"I would like Indian food pleeeassse!" 5 year old Gracen Matai Meyers pleads with his mom, his blonde head bouncing up and down as he plays on the floor with his cars. Unlike typical children, who'd prefer chicken nuggets and tater tots, Gracen actually just requested Indian food. I'm shocked by his request. I’m pretty sure I didn’t even know what Indian food was when I was 5!
Gardening is the new Black! It’s the latest, the hippest. It's all the rage. Trust me, if you're not already hearing the chatter, you will soon enough. And if you don’t have something edible growing yet..... Catch up, and catch on. This is one exciting movement! We are looking for participants... ![]() hey hey cousin Josephine! ...to take part in the final story of the series “Gardening from Coast to Coast”. Send in a photo of your edible plot with a short paragraph of why you love growing food. Email: teamzeste@zeste.org It can be a pot of herbs on your patio or an entire garden....all is welcome. When Taste Buds Grow up People often assume I've been cooking all my life. Indeed I have if you count PBJ's and Kraft Mac n Cheese. I was raised thinking spinach was slimy off-green came a can, just add salt and vinegar to the mush, to have muscles like Popeye. The cheese of choice was a giant railroad track-shaped orange squishy substance called Velveeta. Chinese food also came in a can, which you heat and pour over crunchy fried twigs. With a douse of soy sauce, this was the one and only Chicken Chow Mein. For serious protein, simply fill a glass with very hot faucet water, dunk in a hot dog, and within moments it's ready for its bun! Then of course there was celery. ... The Box Lady Recently, I saw this sign someone made out of old wood, and it took me deep in thought, to a moment - a story, a good deal of years back.... Seated outside a restaurant one evening enjoying dinner, I kept noticing a worn looking woman pushing grocery carts full of folded boxes. She would pass by again and again, aware of her surroundings, yet focused on her task in her own hurried world. Later, as I headed to my car, I rounded the corner to find a large group of grocery carts, neatly lined up, each stacked high with folded boxes. Out of my mouth stumbled, "Wow that's a lot of boxes." Then I noticed the woman. Her eyes peered out at me through her gray fuzzy hair. We looked at each other, her hooded coat framing her deeply lined face. Then she was back to work, not interested in me, or what I thought of her possessions... Kick off your Kickers! |
I'm a huge fan of Chef Jamie Oliver and was thrilled with his network show “Food Revolution," which focused on helping our nation return to fresh, real food. Jamie shared many revolutionary tips with his viewers, and one of my favorite episodes was when he encouraged a public school to plant a garden. Watching food actually grow not only helped students to see and learn about where food comes from, but enlightened them to how delicious it tastes in its natural state, versus the boxed faux food filled with chemicals that our culture has come to rely on. While chatting about kale salads one day on set... |






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