tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538801849812784311.post468824087199672792..comments2023-05-02T04:17:09.271-07:00Comments on [Un] Closeted Pastor: More Mother's Day ObservancesCeciliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10812791378130572065noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538801849812784311.post-72977089574877009472007-05-20T21:56:00.000-07:002007-05-20T21:56:00.000-07:00Dear Cecelia, can I come over for dinner!? I crave...Dear Cecelia, can I come over for dinner!? I crave Italian food!<BR/><BR/>My mom's childhood was like your mom's. And she was from the South during that time, which in some ways, was worse for her. She always made sure my brothers and sister and I had three squares regardless of anything else.<BR/><BR/>It's a wonderful story, and thank you for sharing it.Catherinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04267544451078638468noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538801849812784311.post-20220295042961429222007-05-20T18:56:00.000-07:002007-05-20T18:56:00.000-07:00It sounds like you honored her as she would have l...It sounds like you honored her as she would have liked: by using what she taught you and doing what she did.<BR/><BR/>Thank you for feeding us with the story.Ninahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05414248070555399826noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538801849812784311.post-65251238647636950702007-05-19T12:11:00.000-07:002007-05-19T12:11:00.000-07:001) Man, now I'm _hungry_.2) A 'culture of food' --...1) Man, now I'm _hungry_.<BR/><BR/>2) A 'culture of food' -- I have to say I'd consider that a compliment, but hen, I've been reading a lot of Michael Pollan and what he's had to say about our current 'culture of fast food' and longing for the days when people ate _food_, and not foodlike substances.Katehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00469586369675197872noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538801849812784311.post-47871702217561614892007-05-19T11:21:00.000-07:002007-05-19T11:21:00.000-07:00Cecilia, what a beautiful Mothers' Day story. A l...Cecilia, what a beautiful Mothers' Day story. A lot of folks who remembered the depression days and doing without seemed to have a "culture of food". I remember my mother-in-law saying that at one point, all they had to eat was the potatoes dug up from their garden. At least they could fill their stomachs with potatoes. By the way, she was an excellent cook.June Butlerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01723016934182800437noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538801849812784311.post-40914628832532168962007-05-18T19:46:00.000-07:002007-05-18T19:46:00.000-07:00mmm... yummy. glad to add these stories and image...mmm... yummy. glad to add these stories and images to earlier conversation. <BR/><BR/>you can make that meal for me anyday!more cows than peoplehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15848597902402114593noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538801849812784311.post-36538845272275646052007-05-18T14:42:00.000-07:002007-05-18T14:42:00.000-07:00It sounds lovely, on many levels.It sounds lovely, on many levels.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08235049965406944684noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7538801849812784311.post-13628468176840536602007-05-18T14:25:00.000-07:002007-05-18T14:25:00.000-07:00My father owned a grocery store, and my mother was...My father owned a grocery store, and my mother was a phenomenal, traditional Southern cook who expressed her love with food. They too were children of the Depression, and feeding, nurturing others was a huge and complicated part of who they were (are). You've brought good memories up to the surface for me today.Cynthiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11641264346663533706noreply@blogger.com