbiotic Culture Of Bacteria and Yeast, or a colony of bacteria and yeast. They multiply as you brew each batch which is pretty cool! So contact a friend or fellow brewer and begin the great scoby exchange. Because sharing is caring. Especially when you have over 10 scobies (helpppppp) :)

Happy brewing. Stay healthy. And for the love of Kombucha, drink no more than half a glass to successfully begin the 'booch life!

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Check out that scoby!!
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Not the bottles you want to use for your finished product... wah wah.
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A Trail Tale

7/5/2016

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The account of a first-timer’s  backpacking extravaganza
Ice Age Trail, Kettle Moraine State Forest, Wisconsin
This was to be my first REAL backpacking, camping trip! Naturally, I spent the the entire week prior at REI. I got to buy all sorts of super expensive backpacking goodies. Boots, air mattress, a cocoon(!) for my sleeping bag. Who knew that you can get socks to line your socks! or how many vegan, gluten-free freeze-dried camping meals exist—score! And forget breaking in the boots, I ain’t got time for that!

Day 1: Friday morning we hit the trail & saw 5 horses, a wombat, and a few unripe raspberries. We made camp beyond the Mauthe Lake campsites—our mission: the further we camp away from people the better! Hiked 8 miles. Had one blister forming on my right heel, one curious bulging bruise on the top of my left foot. I said tomorrow we will find fields of ripe raspberries. 

Day 2: Saw fish, a painted turtle, so many toads on the path, and bushels upon bushels of ripe raspberries. yum. Hiked 13 miles. Blister on right foot fully formed, questionable bruise on left foot seems more ballooned and swollen. I said today I will see a snake! And I did. Just not the kind of snake I was expecting to see. Note to self: be specific when talking to the universe. 


The Last Aloha featuring the Snake
Setting: day 2, midway through our 4-day backpacking trip


As daylight began to fade we arrived at last to the Parnell Tower. After 12 miles, we were pretty dead, but thankfully the lookout tower was only a staircase away. Still needed to make camp so we had our packs with us. 

The trail we came in on bisected the very long stairway: to the left, stairs led up to the lookout tower & to the right, stairs led to the parking lot & toilets. We planned to head up the tower, but first, to the toilets! 

Since we were coming right back up, I decided to leave my pack at this mid-way point by a bench and go use the bathroom. Marcus, my hiking companion, said he was not about to leave his pack because he didn’t want his stuff stolen. I replied, “No one will steal my backpack!” For good measure, he had me “hide” the bag behind a fallen tree behind the bench. I didn’t put much effort into hiding it as I was under the belief no one in their right mind would take a backpacker’s pack! I left my sweaty aloha hat on top of my bag.

After using the toilet, I waited on a picnic bench outside the facility for my hiking companion. While sitting there, I watched as a girl came running down the stairs, squealing that she nearly stepped on a chipmunk. A boy came running off the stairs behind her and then came a woman. They were all sprinting through the parking lot toward their car. While running in her miniskirt and ballet flats toward the car, the woman was puffing on a cigarette. She yelled for the kids to hurry up. 

I felt like something sketchy was underfoot. Am I witnessing some kind of heist? I wondered whether I should take down their license plate number. But it was an Illinois plate and those have all weird letters and numbers jumbled together; so I said the heck with it, I can’t remember all that. After they scrambled into a white 4-door sedan (kids in the back, no passenger in the front), the woman sped toward the base of the stairway—not toward the exit of the parking lot and parked. Hmmmm. The woman hopped out and started rearranging the trunk. 

I went into detective mode. No one was sitting in the passenger seat. This woman is moving things to make room in the trunk. She is in a full-blown frenzy. I see her glancing up the stairs. She appears to be expecting someone. An accomplice?

