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When Life Gives You Lemons...
In January of this year, I moved from my inner city suburbs apartment, (where the neighbors were NOT dealing well with lockdown - the sole perk of working weird hours was that I rarely had to deal with them) and into the western suburbs, which added to my commute time but reduced the level of noise and late night shouting.
By Natasja Rose5 years ago in Feast
Appetite Of A Truck Driver
Every truck stop, every plate was filled and delicious. The only thing was we could not wait to find another one. Heading down the highway, we started our journey to the west coast of Canada. Our little 1980 Datson was filled with camping supplies, small bags of clothes, a little bit of food.
By Cathy Deslippe5 years ago in Feast
bienvenue en acadie
"Bouilli Acadien! Chaudrée de palourdes! Fricots de Poulet!" French was never my best subject in school and I don't speak much of it now, but these are the familiar words that my French Acadian grandmother tosses around her kitchen. "Acadian Boil! Clam chowder! Chicken Fricot!" While the Acadian culture isn't widely known or celebrated, my grandmother manages to keep our Acadian heritage and the spirit of our ancestors alive in the dishes she creates. And I get to enjoy said dishes every time I visit her on Prince Edward Island!
By Emily Parker 5 years ago in Feast
Destination: China.
When I arrived in China, I was in complete culture shock for nearly a month. One of the hardest tasks for me was reading the street signs and picking out certain foods from the restaurant menus. Most of the time if the plastic sheets had pictures, I would state, "I want-" in Mandarin Chinese and point to the item that I was interested in eating. As I got better at the language, I was able to go into a restaurant and cite off a list of memorized orders, hoping that I wasn't asking for something like spiced duck neck. That happened once on an adventurous point-to-the-menu moment, and it actually turned out to be really good! I found that when in doubt, vegetables were a safe bet.
By Hannah Marie. 5 years ago in Feast
Takuan, How to Make it, and the Language of Food
I have no memories of Japan. Fleeting tourists are on far more intimate terms with my ancestral landscape. Any first year student in the first week of class knows as much of the language as I do, and will likely surpass my abilities by the second week, despite my ongoing Duolingo attempts. I cannot perform a tea ceremony or the Bon Odori dance to honor my ancestors, and I haven't a clue how to wear a kimono.
By Maria Shimizu Christensen5 years ago in Feast
Tsukudani
Tsukudani (pronounced “Skoo-Dan-Knee”) is still my favourite rite of passage with food, and the most interesting marker in my travels and choice of diversions. I was raised in a family with many challenges that were usually gastrointestinal (green bananas, fish heads and various unique tubers and vegetables were always on our plates), but there was nothing to compare with the challenge of tsukudani. It was a meal that my mother would not prepare; it was a dish she still has not forgiven me for enjoying.
By Kendall Defoe 5 years ago in Feast
Simple foods
I have travelled a lot in my life. I was born in Texas, we moved to New York when I was three, moved to Illinois when I was nine, and moved to Ohio when I was twelve. That was all before college! I went to college in upstate New York for two years, travelled Canada for a year, then finished my degree before moving to Pennsylvania with my best friend. I met my beautiful wife, moved to New Hampshire with her, and finally ended up in North Carolina. Internationally other than my time in Canada, my dad took me to Italy for my Senior year of Highschool.
By Chris Plog5 years ago in Feast
Something Different Form A Southerner
I am a diverse person, so I have many tastes, and recently I discovered a recipe that threw me for a loop. Let me explain. I live in a small town in Appalachia called Hyden, Kentucky, and go to the doctor for a broken leg in the neighboring city. My doctor, whom I am very fond of, is Indian. I am Gay, Artistic, love plays, orchestras, Lady GaGa, Dolly Parton, French Fries, and Morel Mushrooms in the Spring, but Curry? Dare I?
By Jeff Johnson5 years ago in Feast
No One Goes to Ireland For the Food
When I saw this challenge I was initially offended. I don’t have the money to travel all over, and I don’t have relatives who taught me amazing dishes from their home countries. Even if I did, I don’t cook, and I’ve only been out of the Americas twice, to the same place. That place being Ireland, the land of my father’s roots.
By Raistlin Allen5 years ago in Feast
Kedgeree
History Kedgeree, a meal with an interesting backstory and tantalizing taste, what more could you desire? When I think of delicious food with a cultural background, kedgeree leaps into focus. As lockdowns dragged on across the globe, I began to realize how little I had tasted my nations cuisine. In fact, my knowledge of Scottish food was limited to the likes of haggis and shortbread. This sparked the idea for my partner and I to try kedgeree. Not only did I feel connected to Scotland through this dish but I also gained a longing to travel to India and treat my taste buds to their traditional foods. Yes, that's right! The origins of Kedgeree intertwine with two nations. So lets start at the beginning shall we?
By Lauren Jane R5 years ago in Feast
Where the groves bleed ancient secrets
Pomegranate Tile (Please que this song while reading: https://youtu.be/enKo4hXvCvU PROLOGUE My love, my rustling bird, my Arab nightingale Your two eyes are boundless skies You asked me why I was crying as we made love In our garden there were no pomegranate trees
By Salomé Saffiri5 years ago in Feast
