Being comforted, We All Need That
Everyone needs to be comforted at some point in their day. It may be a hug, an encouraging word, a listening ear, a wink, a phone call, a hand made quilt, or, of course, food that warms your insides. It seems that in the light of the tragic events in Tucson, the whole nation is need of some comfort. I, personally, think we need to stop arguing with each other and actually listen and respect each other’s point of view.
My son and I are collaborating on a vegetarian comfort food cookbook. Lately, we have been testing all of our recipes and photographing them. Our recipes are not only comforting in the food sense, but all come from someone in our family. Our grandmothers, fathers, siblings, nephews, cousins, many a family member have a loving recipe included.
These are recipes for food that was made for an afternoon snack after school, a morning treat in the cold winter, a bread served for a shabbat meal, a drink served in the hot summer days when the family was gathered by the ocean, fun food for football watching with the family, or a borsht whipped up when my husband and I were all playing scrabble with his grandmother.
Now, how could any of these recipes possibly not be tasty when they are filled with such memories, love and comfort?
Read more at: Family.
Inspiration Thursday: Baseball and Red, not the Reds
Ok, ok I admit it, I am a die hard baseball fan, a Phillies fan. I grew up a Chicago Cubs fan, but since moving to Philadelphia years ago, I transferred my loyalty to the Phillies.
As a child I loved watching baseball with my dad. He always instilled hope the beginning of every season that this was the year the Cubbies were going to make it. And I believed him, he was a hopeful human being who made watching baseball fun, and maybe, just maybe this was the year, never give up hope.
Every summer as a child I would go with my parents and brother to San Francisco and visit my Grandpa. He also loved baseball. He would bring his small transistor radio (remember those?) to the wharf where he would fish with his buddies and listen to the Giants game. He also never gave up hope for his beloved team, complained, but never gave up hope.
So I was all hopeful as an adult watching baseball, but was used to losses. Then I moved to Philadelphia and in 1980 I watched the Phillies win the World Series. Wow, this is fun, I thought, actually winning, the excitement, the thrill, I could get used to this. Then, the Phillies had some losing seasons plus I was busy raising a family. Not giving up hope on baseball through those years, I continued to watch here and there, but to much of my amazement, the Phillies started to win. Slowly, slowly, then a a few years ago, they made the playoffs, then in 2008 we won the World Series again!! So much fun!!
I am starting to get used to the routine in the spring now, hope, never give up hope, winning is possible, in fact, it is down right fun. Especially watching a no hitter game the first play off game. The first no hitter in the post season since 1956.
My dad and grandpa were right, never give up hope.
Read more joyeful inspiration at: The Ocean in the Morning.
Happy Birthday to Me!
I am so happy because my birthday is tomorrow and my whole family will be here celebrating with me! I love birthdays. Everyone should have 1 special day a year to be grateful for their life.
Thanks to everyone reading my blog and my dear family!
I will not be posting tomorrow since I will be busy
Read more at: A Day in the Life.
Joyeful One of a Kind Friday: Arts in the Park
Ok, I am going to brag a bit. I started a local arts festival in my town 15 years ago and it is going strong! I live in a small community outside Philly. 15 years ago, I had the idea of initiating an arts festival highlighting local artists and in turn raising money for the park it was located in. It was a resounding success and has gone on to be a highlight of our community’s calendar. What I am most proud of is how this fair has united our community. Religious, ethnic, young, and old come out for it. We mingle, talk, and have a general good time.
This is from their fall newsletter about the event: ‘Planning for the first AIP, held in May, began only in March. The late Marjorie Bayersdorfer, an advocate for restoring native vegetation to the park, approached a friend and local artist, Joye Schwartz, about holding an event in the nascent park. Joye suggested having a professional art exhibit on the grounds of the park, and organized the arts part of the festival. She notes that her artist friends agreed to exhibit there as a favor to her—a far cry from today, when artists pay to enter a jur- ied contest for a limited number of exhibit booths (about 50). In addition to the art show that first year, there were also a clown, enough food to keep attendees and volunteers fed (ice cream, pizza and lemonade), a plant sale, and that quintessential feature of fundraisers, a bake sale.’
Read more about Art in the Park.
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Food is Good: Peach Cobbler
When I was growing up, one of my all time favorite summer recipes was Peach Cobbler. My mom would make it and we would savor it warm with ice cream or cream. I learned how to make this vintage recipe from my grandmother and still love to bake this old fashioned dessert highlighting the fresh peaches of summer.
Here is the recipe just as my grandmother made it:
Cook in saucepan at low until thickened:
3 C. fresh peaches sliced
1/4 c. sugar
1/4 c. brown sugar
1 t. vinegar
1/4 t. cinnamon
2 t. cornstarch
1 C. water
Make this biscuit dough and put by spoonfuls on top of peach mixture in rectangle baking pan:
2 c. flour
1/2 t. salt
4 t. baking powder
1 T. sugar
1/2 c. margarine
1 egg mixed in 3/4 C. milk
Bake at 400 degree oven for 30- 35 minutes.
Serve warm or at room temperature with ice cream, cream, or whipped cream. Enjoy!
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