I don’t know when I started eating food on the go: Was it hiking through Indian monsoon rains as a teenager with a pack that started out at 40lbs, carrying everything we needed for three days in the Himalayan foothills? Or Mom’s baked bean casserole studded with ham or bacon, and laced with molasses, the… Continue reading Good to Go
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Chocolate Brownies
Chocolate Brownies This is more than a recipe – it has become a way of life. Perhaps it started when our friend Robin (this time a woman) came to visit our week-old Elizabeth, bearing a double batch of freshly baked brownies. I can never forget the image of her kissing our bundle of baby in… Continue reading Chocolate Brownies
World Food Day
World Food Day “What is your favourite comfort food? What were your school dinners like? What was your first taste memory? What’s it like to plant, grow, and eat your own food?” Such were the questions buzzing around the group celebrating World Food Day (16th October). It was with relief and delight that I watched… Continue reading World Food Day
Drinks in the Street
On some evenings Jacqueline Kelm (The Joy of Appreciative Living) sits in her driveway with a drink, and greets passersby. Niece Lorrie has chilli with her cul-de-sac neighbours every Hallowe’en night. We have sudden street parties. The last one was because our daughter Joy presented us with an anniversary bottle of sparkling pink fizz. The… Continue reading Drinks in the Street
Khorestheh Badamjan (Aubergine/Eggplant) Stew
I was propped up in an Iranian hospital bed, trying not to laugh or hiccup or sneeze because of the Caesarian’s stiches. Sitting by me was a beautiful Iranian woman, one of my students from the women’s college (yes, we WERE free to educate women in those days, 40+ years ago.) She was one of… Continue reading Khorestheh Badamjan (Aubergine/Eggplant) Stew
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Scrambled Egg People I sat in a chrome-and-fluroescent restaurant one day, munching through a flaccid bun- with-a-hole, stuffed with anemic bacon, waxy cheese, and a weary fried egg, the whole works euphemistically called a “Breakfast Bagel”. All the while I dreamed of scrambled eggs on toast. This in turn reminded of a crusty old saint… Continue reading foodthatbuildscommunity.com
Chocolate Cake
Because my Dad was a medical missionary, I spent some of my childhood in China. Now and then, for sins unknown, my mother would condemn us to Purgatory. This would come in the form of being sentenced to visit some stranger somewhere else in the vast, unknown, confusing city of Canton because: they too were… Continue reading Chocolate Cake
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