Seeing my mother’s handwriting on a recipe card conjures the cinnamon scent of her snicker doodles. Recipe cards are the ignition switches of gustatory time travel. A friend’s handwriting and blueberry stains on a card transport me back to a time when we were setting up our first kitchens and discovering and creating what would become our trademark dishes.
Saved Seeds and Grandma's Egg Noodles
My grandmother saved seeds; my grand-daughters are served non-GMO food whenever possible. This one sentence, personal vignette is a story of five generations of women. It involves changes in farming, from truck gardens to agribusiness. It is a reflection of how women procure food for their families. Hints, implications, context, and reference are implicit nuance, […]
Gathering the Past for the Future
I encourage everyone to gather their past in the way that is most meaningful to them. If you want to share aspects of what you have gathered, I recommend digital sharing. A project I made a few days ago can stand alone as a Facebook post or become part of a cookbook and memoir of […]