What really matters…

Recently I wrote posts on the  love I have for my three children and my passion for politics; now I have food on my mind. This might be my life trifecta: children, food, and politics and intersecting through that is working with students as a librarian. I love my work, enjoy helping students find books, information, and fresh ideas. 

And at the end of most days I love coming home and cooking in my kitchen. My kitchen is too small for a lot of cooks in the kitchen and in fact it is only enough room for Groovy Girl and I to cook together. And we have to do a well-executed dance to not bump into each other. Having music on helps. Usually I just play my own jams but if she steps into the kitchen to help then she she plays her own music. Just like with anything good in life it is most perfect when you have all your ingredients right there and ready. I like a well-stocked pantry and when I have the space and time to put things together, relaxed with a glass of wine.  More often though it’s rushed after school but even quick I can pull something together that is unique and delicious. 

{Curried Lentils}

Last week I made Maharajah’s Rice from Meera Sodha’s Fresh India cookbook and it was very easy to make right after school. I loved the flavors of the basmati rice mixed with the soft apricot, almonds and aromatic cinnamon. It’s quite similar to this basmati rice recipe from Analida’s Ethnic Spoon.  And while browsing her site I found this chickpea and lentil recipe that I’ll have to try soon. A few weeks ago Groovy Girl said she needed some comfort food when she came home the next time; something like lentils she said. That’s like a special invitation connecting your children with food. I searched for the perfect lentil recipe and found a curry that we all loved and will make again. She said “this is the perfect comfort food, mama” while holding the bowl up and breathing in the smells and heat. I found that easy recipe, Creamy One-Pot Curried Lentils and Quinoa on Yup..It’s Vegan!    That same weekend I also whipped up blueberry lemon muffins for her to take back to school. 

My second favorite place to be in the kitchen is at my brother’s house where I can just be the sous to his chef. He has a beautiful kitchen and makes a wide variety of foods. It’s nice to relax there and not be in charge of the meal. I can watch him cook or help along the way. 

Now why is Prince gracing this post about food? Because I often listen to music while I write and today I thought he deserved to be on top. Let’s go crazy. 

Each and everyone of us are multidimensional and hopefully you’ve found things in your life to feed your soul. Enjoy! 

Abraham Verghese's Cutting For Stone

When my book club chose Cutting For Stone I was interested in the Ethiopian setting.  Something about this east African country has always been a bit of a mystery for me.  As I child I spent time in a large Midwest hospital and my two young female roommates were from Ethiopia.  We didn’t speak the same language but we smiled a lot and shared toys together.  One was younger than me and one older and I often wondered where their lives took them after they flew back to Ethiopia so this book had extra appeal in transporting me to Addis Ababa in the first half of the book.

Verghese’s story revolves around Marion and Shiva, born from a young Indian nun and a surgeon she meets on her journey from India to Africa.  Through circumstances Sister Mary Joseph Praise flees her original post of Aden and remembers Thomas Stone and Missing Hospital, she makes her way to Addis Ababa.  There they quickly become a symbiotic operating team as nurse and doctor, working together for 12 years.

Sister Mary Joseph Praise dies during childbirth and Stone, filled with grief,  leaves Missing hospital never to return.  Hema, another doctor at Missing and close to both Stone and Sister Mary Joseph Praise, takes the twins under her wing immediately after their unusual birth.  Marion and Shiva, raised at Missing by Hema and her companion, Ghosh, grow up immersed in medicine and follow the path of not only their adoptive parents but their birth parents as well.  Their story twines around the political climate of Ethiopia as Haile Selassie as ruler is deposed and other more cruel leaders take his place. During the Eritrean revolt Marion, due to unforseeable events,  leaves Ethiopia for the United States. 

My Thoughts:  The first pages impressed me with Vergheses’s fluid language.  Actually I had to look up a few words while reading.  It took time to find interest in the characters and the beginning seemed slow.   Sister Mary Joseph Praise’s compassion for nursing and humanity carry the story and even though she dies during childbirth she drives the remainder of the story.  Thomas Stone, on the other, hand, did not impress me until later in the book when you hear his experiences as a child and you get a deeper look at what made him tick.  Marion and Shiva seem to follow the same path as Marion is  more compassionate and Shiva, blunt and factual.  I loved Matron and Ghosh and thought Marion and Shiva were blessed to have such unique and loving parents.  The stars just align that way sometimes.

First lines:

“After eight monthes spent in the obscurity of our mother’s womb, my brother Shiva, and I came into the world in the late afternoon of the twentieth of September in the year of grace 1954.  We took our first breaths at an elevation of eight thousand feet in the thin air of Addis Ababa, capital city of Ethiopia.” (3)

and my favorite sentence:

“Outside, the rain had scrubbed the sky free of stars; the black night leaked through the shutters into the house and under my blindfold.” (259)

In a nutshell:

Title: Cutting For Stone
Author: Dr. Abraham Verghese
Publication date:  2009
Pages: a whooping 658 but the acknowledgements after are worth reading.
Genre: Historical Fiction (1947-)
Topics: dictatorships, human rights, third world heath concerns, women’s rights, poverty and the medical field
Five Stars
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