A versitle recipe

In March, our featured recipe on http://www.carolinawinecooks.com will be a recipe that can be converted easily into several other uses. Stay tuned…

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What’s on your neighbor’s plate?

Hungriest States of America

#9 North Carolina: 15.7% According to the Food Research and Action Center, Winston-Salem is the metro area in the U.S. with the most “food insecure” families, or households that have a hard time putting food on the table. “You say ‘hunger’ and people think of children in a third world country. They don’t think of the person next door,” says Tammy Caudill of the Second Harvest Food Bank of Northwest NC. “But it is the person next door.”

Taken from http://takepart.msn.com/fighting_hunger/?section=gallerylong_4#section=gallerylong_4

If you use simple logic on this one, and everyone participated and helped their neighbor we could ease this crisis.  Everyone has a neighbor.  Some are four feet away between city building and brownstone windows.  For some their nearest neighbor is 15 miles east on the next farm.  BUT we all have at least one.  Wasn’t there a great command to love thy neighbor as thy self?  If you were hurting, and needed medicine or food, in today’s climate of self sufficiency, the very effective YOU would see that YOU got it.  We should all think the same about the people who live near us.

I have been fortunate to have (for the most part) excellent neighbors throughout my life.  I wish there were more time to spend with them.  Back when folks sat on their porches in the evening to unwind from the day, we knew more about each other.  We could share our burdens and in doing so find out that our burdens are similar, that they are our common ground more often than not. 

When we had one of the worst hurricanes in the last 20 years to hit our town, Fran I believe it was, our neighbors cooked together and ate together from the collective freezers as things thawed up.  It was several days if not weeks before some folks got power back, so we had to share, no we were able to share our water, our shower, our cook stoves and refrigerators.  Did this mean that we quit trying to do for ourselves, and expect others to care for us?  Certainly not!   In times of need, rise to the occasion to do the thing that most will not.  Show up.  Have some good food with you, and the most important thing of all, a nice smile and a good ear.

It is amazing how much good can come from doing simple things.

About dinner for tonight…

  Ginger K King

Wow, what a few days it has been.  I never knew there was so much to the publishing industry before.  Having a cookbook on the cusp of being released and normal life issues (keep everyone and all the puppies fed, house cleaned (relatively)/and bills paid) plus the day job… WHEW

OK now I feel better.  You know we are in this together and if it wasn’t for understanding that you are also juggling life and writing and love and issues of your own, I think I would go crazy.  There are beautiful women and men all around me who are struggling with one thing or another that keeps them running all the time.  I see grace in the way they handle the issues they bear.  I see faith displayed in their actions and how they keep a smiling face through it all.

These are the things that help me keep moving.  Which reminds me, this post is about food right?  The topic; what’s for dinner tonight specifically?

Tonight I dine alone.  Having your meal as a party of one can be a challenge for most of us because food is such a social thing.  Normally we are cooking for someone we love, going out with someone(s) we love or they are cooking for us.  I have single friends who say their dinner on most weeknights consist of peanut butter toast or a microwave meal because it is so hard to cook  just for themselves.  I know.  I’ve been there, with the bowl of egg noodle and the laundry.

Driving and eating isn’t safe, but we do it.  Most of us have on occasion had a moving feast.  I want to be better with that, so tonight, I will stop for a half hour and gather my thoughts.  Look down at my plate and remember to be thankful.  There are so many who cannot and maybe never will eat as regularly and with such variety as I am blessed with.  Looking at my food for a few minutes prior to eating is as much of a prayer as the prayer itself.  It is living in the moment with the food, knowing where it came from and that I am blessed to have it.

Even if it is peanut butter toast, alone in front of the TV, I am still truly and utterly blessed!