Monday February 07, 2011
I am one of the lucky few that were selected to participate in the audience of TEDxManhattan - "Changing the Way We Eat" this coming Saturday, February 12th.
TED, as many of you know is an organization that provides a forum for ideas worth spreading. The "x" is for independently managed forums with the blessing of TED.
TEDxManhattan's theme is right up my alley - according to their website,"The one-day event will highlight several aspects of the sustainable food movement and the work being done to shift our food system from industrially-based agriculture to one in which healthy, nutritious food is accessible to all.
Speakers with various backgrounds in food and farming will share their insights and expertise. Relevant clips from the TED conference will be shown. And, hopefully, we’ll have a few surprises during the day. A highlight of all TED and TEDx events is the ample time given for attendees to meet each other and look for new synergies and new ideas to help bolster the sustainable food movement.
I am so excited to hear all the speakers and look forward to the possibilities!!
Sunday February 06, 2011
I am postponing the contest for a week or so due to weather - judges couldn't get to me. All 17 will be made and judged by 2/20. Stay Tuned and Thank You!!
Sunday February 06, 2011
This winter is for the birds - whatever that means!! Truly epic in the amount of snow, number of cold days and how hard it must be on the animals. Today, I share our bird feeder - it is a busy and social place. Photo Opps are not easy though because the second I try to snap a pic - they fly away. Here's one I was able to capture during one of our ominous weather days.
And then there's Uni - whose place in the kitchen at night offers her warmth and protection. She doesn't go to far - here she is near the back door willing to pick up the scraps from the bird feeder.
How certain am I that these birds and all the animals, wild and tame, hope the groundhog was right? 100%!!
Friday February 04, 2011
I must say as I read through the 17 recipes that I received for the contest I know that I am so graced to have created Heirloom Meals. To read the stories and the memories that are attached to the recipes touches my heart in the deepest place. Here are a couple of recipes and their stories:
Carol Way shares, "This soup was adapted from my grandmother’s recipe. My meme’ was French Canadian, born in Quebec City and made chicken soup year round. She was a purist, and believed that onion, celery and carrots were the only vegetables worthy of her soup. Depending on what was available, she would use rice or macaroni, never potatoes, as the starch.
My future daughter in law was born in Korea. When we visit Shane and Sophia in New York City, we always end up Korea town and feast on man doo and the Korean version of chicken soup. When I first had it, I made my version based on my grandmother’s simple soup but added an Asian flair!
It amazes me that recipes are universal. When I lived in Housatonic for over 20 years, my polish neighbor made a similar chicken soup but used potatoes while my grandmother thought potatoes would ruin the soup! My Italian father in law makes a minestrone version of chicken soup adding what ever is fresh and available from his garden.
I’m looking forward to hearing about all types of chicken soup even though I know I will never venture too far from Meme’s tried and true recipe! "
And, Mishy Lesser reveals: I come from a Jewish family and chicken soup is legendary not just for healing the sick but also as a ritual food that is sometimes enjoyed as we celebrate the Sabbath on Friday nights, and always for Passover. I’m sure ours is not the only family where there can be fierce rivalry over whose chicken soup reigns supreme, and more than once I’ve seen significant jockeying among cooks who want their soup to kick-off the meal. I can identify: I am that way with turkey, but that is another story. Recently my mother and I were planning a holiday menu that included chicken soup and she shared with me that she has never been able to replicate the smell of her mother’s soup. Mind you, my mother is eighty-three and that means she’s had countless opportunities to try to figure this out. We wondered if the aroma and flavor she remembers came from the chickens, what they were fed, whether her mother used chicken frames or extra parts, but we haven’t been able to crack the code. In her own words, she says “I remember chicken soup from my childhood as smelling absolutely wonderful and have never managed to experience that level of deliciousness again. Perhaps it is just remembering the past the way I want it to be, or perhaps someone out there has the answer!”
I will be sharing everyone's recipe and story in the days to come! Thank you from the bottom of my heart!!