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Homegrown Thanksgiving '23
This is the second entry documenting our 14-month challenge to ourselves to prepare a Thanksgiving meal made entirely of food and ingredients grown, harvested, hunted and produced right here on Fain-XX Farm. Regardless of the outcome, subsequent entries, photos, recipes and social media posts will be arranged into a book format for publication.
By The Bantering Welshman2 years ago in Feast
The World of Tea
Tea is one of the most popular drinks in the world, and for a good reason. It's delicious, refreshing, and has a variety of health benefits. But where did tea come from? And how did it become so popular? This article will explore the history of tea and its journey to becoming one of the most consumed beverages on Earth. We will explore different types of tea, how to make it correctly, and why millions worldwide, mainly the British, are obsessed with tea.
By People! Just say Something!2 years ago in Feast
Accessibility Means Access To Food
I was originally writing this as a Facebook rant. Unfortunately for the world at large, I'm off this week and have way too much time on my hands. I spent the morning in conversation with a visually-impaired book editor. We were discussing what conlangs (constructed languages, i.e. fantasy or made up languages like Klingon and Sindarin) mean for accessibility when a person needs a screen reader. Turns out, it generally isn't an issue if the screen reader can read it and the website or story is formatted correctly (lots of food for thought there, no pun intended). That got me thinking about how the world views people with invisible disabilities, like severe food allergies or autoimmune disorders that are triggered by food.
By Ashley McGee2 years ago in Feast
The Best Place to Eat in Pampanga, Philippines
The Best Restaurant in Pampanga, Philippines: The Finest Capampangan Cuisine. It is believed that food gives the body the vitality it requires to continue breathing and being alive, to function and bundle up, and to build and repair tissues. There is more than enough food available to us since we live in a world of abundance.
By Domingo Añasco-Gaces Samontina, Jr.2 years ago in Feast
The Writing Is on the Wall
I am blessed in many ways to be a writer, and right now, I feel especially privileged to be a writer of sci-fi/dystopian fiction. This has given me a level of insight into crisis survival that many people don’t possess. I am also blessed to be able to volunteer at a local organization that serves the ID/DD community (Intellectual Disability/Developmental Disability - I am an autistic person), working to stock and organize our Food Pantry, where clients come to “shop” for supplemental foodstuffs to stretch their food dollars and eat healthy meals. These two parts of my life have given me an edge, which I feel needs to be shared.
By Hillora Lang2 years ago in Feast
'Strega': Made with Olive Our Love. Top Story - August 2022.
Confession: I adore olives. Castelvetrano, Alfonso, Kalamata, Moroccan, and plenty more. You name them, I’ve probably eaten them. Aside from their outstanding health benefits and unparalleled taste, they’ve allowed me to make great memories with my family at the dining table.
By The Rogue Scribe2 years ago in Feast
Fruity Paradise after a Hot Day at the Pool
After swimming for hours at the Blanding City Pool by the South Chapel, the coins pressed in my hand, the parking lot asphalt scorched my feet as I dashed to the yellow Sno Shack across Main Street. I waited behind a friend, my brother, my cousin, or other eager preteens, the goathead thorns digging into the heels and balls of our feet. But the pain was worth the upcoming brain freeze to counteract the dry heat.
By Eileen Davis2 years ago in Feast
Nostalgia is a Three-Bean Salad
“That’s crazy!” I said, wrestling our dull can opener into a can of green beans. I stood next to my mother at the long laminate countertop that peeled up at the edges, a green plastic bowl between us. She stared down as she carefully diced an onion, not meeting my gaze. I had just finished telling her we would never fight, a reassurance following her argument with my little brother, but she had responded that we would. Maybe not until I was older, she said, but she could promise we would. At nine years old, I was aghast.
By Star Blackford2 years ago in Feast