origin

My friends Heather and Adolfo introduced me to the original recipe several years ago over a great dinner at their place, and I believe this to be a family recipe. I have modified it ever so slightly, and I bet they could tell you how they have modified it since then as well. It is hearty and yummy and healthy. A slice of crusty artisan bread would go along with this perfectly. Also, it freezes well and feeds a small crowd.

ingredients

• 1 tsp turmeric
• 1 tsp cumin
• 1/2 tsp cinnamon
• 1/2 tsp black pepper
• 3 Tbsp butter
• 1 large or 2 small/medium onions, chopped
• 2 celery ribs (including leaves), chopped
• 2 small carrots, chopped
• 1/3-1/2 cilantro, chopped
• 1/3-1/2 fresh parsley, chopped
• 4 cans chick peas
• 2-3 Tbsp tomato paste
• 1 large can (35 oz) petite diced tomatoes
• 5 cups vegetable or chicken broth (or water and bullion)
• 1 1/2 cups lentils (I used green lentils)
• 1 cup brown basmati rice

instructions

• Melt 1 1/2 Tbsp butter over medium heat and add spices. The spices will soak up the melted butter. Continue to cook the spices over medium heat until the butter starts to come out of the spices.
• Sauté the onion, celery, and carrots in the remaining butter and a touch of olive oil.
• Add cooked spices, sautéed vegetables, and all remaining ingredients (including liquid from cans of beans) except rice to a large pot and bring to a simmer or soft boil. After about 15 minutes, add rice. Continue to simmer until lentils and rice are cooked. Be sure and stir as it cooks as it is a thick stew. You will also likely need to add several cups of water as the stew boils (add as needed). When the rice and lentils are cooked through, your stew is ready (about 30 minutes, maybe more)
• Serve warm.

This is a movie that you should netflix and then spend two hours watching. It won a pile of Oscars and Golden Globes – in 1948. Gregory Peck stars as a journalist given the assignment of writing a series on anti-semitism. He decides to take a new angle and poses as Jew in New York City – where he had just moved for the assignment. And through his daily life, his son, his mother, his fiance, and his friends, a story of prejudice and bigotry boils to the surface. Not the stories that we so often hear of lynchings or genocides, but of the gentleman’s agreements that let all of that happen. How we hear a joke and feel sick inside but say nothing. Maybe turn our head when people of two different races or colors do not receive the same level of service. When a parent admits to a child that they are glad they are of a given race. And thus prejudice and bigotry remain.

Gentleman’s Agreement made its point loud and clear while also being a good film. I wish I could say that I learned something about how ‘things used to be.’ Instead I was reminded of how certain things are, sadly, timeless. And as long as this remains true, I am thankful for such poignant reminders.

I feel as if I have recently taken a breather from weightier books, and I am diving back in again. This poem comes at the beginning of the introduction to Paul Farmer’s Pathologies of Power:  Health, Human Rights, and the New War on the Poor, and it struck deep chords inside of me. It struck deep inside because I like to believe that I do not classify people as nobodies, but the truth is that it is a constant battle.

In my work I have to ask the questions: How many people will a certain project reach? What is this project’s cost per person? Are we meeting our numbers? Or even this… let’s expand the merchandise we sell to include local handicrafts made by some of our partners. Each question is well founded – we want to reach as many people, as many individuals, as many communities as we can with every dollar raised. We want to be responsible with our funding. We want to hear stories of people no longer skipping school to carry water or girls staying home because they are menstruating and have no private toilet facilities. We want to support local groups who use their art, their crafts, to create income and become self-sustaining. Behind each number and question is a story of a person who is not a nobody, but we must fight to make these bodies the driving force, not the numbers.

And so today I am excited to dive into heavier literature that forces me to think, to remember why I do what I do, and to re-examine and expand my own thought processes. To be challenged is a good thing.

Author: Kathryn Stockett

Genre: historical fiction

Form: hardcover

Recommended: definitely

Thoughts: Let me start out by saying that I loved this book. The story and the writing pulled me in and I was lost to the world as I finished it. A most beautiful place to be – one that made me nervous to start another book in fear of disappointment.

