Sunday, September 20, 2009


FACES…from the time we are born, we respond to faces around us. Why do we respond so positively to some faces? I think it is because when those faces look at us, we feel loved and safe. Some faces just make us feel like we belong. Those faces belong to the people in our lives who bring us the greatest joy or pride and sometimes the greatest sadness or disappointment. Here are some of the faces in my life that make me smile, laugh, giggle, or cry.

FACES SMILING AT ME...

Saturday, September 19, 2009

S-EEEWWW-SHI


When I say "sushi", most of the time the reaction I get is, "EEEWWW!" Actually, I love sushi and have been eating it for years. If you dig down into the bottom of my purse, you will find that I carry my own chopsticks with me everywhere I go. I associate sushi with family, friends, and fun, but more than that, sushi is such an interesting reflection of Japanese culture.

I love peeking inside someone else's refrigerator. What I find there tells me so much about the person who owns that fridge. It is one of life's unspoken messages. For example, everywhere in my life I am compulsively tidy. EXCEPT inside my fridge. That is my secret ... my fridge is full of stuff, messy, and occasionally has food items growing penicillin on them. I think that because I can't see it, I allow it to get a little bit out of control. Besides, I'm busy controlling the rest of my universe! But, I digress; let's get back to what this blog is really about...

Food reflects culture. Looking at traditional national dishes is like peeking inside an entire nation's refrigerator. For example, England, famous for fish and chips, is an island where fish is a plentiful food source. Scotland, the home of haggis (eeewww!), has rolling hills spotted with sheep. The Parma region of Italy has the perfect grass to feed cows who produce milk that becomes that famous Parmigiana cheese. The leftovers from making the cheese are fed to pigs who eventually become an equally famous Italian export, Parma ham.

So, what does sushi tell us about Japan. Well, Japan is an island with very limited fuel sources. Hence, quick cooking stir fry and raw foods are common. The Japanese culture is one of great refinement. When a guest is invited into the home, it is important that the guest feel honored. It would be unthinkable to expect a guest to prepare his own food. Cutting food is considered part of the preparation process and therefore it would dishonor a guest to expect him or her to cut food on the plate. Hence, small bites are the norm; both stir fry and sushi are served in bite sized pieces. Another way that Japanese cooks honor their guests is through beautiful presentation. A well-prepared plate of sushi is exquisite, looking almost like stained glass. It is colorful, enticing, and appetizing. Eating with chopsticks forces me to slow down and savor the flavors and the conversation.

Unfortunately, American culture is synonymous with fast food picked up at drive through windows: hamburgers, greasy fries, and carbonated drinks. What does that say about our life style? My life isn't so different from anyone else's. Yes, I have been known to take advantage of the fast food option on more than one occasion. However, when doing so, I end up gulping down food at red lights and I most certainly don't feel calm or relaxed. So, when I sit down at the sushi bar with friends around me and a beautiful, colorful plate of sushi in front of me, I am honored and excited to be taking part in an ageless tradition of Japanese culture. But more importantly, I am creating a mental scrapbook of happy times and good memories. So click on the mini movie below and share a sushi memory with me!

SUSHI NIGHTS

Road Trippin'

Taking a road trip with someone you love along Route 66 is probably on the "bucket list" of a lot of people. This summer, I got to do just that. My sister and I traveled on Route 66 from Albuquerque to Arizona. We drove through the Painted Desert, the Petrified Forest, and the Grand Canyon. The landscape was breathtaking and the supernatural beauty of God's creation cannot be captured on film. It can only be captured in the heart.

This was a trip I won't forget. We laughed over dinners, channeled the Eagles while standing on the corner in Winslow, straddled the Continental Divide, and marveled at the beauty of the Canyon. Most of all, it was time spent with my sister. I miss her all the time; she lives 2000 miles away from me and the time we have together is precious. She is a person in my life who makes me giggle. Laughter is perfect medicine for what ails us; and what ails us is normally the stress of every day life: bills, news, teenagers, toddlers, laundry that never goes away, and grass that never stops growing.

So, the next time you have a chance, take a trip with someone you love and just giggle! Enjoy the mini video below and share my trip with me for a moment.

Thursday, September 17, 2009