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Kaleidoscope ~ Pickles ~ Love

“The fresh baguette was the foundation of the breakfast spread; the loaf would be sliced into tens of little pieces, buttered, and layered with various ingredients. My favorite was my dziadek’s homemade apricot marmalade, but savory bites included: deli meats, patés, sliced and spreadable cheeses, hard boiled eggs, sałatka jarzynowa…”

Honey Super ~ Sweetness ~ Humidity

“We would spend hours in the fields amongst his supers, and honey bees, and he would share the story of the honeybee and its importance to our ecosystems. I was in my little bee keepers suit that he handmade for me. He was a very creative man.”

Aunt ~ Toast ~ Warmth

“Food has this beautiful quality that allows for connection, not only with other people, but with yourself. I find that when I have the opportunity to eat a meal, an ingredient, something that reminds me of home, it is a sincere and intimate feeling that cannot be replicated.”

Dried Leaves ~ Earth ~ Serenity

“Incredible worlds have opened up, and now I try different kinds of foods as a companion with tea. In the warmer months, I shift to sun tea. I enjoy witnessing the color change from my porch, and throwing in the rosehips, the mint leaves, and watching the sun help open them up.”

Forest ~ Soil ~ Aliveness

“Carving out time to make a nourishing meal for myself is no different from making a potion! Cooking and eating is a process of alchemical creation, uniting the unique personalities of different foods and herbs, and transforming them via the elements (earth, water, fire, air) into a joyous and sensuous experience of nourishment.”

Together ~ Fresh Air ~ Happy

“The sun is going down, it is golden hour, and the temperature is just right. There is a little breeze, and you can smell the chicken and the potatoes. It’s euphoric! We all line up for food, and the cowboy serving us has a big gray beard and gallon hat.”

Dumplings ~ Tradition ~ Comfort

“It’s so cute to think of little Kyla being so enamored. It was the combination of the soy sauce, the crispy dumpling, and the pork filling. A lightbulb turned on in my little-kid head.”

Kinship ~ Flour ~ Belonging

“It is an incredible thing to feel totally content and happy surrounded by your own kin, preparing one of the things you love most (food!). And then  to gift it to family/friends, knowing that those ingredients will be turned into energy, and nourishment, for their bodies—it is such a rewarding, and near spiritual, experience.”

Family · Mala · Joyful

“In Chinese, ‘báifàn’, means rice, but ‘fàn’, as a word, can also mean dinner, or a meal. This translation is special to me, and makes me think of abundance, and collective sharing.”

Christmas Tree · Onions · Safe

“This memory has created a want to have something special like that, surrounding food. Food for me always meant celebration and togetherness. I like to cook for myself and others. My colander is my grandmother’s. It is so old, but it is hers, and I will never get rid of it.”