Tag Archives: Whimsy

Edible Good Luck

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Holidays can be very flexible, if we give them permission.

And if a holiday doesn’t get celebrated on its calendar date, well .  .  . nothing is really lost. Its spirit will unfold when the time is ripe. All will remain aligned in this infinitely vast universe whether I forget or remember.

Personally, on New Year’s Eve, I’ve abandoned the ritual of crafting lists of rigid resolutions in favor of sighing into the agility that yoga practice has taught me. Now my importance is: exhaling deeply, contemplating expansively, embracing whimsy.

I’m not a holiday purist.

But I do enjoy New Year’s. And I did neglect to post this on the absolute first day of 2016. What I’m thinking is that the whole weekend is the holiday. It’s been stretched like chewing gum since it fell on a Friday. That makes it extra special.

Now getting around to edibility, what I want to say is that since my younger self dug some pretty deep roots in the Appalachian South, you could say my grey matter is soiled with some superstitious belief that eating a feast of black-eyed peas and collards will start the new year with luck and money.

Some years I remember; some years I blithely forget. I’ve never kept track of either one’s luck factor. So who knows what brought good fortune or poverty in any given year?

This year I semi-remembered. We ate “luck and money” Southwestern style: Spanish Rice, pinto beans, doughy white tortillas, green broccoli.

It may sound aberrant, however, here’s the full Southern blessing:

Rice for riches,

peas for pennies,

collards for dollars,

cornbread for gold.

TRANSLATION:

Rice symbolizes wealth and community.

Black-eyed Peas, because they swell when cooked, represent prosperity.

Collard Greens symbolize dollar bills.

Cornbread, cooked to a rich saffron yellow, looks like bars of gold.

 

My thoughts are this: Sometimes Southern-style white rice is accompanied by pickled beets. So.  .  . since a little bleeding of red is auspicious, because red is for rubies, why not Spanish Tomato-red? It’s a jewel tone.

And Pinto Beans; they swell also. So, prosperity should be well represented.

Broccoli. Lightly steamed. Emerald in color. Shade tree in shape. My father always insisted that money doesn’t grow on trees, but, I refused to fully believe. It’s a forest of glistening emeralds.

Doughy White Tortillas. I think “dough” says it all. Besides, do gold bars really back our currency these days?

Regardless,

To all, Blessings and Good Fortune and Prosperity in this nascent year, whether you eat your luck or disguise it in alternate forms!

And check out #3 on the list of New Year’s Resolutions in the photo above: “Drink Good Coffee.” Mocha Muse Coffee Shop supports this one!

 

 

**Reference Source: Our State, for the Southern New Year’s Blessings and Translation.

Eating Sorrow

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An Experiment in Haiku - Ninja Style

 

Dinnertime

Place setting for one

Cup of tears; plate of lonely

I eat the sorrow.

 

 

A dancing ninja can put a little caffeinated whimsy in the saddest of poems. I’m honored every time he comes to balance my soul with his happy sword!

Tomato Theatre

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Tomatoes - Animated

 

* For anyone unfamiliar with “Jersey Tomatoes,” they are the deepest red, densest, beefiest, most delicious fruits of their kin. Grown only in New Jersey, of course!

 

** For anyone unfamiliar with Hellman’s and Duke’s – Hellman’s is the Blue Ribbon mayonnaise served primarily in the North. Duke’s spread is a cult following in the South. Since I’ve lived on both sides of the Mason-Dixon line, I have my opinion. But, I don’t want to split the divide .  .  .  .

 

***A classic Jersey Diner?

A gleaming silver railcar, or a fading glory, in bondage to asphalt. Serving old school Americana food: burgers, fries, hotdogs, homemade pies .  .  .  steaming hot black coffee. Diner - Fading SilverAmerican DinerOne of the definitions of my childhood!