humanity
Humanity topics include pieces on the real lives of chefs, professionals, amateurs, inspiring youth, influencers, and general feel good human stories in the Feast food sphere.
Abuela's Cookbook
Rico grew up in the kitchen cooking with his abuela. She used to make the most amazing dishes. Steaming tamales, chilaquiles, mole, enchiladas. Tacos with the most succulent of beefs and chickens; she always made it so juicy and robust in flavor. To this day he still had no clue how she did it. When she passed away a part of him died with her; he only thought it right to honor her memory and encourage his passion of cooking by going into the culinary field. The plan was to get enough additional cooking skills that he could start his own food truck and travel, spreading the joys of Abuela's cooking.
L. M. WilliamsPublished 3 years ago in FeastCooking vs. Baking
I have spent a good part of my life in the kitchen learning how to bake and cook with my family. I've always enjoyed it but I've never thought about whether there was one I like over the other.
Ari hollowayPublished 3 years ago in FeastFor the Precious Smiles
"So there's this NGO that provides the leftover foods to the underprivileged in slums. I talked to our seniors who are already working with them. I'm joining it, are you interested?" He said "We have to volunteer during our weekends" I unenthusiastically nodded yes.
Kunal VermaPublished 3 years ago in FeastNo Waste Kitchen
2020 really did hit most everyone hard. As a Chef. I had already been out of my chosen line of work for a year and I was working in a gift shop when Covid hit and we closed down. I am providing for my two teenagers and had a move looming in my future. My food budget could not exceed 450 a month for the three of us, which is difficult when you have to acquire spices, fresh fruits and vegetables and meats along with dry items like pastas. My son and daughter are not picky, but they are at that age where they put food into a black hole. After my move halfway through the year I focused on not letting anything go to the trash bin unless it was absolutely necessary.
Kendra CardinalePublished 3 years ago in FeastShort by 47 Cents
I shop at Aldi's, the discount market that shares its buying power with the fancy Trader Joes here in Chicago (they're owned by two brothers). Both serve different customers though - Aldi's being the cheaper, cleary, but it's not poor ugly, like most knock-off stores with dusty pallets of stale food dumped on a dirty floor with yellow fluorescent lighting buzzing overhead. It's spotlessly clean in there, with orderly rows of off-brand wine, exotic chocolate, organic jerky ($3.99 package/ 100 percent grass-fed beef), and gourmet nuts all right there as you come in - all in well-groomed but cut-rate rows. You don't feel beggared here, yet most of the people that come here are. Mom's counting pennies using their weekly flyer for Appetito's Soft Pretzels, vegan chicken nuggets for the kids, or frozen canapes from France (Two for Ten), or old folks like me stretching every dollar they got. Your government assistance SNAP card can be used on any of these Aldi things just fine but not for kid or adult diapers or lady toilet paper stuff, go figure.
Julian GrantPublished 3 years ago in FeastCultivating The Spirit of Ubuntu
Last year was a challenging year for everyone and undoubtedly one for the history books. Amid the pandemic and the resurgence of the Black Lives Matter movement, I often had moments where I just wanted to sink into a dark abyss and forget that the world around me existed. It didn't help that my eating habits took a turn for the worst. Personal and collective struggles had engulfed me, and to be honest, I was tired of it all. I won't lie; I had a powerful virtual support system in my mother and sister, but not having them in my physical space had its limitations and left a void in me that was not easy to fill. Over time, I turned to my connections in my local Black community for comfort. I had amassed a group of friends that all relied on each other to get through the tough times en masse, and though they didn't ask for any praise, they deserved it.
DonziikinzPublished 3 years ago in FeastNot Paying it Forward
Have you ever waited in the drive-thru line at one of those chain coffee shops and when you get up to the window the barista lets you know that the car in front of you paid for your order? You tend to get that warm and fuzzy feeling because a complete stranger would go out of their way to put a smile on your face. Of course, you now feel obligated to pay it forward and offer to pay for the car behind you, and then they pay for the next car, and on, and on, and on…
How living on your own changes the food you eat
One of the most exciting parts of moving away from living at home was the idea that I could eat what I want, when I want. And to some extent this is true. I figure out what my budget is after each of my bills is paid and I curate my meals based on that.
Shasta ScottPublished 3 years ago in FeastFood of Past
What ever happen to the good old days where a family of four would go out one day a week to an actual restaurant as a special time instead of always eating out. Families will always say cooking is so time consuming so going out is easy. This is true but also false due to the fact that if families plan out meals stand budget the can save so much money especially during this crisis and unrest. Money is another reason that families go out is that fast food places are "cheaper" but that is another excuse for not being lazy . This is not a story about reasons why people go out to fast food place or being lazy to cook but a story how I went from being a plain jane of food to becoming a real foodie who will try anything that I come across be it be small mom & pop joints to a restaurant chain hole in a wall .
Allie TaylorPublished 3 years ago in FeastFour Corner Trip
We all need a space that serves as an escape, even for just a moment. Escapism (n) - habitual diversion of the mind to purely imaginative activity or entertainment as an escape from reality or routine. According to Merriam-Webster.
Miss DarylPublished 3 years ago in FeastAll Things Aroha
Everything is energy. From the sun to the soil, through thoughts and words, leaves on trees and people on Earth. We are all energy intertwined in this Unified Field of consciousness - dancing, moving, transforming across the cosmos.
Raquel TeixeiraPublished 3 years ago in FeastSvadhisthana
Inspired by a true chef, my uncle Peter Stampfer. The warmth and calmness that surrounded me as I laid adrift that day is a memory and a sensation that I will never forget. It was a day when my life completely altered, it pivoted perfectly, in 180 degrees. Unconscious, yet aware, I found myself floating upon the river, fully knowing that I was, but at the same time, distant. As if I saw myself there from afar, from some distant region of space. I was me, but outside of myself at the same moment, feeling the water cradle me, carry me, and I gazed upon my body while it drifted away. While the awareness of my stilled body felt current emotion, simultaneously the self who gazed, admired with unknown emotion, with hesitation, and wonder. It was as if I was unfamiliar with myself, uncertain of exactly who laid there. Though as I gazed, I remember specifically thinking how sad I felt for myself. I saw myself, truly in that instance, within that state, and wondered why the motionless self felt fear. I was a fearful person, always have been, but when I saw myself, I felt the instance of who I was. I was foreign, because I did not feel the fear at that instant. It was nonexistent. I caught a glimpse of who I truly was that day, as I stood outside of myself, and before I opened my eyes, I knew who I needed to become. I needed to be fearless.
Jordan Gabriel ClarkPublished 3 years ago in Feast