The Help examines issues of race in the early 1960’s in Jackson, Mississippi through the eyes of three women. One is a young white woman who is an aspiring writer and the two other are black women who are household help in local white homes. They come together to collect stories and write a book through the eyes of the black maids of Jackson. While providing a glimpse into the horrible world of segregation, this is a book filled with courage, hope, and dignity. You should read it.

I do not have much patience for sitting around and talking philosophy. I do not like abstract thoughts that do not return to reality. Idealism is beautiful until destroyed by reality. What I love about these conversations is that my friends are thinking and are sharing their struggles with others, we are all growing, and life is being lived in amongst these conversations. These things are not being wrestled with as abstract thoughts, but as a real part of who we are as we face life. This is beautiful and I consider myself blessed to have such thinking friends.

26 of us – family and friends – gathered at Renee’s family home and two nearby cottages on the shores of Lake Michigan Friday through Sunday. We each came with our own story and our own connection to Renee and Kylie. Everyone had someone new to meet, and yet each was an integral part of their community, and as a whole we represented a much larger community gathering around them to celebrate and support their marriage. At the weekend’s close, we could honestly call each other friends.

As for me, I met Renee ten and a half years ago as a freshman in university. We were instant kindred spirits and have since then spent years living and laughing together. We have weathered tempests of storms and soaked in the calmest of waters together. I love  Renee and Kylie’s story – what it is and what it will be – but that is for them to tell. What I can tell you is that they were made for each other and that I am blessed to be a part of their community.

I flew in a day and a half early to help with wedding prep – buying food and wine, making welcome baskets for the cabins, fixing a few beads on the wedding dress, soaking in the hot tub, and talking with Renee late into the night. Then the we did the airport runs. So much contentment in welcoming loved ones. Then the celebration began.

Pizza and pasta dinner surrounded by graffitied brick walls. Touching stories, laughter, and tears shared as a group. Morning devotions and prayer led by Grandma and Grandpa, who have been married for 55 years. The picture perfect dusting of snow. The men bonded over laser tag and lunch out. The women stayed in for relaxation for a simple spa time, mimosas, and lunch. The living space was rearranged three times in a night – for a wedding ceremony at sunset, a Thai dinner, and a dance floor. The bride was stunning and the groom handsome. They committed themselves to each other in marriage. There were tears shed and there were smiles filled with joy.  And on Sunday we gathered once more for a large brunch – one last meal over which to linger before goodbyes. It was a blessed time.

I have heard people say of weddings, “That was a good party.” And this was a good party – but not in an out until 3 am kind of way. It was good because we all left wishing we could stay longer and yet our hearts were content. It was good because we truly celebrated Renee and Kylie’s marriage – not just the act of the wedding, but their marriage. It was good because we celebrated as community. It was so good.

My camera was put away during the actual wedding and evening celebrations, so I have no glamorous photos of the couple in their wedding best. But Saturday morning I headed outside with the two of them to get some pictures with the freshly fallen, perfect dusting of snow. I hope you can see their joy.

For now, this is the list of books read this past year. Many of them have separate blog entries, but sometimes I was lazy and never got around to updating. Let me know if you would like to know more about any of these.

• A Painted House by John Grisham
• The Island of the Colorblind by Oliver Sacks
• Presenting to Win by Jerry Weissman
• Generation Y and the New Rules of Management by Mark Murphy and Andrea Burgio-Murphy
• Not Everyone Gets a Trophy: How to Manage Generation Y by Bruce Tulgan
• The Chains of Heaven by Philip Marsden
• The Bookseller of Kabul by Asne Seierstad
• The Five Dysfunctions of a Team by Patrick Lencioni
• Overcoming the Five Dysfunctions of a Team by Patrick Lencioni
• Walking on Water: Reflections on Faith and Art by Madeline L’Engle
• Praying for Sheetrock by Melissa Fay Greene
• When Helping Hurts: How to Alleviate Poverty without Hurting the Poor…or Yourself by Steve Corbett & Brian Fikkert
• Treasure by Clive Cussler
• Hunter by J.A. Hunter
• The Sharper Your Knife, the Less You Cry: Love, Laughter, and Tears in Paris at the World’s Most Famous Cooking School by Kathleen Flinn
• Death by Meeting by Patrick Lencioni
• Tribes by Seth Gordin
• Unaccustomed Earth by Jhumpa Lhairi
• Mountains Beyond Mountains: The Quest of Dr. Paul Farmer, a Man Who Would Cure the World by Tracy Kidder
• A Wrinkle in Time by Madeline L’Engle
• Balzac and the Little Chinese Seamstress by Dai Sijie
• A Short History of Nearly Everything by Bill Bryson
• It Sucked and Then I Cried: How I had a Baby, a Breakdown, and a Much Needed Margarita by Heather Armstrong

