Week 22 : Self – Compassion is the New Black
Twenty-Two weeks ago I made the commitment to honor my mother, and explore my heart, by converting (or duplicating) one of my mother’s recipes every week for a year. Not even half way into the project and I’ve hit a bump…I AM ABSOLUTELY EXHAUSTED and need to be kind to myself this week. Over the […]
Week 21: Nana Loves Chocolate Fondue and YOU
Meet my grandson! I have no words to describe what I’m feeling! He’s adorable and delicious (isn’t it odd that we use cannibalistic terms like yummy and delicious when we discuss babies?), My daughter is a brave warrior goddess and her partner was amazing! I couldn’t be happier… my heart is exploding! After 48 […]
Week 20: Waiting for the Little Sweet Potato
Any day now my daughter’s life is about to change forever and she’ll be a Mother. We’re all in that expectant holding pattern where there’s lots of love, support, excitement and some anxiety as we wait for the Little Sweet Potato to arrive. The next few posts are likely going to be very short like this one, […]
Week 19: Colorful Food and Colorful Conversation
Did the vibrant Rainbow Chard influence the dinner conversation? I can’t be sure, but sharing this week’s recipe experience with Kara’s inlaws was a blast and certainly colorful! Over a period of two hours, the range and nature of topics we discussed were as colorful as the ingredients in the meal; inspiring Robin (Kara’s mother in […]
Week 18: Hot Tamale Mama
Tamale pie was probably not the best recipe choice for a woman who is 38 weeks pregnant. In my defense, it was recipe selection for Cinco DeMayo and likely no Mexican food would be suitable for my pregnant daughter to enjoy without heartburn. She was a trooper though, and we had a lot of fun preparing […]
Week 17: The Crazy Cake Cure
Cake is the ultimate problem solver. Or so I thought when I was a kid. I was eight when I baked my first cake for my mom to cheer her up, using a recipe from my Betty Crocker Cookbook for Kids. I followed the directions to a T (unlike the way I cook now). When […]
Week 16: Italian Easter Pie and Finding Religion
I don’t recall going to church before the age of 12. Then suddenly, my mom found religion and we started going to an Episcopal church that was part of the born-again movement of the 70’s. The first time I attended, I was dressed in my red and white Cowboy cheer uniform, because there was a game […]
Week 15: Tofu Friend Is Not an Insult
I’m a tofu friend. When I was first given that label I thought it meant I was a health fanatic like, “crunchy” or “granola”. I thought it was ironic because I didn’t even like tofu at the time. When I asked my friend to clarify what she meant by “tofu friend”, she told me that […]
Week 14: Vegan Rum and Rye Pancakes
My daughter Kara can’t stand “breakfast for dinner”. I think it’s because as a child she was sensitive enough to pick-up that “breakfast for dinner” meant we were broke. We may not have mentioned our lack of funds, but she probably felt my tension rise or heard her dad and I discuss (argue) about money. […]
Week 13: If It’s Good Enough for the Queen
I’ve never thought of food as a historical narrative. It’s easy to draw the line from certain recipes to their geographical origin, such as seafood in coastal cultures, exotic fruit in the tropics, or peppers, avocados, and corn in hot climates. Until this week I’d never made the social or historical connection, and I’m now realizing […]