Monthly Archives: March 2013

Friday Five: First Edition

Before- church garden

Five things I loved this week (yes, that includes this patch of dirt). Or in this case, four things I loved and one that likely caused permanent damage to my emotional stability:

  1. This blog is reality now. It’s been on my heart to write something on this topic for months now, but I kept thinking I wasn’t ready yet. I launched it this week, and I’m so glad I did. If you have read the first two posts and started following me, thank you!
  2. Our community garden at church. I’m certain I will post more on this in the weeks to come, but we turned over the dirt in the small patch pictured above on our church property this week. We planted bell peppers, tomatoes and corn. I couldn’t be more excited about this project. I hope it grows and grows (uh, pun not intended) and we can feed those who attend our church and the community.  I have never really grown anything before, but seeking local food options outside of the industrial food chain has become a huge passion of mine, and this was an idea sprang from that. It was so fun to learn more about the planting process. I can’t wait to see what grows!
  3. Handsome CoffeeHandsome Coffee. I had the opportunity to learn about the coffee roasting and brewing process at Handsome Coffee in Downtown Los Angeles this past Saturday. The owners donated their time as part of Food Forward’s Foodsteader Series.  They make some incredible coffee (I’m sipping it as we speak) and I love that hospitality is part of their ethos. If you like coffee, buy some from these guys. Like, now.
  4. This post over on the Mother Nature Network on reducing food waste in your own kitchen. As there millions in this country that are food insecure, to say nothing of those around the world who struggle to find food to eat on a daily basis, we should be good stewards of the food we buy and how we take care of it.
  5. This is off topic, but as an Arizona Wildcat fan, that loss to Ohio State last night was brutal.  My awesome husband ended up getting us tickets, and win or lose you just can’t beat seeing those games live. I’m actually sore because of how tense I was the whole game. Next year Wildcats. Next year.

Patience, tomatoes and sex

20130327-074557.jpgPeople who exhibit patience baffle me.

I mean that in a good way. I wish I could be more like them.

They sit there, being all patient. They wait things out and look like a genius when it works out for the best.

Those jerks.

Despite my lack of talent in this area, if we read the Bible, we know patience comes up over and over again, right? A quick Google search gives me 144 verses that include the word patience.

If we’ve read the Bible at all, we know patience is in there.

And while we may be successful (or not so much) at incorporating patience to our lives and trusting God’s timing, we don’t see how this relates to what we eat.

I felt especially challenged to show patience in how I eat after recently reading “Animal, Vegetable, Miracle” by Barbara Kingsolver.

She says in chapter two: “The main barrier standing between ourselves and a local-food culture is not price, but attitude. The most difficult requirements are patience and a pinch of restraint—virtues that are hardly the property of the wealthy. These virtues seem to find precious little shelter, in fact, in any modern quarter of this nation founded by Puritans.”

Ouch.

Kingsolver continues: “Furthermore, we apply them selectively: browbeating our teenagers with the message that they should wait for sex, for example. Only if they wait to experience intercourse under the ideal circumstances (the story goes), will they know its true value. ‘Blah blah blah’ hears the teenager: words issuing from a mouth that can’t even wait for the right time to eat tomatoes, but instead consumes tasteless ones all winter to satisfy a craving for everything now.  We’re raising our children on the definition of promiscuity if we feed them a casual, indiscriminate mingling of foods from every season plucked from the supermarket, ignoring how our sustenance is cheapened by wholesale desires.”

Double ouch.

When we pop into the grocery store in October and grab that fruit platter with watermelon and cantaloupe, it’s likely being flown in from thousands of miles away, then cut up, packaged at a plant, and then shipped over potentially thousands of miles again to your grocery store.

Instead of going straight to the source in season and getting those fruits at their best, we don’t think about where that fruit is coming from; and I can assure you, it’s not helping a farmer, family or the economy where you live.

And worst of all, we don’t care.

As Christians, we know God created us to be in harmony with the land (see: Eden, Garden). We know He created seasons. May we be people who honor God’s creation by how we eat.

In the beginning…

Genesis 1

The words hit me about six months ago and I have struggled with them ever since.

“Rule over the fish in the sea and the birds in the sky and over every living creature that moves on the ground. Then God said, ‘I give you every seed-bearing plant on the face of the whole earth and every tree that has fruit with seed in it. They will be yours for food.'” (Genesis 1:28-29)

As someone who was practically born on a church pew, I have read that verse about as many times as I’ve asked for a scoop of mint-n-chip ice cream in my life (read: a large number).

But the words struck me differently on that particular day. God gave us the earth to rule. Even though I can’t read God’s mind, I’m pretty sure He meant “rule” as in “take care of,” not “damage irreparably.”

Yikes.

Obviously a laundry list of problems exists in this world, but I felt these verses staring me in the face.  And this blog, which launches today, is my way of exploring what God has to say about food, and how we can realign our relationship with food, the earth and God.

I feel like I had zero relationship with food until right after college, when food and cooking developed into one a passion of mine; but I realized recently I still don’t know anything about how it gets to my table. Or really, how it even gets to the grocery store.

Until about three years ago, I didn’t even understand that we should only eat food when it’s in season.  That fresh tomatoes should be reserved for summer. That if I buy apples in January, they probably aren’t good and most likely come from hundreds of miles away.

This passion to learn more about food and my recent revelation at Bible study led me to start this blog.

Food is a matter of faith. And I want to explore what that means. I hope that if you are a person of faith or just interested in food and want to explore this subject deeper, that you’ll join with me on this journey.