Monday, March 14, 2011

The Comfort of Food

"Food, like a loving touch or a glimpse of divine power, has the ability to comfort. "

~ Norman Kolpas

Boeuf Bourguignon-a-la Julia-Child is classic comfort food
An earthquake. A tsunami. Now Nuclear reactors on the brink of breakdown and volcanoes rumbling awake. Will chaos cause  Mohamar Qaddafi to catch a break? His power so deserves to disintegrate. Will the best thing to happen about the events of this week be as inconsequential as not having to listen to the latest shenanigans of Charlie Sheen and Lindsay Lohan?

A week ago was last eternity. How were we to know how much comfort we would need? How much we would want to give.
Reuters Photo from Project Hope site
Timing can't always be planned. There was no way for the  "The Literary Gardener" Paula Panich to know when posted  How to Comfort Sorrow -ii  the intensity to build through last week for the comfort of food-infused memories would be.

Scones, born of the storybook British empire
-are best rendered as the children of folk stories. Best baked from  simple sticky dough, my instincts suggested my family would want me to increase the amounts of three ingredients to 

Sugar-  1/3 cup
Meyer lemons- the rinds of 2 finely grated 
1/2 a lemon- the juice  generously squeezed in (without the seeds) 

 Paula is absolutely right about scones not being cookies. The modern inclination to drop goodies such as chocolate chips should be viewed as heresy. Only because I am inclined to be rebellious ,  dropped into half my dough were
1- handful of  dried cranberries   
the grated rind of an organic orange

Oranges on Rail by Gene Sasse

When I walk into my kitchen today, I am not alone. Whether we know it or not, none of us is. We bring fathers and mothers and kitchen tables, and every meal we have ever eaten. Food is never just food. It's also a way of getting at something else: who we are, who we have been, and who we want to be.
  Molly Wizenberg, A Homemade Life: Stories and Recipes from My Kitchen Table, 2009

 It is prime time to order Oxalis Inops

 The comfort of the kitchen is matched is matched by beauty in the garden.  The oxalis has performed a jig over to sunnier spots.  Kind of like my father's ancestor's did as they moved from Ireland and Scotland to cross the continent in less than a century to California.

Please consider helping  Project Hope respond to the devastating earthquake in Japan and resulting tsunami.  

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Finally able to get to the link. Had to log off then on again.
The first time I had a scone was at a WVUSD Teddy Bear Tea. I was surprised at their blandness. Had it not been for the clotted cream and preserves they wouldn't have been worth the calories!
Now all that thought went right out the window when I had the best scones I have EVER eaten! That was when you and I had lunch at the Tea Room at The Huntington Library! Oh be still my heart! My taste buds jumped for joy at everything there but the scones were the most memorable for me.

Hugs and have a blessed day.
XO Trisha