Author: Heather Armstrong

Genre: autobiography

Form: hardcover

Recommended: yes – for all those people who have or are considering having children or who deal with depression in yourself or loved ones

Thoughts: Heather writes her autobiography much like how she writes her blog – candidly, verbosely, and full of humorous images. Nothing is off-limits, everything is worth discussing, and humor is found in the smallest moments. I found that I devoured the first half of the book and then took the second half much slower as her writing style is one better digested in small pieces. I love her honesty about life, children, and depression. All three are much less intimidating when approached openly. Read it with a drink in hand while laughing a loud, honest, and obnoxious laugh.

origin

A couple of years ago I had a marvelous realization: I loved good bread puddings. And this realization of course made me want to learn to make a good bread pudding. I searched for recipes of various shapes and sizes to find the key ingredients, timing, and baking. Then I had fun. It is a perfect winter dessert – not too sweet, but moist and warm and begging for a cup of coffee, tea, or milk to go alongside. The recipe was resurrected for Christmas dinner this year and enjoyed by all. This is an approximate recipe – modify it to your heart’s content.

ingredients

pudding

• 2/3 – 3/4 loaf of American style French bread (goal: a white bread that does not have a thick crust – you want a crust that will ‘disappear’ rather than become tough in the custard)
• 1 cup coconut milk
• 1 cup 2% milk
• 4 small eggs or 3 large eggs
• 1/2 cup white sugar
• 1 tsp vanilla
• 1+ 1/2 tsp cinnamon
• 1/2 cup raisins
• 1 medium apple (honey crisp, braeburn, or one with equally good texture and flavor)
• Rum

topping

• 4 Tbsp butter
• 4 Tbsp flour
• 1/3 cup brown sugar
• 1 tsp cinnamon

instructions

• The night before, put the raisins in enough rum to cover them, cover with a plate, and leave out.
• Cut bread into 1 inch squares and let sit out for an afternoon to dry the bread. (You can also cut these the night before and place in a bag to let dry. If the bread has thicker crust on it, cut the crust off of the bread as it will become tough when baked.)
• Dice the apple into very small pieces (approx. 1/2 the size of a raisin). You do not need to peel the apple. Toss apple with 1/2 tsp cinnamon and 2 Tbsp rum.
• Beat the eggs until they are thick and foamy. Add the coconut and cow’s milks, sugar, vanilla, and cinnamon.
• In a large bowl, toss the bread, raisins (drained of the excess rum), and apples. Place the mixture in a greased 8 x12 baking dish. Pour the egg & milk mixture over. Leave out for 30 min – 1 hr before baking, pushing the bread down with a fork or spatula to soak up the egg & milk mixture regularly.
• Melt the butter. Mix in flour, brown sugar, and cinnamon. Use your hands to spread this topping over the pudding in small pieces.
• Bake at 350 degrees for approximately 40 minutes (until the pudding has set). Let cool for 10 minutes before serving. Makes 6 hearty servings.

Author: Dai Sijie, translated from French by Ina Rilke

Genre: fiction

Form: paperback

Recommended: maybe

Thoughts: This is one of many books that I have picked up at used book stores simply because it seemed like it would be a good story; it was ok. The book tells the story of two young boys in China who are sent to the countryside to be ‘re-educated.’ They find treasures in hidden books, storytelling, and a young seamstress. The story and writing were both good, and yet I find that this book did not capture me and hold me in the way I had hoped. Maybe it would be better in the original French, or maybe it was just my mood. If you read this, let me know your thoughts.