
"The most sensible way is to love it well-treated. Then you can eat it with the comfortable knowledge that you will be a better woman for it, in your spirit and your body too."
-M.F.K. Fisher
I've been thinking a lot about the food we eat and how we handle it before we consume it. So often food is regarded as an object of disdain, either because we feel it makes us fat or cooking is an activity which is loathed. Vegetables are frowned upon, grains and legumes are looked at with a curled lip. We eat to fill a void instead of eating to nourish our souls. We eat frozen or canned vegetables, throw them in the microwave, cooking them until they are limp unrecognizable mutations of their former selves. We stir canned soups and boxed rice with all the frustrations and stresses of our day. We dump frozen chicken in a bag and shake it until it is coated with excessive sodium and flavors that taste as though they came from a drugstore isle.
There is no positive intention put into the preparation of our meals. No loving caresses for the broccoli or rutabaga that are placed on the dinner table, no words of affection whispered into the ear of corn (hopefully GMO free). We have lost our connection to the food we eat, forgotten all the hard work and energy it has expelled to get to our kitchens. We have forgotten the taste of a fresh sugar snap pea just picked from the vine or a cantaloupe warmed by the summer sun dripping juices down our arms. FOOD IS A GIFT. It is a scrumptious creation that gives us life.
Cooking is my daily meditation. A way I can share my insides with my friends and family. Nourishing their hearts and souls with vegetables the earth produces and bestowing on us the gift of health and life.
There is no positive intention put into the preparation of our meals. No loving caresses for the broccoli or rutabaga that are placed on the dinner table, no words of affection whispered into the ear of corn (hopefully GMO free). We have lost our connection to the food we eat, forgotten all the hard work and energy it has expelled to get to our kitchens. We have forgotten the taste of a fresh sugar snap pea just picked from the vine or a cantaloupe warmed by the summer sun dripping juices down our arms. FOOD IS A GIFT. It is a scrumptious creation that gives us life.
Cooking is my daily meditation. A way I can share my insides with my friends and family. Nourishing their hearts and souls with vegetables the earth produces and bestowing on us the gift of health and life.