I slid off the picnic table and started walking toward the car. I arrived at the foot of the stairs and positioned myself between the car and the base of the steps. I looked up the stairs. What timing! Lo & behold, I see a man hurrying down the last couple steps with my backpack on his back!! With a straight face, I look him dead in the eye and ask, “What are you doing with my backpack?" Without missing a beat, he hands me the bag. I ask him if he has my aloha hat or if he left that by the bench. He said he didn’t see a hat. He jumps in the car & the family from Illinois high-tails it away. 

Heist aborted!


So much going through my head at this point. a) what kind of EXAMPLE are you setting for your kids!? b) REALLLY!!??!? c) not to make generalizations but people wonder why Illinois doesn’t have a good reputation in Wisconsin… d) I hope my hat is still up there! e) If I had been as constipated as Marcus I would have lost my bag!


At this time my hiking buddy comes out of the toilet, and I tell him a man brought down my bag for me! We quickly hike up the steps & look around for my hat. Gone. The last aloha.


Afterthoughts--
  1. This family from IL probably figured a hiker left the bag in order to climb up the tower (the opposite direction from their getaway car). Little did they know, I had unintentionally set them up in a trap! 
  2. What would have happened had he not given up the bag!? gah, I don’t know… I did not get their license plate number—I don’t even know what kind of car they were driving, so I had really nothing to go off of to turn in any reports… 
  3. My first backpacking adventure nearly thwarted! I was midway through my backpacking trip—a 2-day hike away from our car. Such a heist could have been a doozy for me ! and just think of my newly purchased cocoon!
  4. And finally, I found myself chuckling. The snake. I had told the universe today I would see a snake. And a snake I did see—it may not have been reptilian, but by our deeds, we choose our creature form!


So what did I learn from this experience? People tell me I tempt others when I leave something valuable unattended, unlocked, etc. Well I disagree! There is always a choice. If someone wants something badly enough, they will go for it. And maybe his/her need is greater than mine. There was a time I was eating lunch--an overpriced thali set--outside a restaurant in Nepal. Before I could react, a man swiped the curd (yogurt dish) from my plate, ran a few steps and slurped it down. The restaurant worker who witnessed the whole exchange ran after him, yelled, and hit him. The man curled up in fetal position and took the abuse. In the meantime, a server quickly replaced the curd on my plate. I felt condolence & compassion for the man who clearly needed the nourishment much more than I! 


And as for this family from IL, when I got over the shock of their attempted heist, I realized I was the one who learned the valuable lesson. It’s a matter of perspective, isn’t it? When we say 'me, my, mine'…what are we doing? We are both harboring attachment & creating separation… If we are connected through one collective consciousness, there is no need for this possessive line of thought. And if I get upset because someone took something that "belonged to me” I allow attachment to lead me toward misery. However, if we release attachment, truly just let it go, with the idea 'hey maybe s/he needed that more than me,' what kind of paradigm shift would we experience? The backpack is not ‘mine.' Nothing belongs to me. I both forgive & thank the family for enlightening me this Independence Day weekend—thank you for teaching me independence from the ego-driven world, from our grasping and attachment of material possessions; thank you for enlightening me with the true meaning of non-attachment and bringing awareness back to our interconnection. 


Day 2 (continued): ate dinner on the top of the tower, watched the sunset over Kettle Moraine State Forest. Camped in a swarm of mosquitoes.

Day 3: saw a family of turkeys (parent turkeys and 2 chicks awkward in flight). Blister on right heel popped and began healing. Left foot still swollen. Bathed in Mauthe Lake with rose-scented Dr. Bronner's. Watched the sunset in the hammock while eating ginger dark chocolate & maple-flavored almond butter. Hiked 14 miles.

Day 4, Independence Day: the first morning waking up before 8:30am(!) Saw 2 dead mice on the path (the snake did not eat its prey...), a salamander, and many dogs. Hiked 7 miles to arrive back at our starting point. Feet survived!


Hiked: 42 miles. Lost: 1 aloha hat. Gained: a sense of compassion for all humankind. 


Note to self: Keep spreading that aloha Lizzie Bear, because the world thrives on LOVE.
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