I had your potato salad in mind this morning. It makes me think of family and rituals, anchors for good or not. My family of origin is on the other side of the country and yet, oddly, they started their Canadian journey on this side, both immigrants and Iroquois making their way to the other side of the continent generations ago. All had their own rituals as do I. Today I made banana bread and for the first time, matcha olive oil cake. I like to food prep for the week on Sunday. Food is so much more that what we put in our mouths, it is the possibility of our own humanness and what we choose to nourish ourselves with.
Food is so much more than fuel. It is often an anchor. Rituals are part of a life - the things we look forward to and remember...sometimes in the moment they seem like too much trouble though. I have been thinking a lot about indigenous lost rituals. Do you know some of the Iroquois traditions from your family?
I love you made banana bread! That reminded me that I used to make cinnamon bread when I moved into a new place. I looked to see if I still had the printed hardcopy crispy from oil and water from using it so many times. I DO! Maybe it will be the next food essay....
How is the matcha olive oil cake? That sounds interesting. I have never had that before.
Engagement is wonderful news. The unicorn in a ball gown caught my attention too. How cool that you have it now as your writing icon.
I was drawn to this little figure! Thanks for reading!
So many lovely things for you this week! Love your new red chair. Chevy is gorgeious He (she?) looks like a Maine coon/ragamuffin mix...?
He is a mane coon or maybe a Norwegian forest cat. He is quite fluffy and heavy.
I do love the new red chair!! Thank you for reading.
I really enjoy your writing and these coffee chats! I also love giant cups of cafe coffee.
And your cat is gorgeous!! As is the chair!
Thank you for reading...and commenting!
I had your potato salad in mind this morning. It makes me think of family and rituals, anchors for good or not. My family of origin is on the other side of the country and yet, oddly, they started their Canadian journey on this side, both immigrants and Iroquois making their way to the other side of the continent generations ago. All had their own rituals as do I. Today I made banana bread and for the first time, matcha olive oil cake. I like to food prep for the week on Sunday. Food is so much more that what we put in our mouths, it is the possibility of our own humanness and what we choose to nourish ourselves with.
Bon Appétit, to you and your family, Tammy!
Food is so much more than fuel. It is often an anchor. Rituals are part of a life - the things we look forward to and remember...sometimes in the moment they seem like too much trouble though. I have been thinking a lot about indigenous lost rituals. Do you know some of the Iroquois traditions from your family?
I love you made banana bread! That reminded me that I used to make cinnamon bread when I moved into a new place. I looked to see if I still had the printed hardcopy crispy from oil and water from using it so many times. I DO! Maybe it will be the next food essay....
How is the matcha olive oil cake? That sounds interesting. I have never had that before.