Carlo Petrini, founder of the Slow Food Movement, often says, ” “Fridges are tombs – places where food goes to die.” I tend to agree that it’s easy to forget what’s buried in the back, easy to purchase more than you need and count on the fridge to keep things fresh, and easy to go a little while without opening the door if you’re used to a busy lifestyle or a very whole foods/fresh diet. The following post comes from Mark Menjivar, a photographer and artist based in Texas. This series of photographs was published in Good Magazine in May 2009. It’s an interesting reflection of how the contents of our fridges reflect our careers, our lifestyles, and our personalities. If you’re inspired by it, we welcome you to post a photograph of the contents of a fridge in response!
I’ve been recently thinking about how closely tied almost every culture is to both gratitude and peacefulness through food. This takes places through the practice of taking a pause before eating, whether to speak a grace or blessing aloud, or to quietly reflect and give thanks.
By Kate McGeown
BBC News, Manila
Can the food in these dishes make people feel happy?
Nestled at the back of a small courtyard in the north of Manila, there is a little restaurant with an unusual name and an even more unusual concept.
It is called Van Gogh is Bipolar, in homage to the Dutch painter who is believed to have had a life-long battle with mental illness, much like the restaurant’s owner, Jetro Rafael.
Mr Rafael believes that certain foods can make you happy, and everything on the menu has been created with this in mind.
Sustained love requires commitment and devotion. Similar to the act of kneading dough, love takes effort. At times kneading (and needing) can be frustrating. Both dough and love can be gooey and messy. Anyone who has ever worked with dough knows it can stick all over your fingers and to the surface on which you work. Just as in kneading dough, love is not for the faint-hearted. Love tests our inner strength and our emotional endurance. Love asks for our unwavering commitment and devotion.
Recently, I discovered the joy of kneading 🙂
I love to cook, but I’m not much of a baker. I don’t do a lot with dough or yeast – but lately I have been delving into making my own pizza crusts.
by Nancy Shute
We’ve known for a while that a food’s aroma has a big influence on our perception of how it tastes. Now it looks like smell also can affect how much we eat.
Ever sat in front of a cup of coffee and gazed deeply into it? I mean, really deeply – seeing past its colour and texture and aroma all the way back to the red coffee cherries and the work-roughened hands that moved them from tree to basket, all the way back to the lake from where the water originated, all the way back to the field or barn where the cow stood which lactated for your morning pick-me-up?
Yesterday I stumbled upon a great mindful eating experiment: eat with your non-dominant hand! Continue reading
Looking at Your Empty Bowl
My bowl, empty now,
will be filled with precious food.
Beings all over the Earth are struggling to live.
How fortunate I am to have enough to eat.
OK, let’s do a little exercise. Grab a pen and paper. Without thinking much about it, write down the first 5 words that come to your mind when you hear the word PEACE.
OK, now, take a deep breath, clear your mind, re-center… Continue reading