For those of you looking to help with our coffee farm project, we do have a GoFundMe! Please, only donate if you feel compelled to give. We’re not asking for money, but several of you have offered to help, and we’re so grateful!
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“I will continue to write about many things, but I will never stop writing about food and cooking, what food and cooking means, to make it clear that cooking dinner is not a chore or a hassle, not simply the fulfillment of a bodily need, or even an indulgence, but is in fact fundamental to our humanity… It’s all-important.”
I remember, vividly, plucking duck feathers in the sink of my childhood home. I had just entered preschool. I recall helping my father gut bloody, wiggly fish with clear glassy eyes, then gently remove the meat and cook it to tender perfection.
I didn’t understand. How could a heavy, de-feathered duck turn into a sweetly caramelized, melting wonder in the oven? How could those wide-eyes trout become flaky and moist? How did their slick rainbow skin become crispy and salty with just a quick sear?
I didn’t grow up afraid of food or where it came from. Fascinated from the age I was able to stir pancake batter on the kitchen counter, food has held me together. It is the one thing we all have in common. It is where differences disappear. We all get hungry, we seek comfort in cuisine. Whether we reach for forks, chopsticks or fingers, food is the great equalizer.
We eat not only for sustinece, to live and thrive, but for community and celebration and comfort.
This blog is a tiny corner of the food world, where I jot down the wonders of our most simple need.
This is a blog about food.
“A writing cook and a cooking writer must be bold at the desk as well as the stove.”
– M. F. K. Fisher