When visiting Israel, I noticed that people in coffee shops and restaurants were tucking into big bowls of salad for breakfast. Could that be true? Yes! Israelis love salad for breakfast and they grow fabulous vegetables year ’round. So why not?
We try to do the same at our house too. DH cuts up more than a dozen vegies to create a colorful, flavorful salad that we keep in the fridge and use all week long. We use it as salad, to stuff in pitas, toss into soups and sprinkle into omelettes or frittatas. When it’s fresh, crunchy, already chopped and in a clear container on a shelf at “eye height” it’s much easier to remember to use it.
Photo A. Meshar
Here’s a good tip: if you store the salad in a large mixing bowl, place a tiny bowl or sauce dish upside down at the bottom. It will keep any juices away from the vegetables so they stay fresh longer.
Otherwise look for a plastic container with a grid on the bottom, for the same purpose.
Breakfast salad might be served with an egg (fried or boiled) placed on top. Often the salad is topped with a dollup of yogurt, feta cheese or fresh herbs. Pita or toast can be served on the side.
So tomorrow morning, consider a fresh, Israeli salad for breakfast along with your cup of coffee. Your mouth and body will thank you all day long.
If you are buying chocolate this Valentine’s Day – look for Divine Chocolate. It’s Fair Trade. All proceeds go directly to the cooperative. It’s delectable.
I took a little time to explore the word love – its history, meanings and etymology. This exploration took me on an interesting journey. Come along with me.
As a noun love can mean “affection” and “friendliness.” As a verb it means “to care” or “to desire.”
Another word with the same meaning was the word “believe,” from the Old English belyfan. Originally “believe” meant “to hold dear,” or “to desire.”
In the late 12th century we find the word “belief” from the Old English geleafa, meaning “hold dear” or “love.” Originally, it was not connected in any way with our modern idea of religion or faith.
Jesus understood this original meaning (Mark 2:5, 5:34, 10:52, 11:22). The word in the original Greek of the New Testament is pistis. Jesus exclaimed that God healed because of the recipients’ own pistis – to have belief in this sense of “to hold dear,” and “to desire.” Pistis can be translated “to have faith” from the Latin root word fidere, meaning “to commit to,” or “to trust.” Jesus was clear that God healed wherever there was trust, desire and commitment – in other words surrender to something larger than oneself.
A theological meaning for the word “faith” as in “faith that Jesus was God” doesn’t attach to the word until the late 14th century.
Lastly I looked up another word often used along with the word “love” – the word “compassion.” Its root meaning is “to suffer with” (Latin, com-pati). This is the ability to see the world through someone else’s eyes; to identify with someone so closely that we suffer with them when they suffer. This requires being open enough to come to know the other person, no matter how different they are, or how much we may think we dislike them.
In the end, our growth comes through our commitment and desire to become compassionate – the ability to suffer with others. To move beyond the Golden Rule of treating others the way we want to be treated – to knowing enough about others to treat them the way they want to be treated.
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Now this is romance. This will allow us to fall in love with the world – right where we are, as we are. No chocolate, flowers or date required. This is the ultimate romance that will change the world.
Fall in love with the world and life becomes very romantic. Do what you love with people you enjoy. Then you will be living a fabulous life. If romance with another person crosses your path, well that is just icing on this already many-layered cake!
Treat yourself for Valentine’s Day – Bread and Tulips is a film about falling in love with life – and accepting it as it really is – rather than how we would like it to be. Once we truly accept the reality of our lives we can make real changes to live authentically and with integrity. Ladder of Years by Anne Tyler is a provacative book along the same lines.
A special Valentine’s Day message to my DH – You bring out the best in me. Sharing our life journeys has been an unexpected gift. It is a joy to live with someone who shares my values and passion for social justice. I admire your volunteer work and writing to move the political discourse in our community forward. Your ability to listen and share thoughtfully keep me grounded. You find beauty in unexpected places. Life with you is the best Valentine!
Tonight we dined on a tagine dish delivered to us by our friend J. I believe her recipe had carrots, squash, caramelized onion, chick peas, raisins, clove, turmeric, cinnamon and preserved lemons. I added the rice and slice roasted chicken breast. The flavors are intense, rich, sublime – and delivered! What more can you ask? I am delighted that she made extra and took time to get it to us.
Tagine is an ancient Moroccan way of cooking using a clay pot. Placed in the oven with the food in the dish that forms the base, vegetables and meat come out tender, caramelized and very fragrant.
She also gave us a beautiful jar of preserved lemon (and recipes) during the holidays. I’m looking forward to making a tagine dish myself. Thanks J.!
Jesus described himself as anthropos. This word in the Greek text was originally translated “son of man.” We can better translate it today as “the human one.” The latter is the central truth of Christianity.
If the central truth of Christianity is what it means to be a human person we have to ask ourselves, does the practice of American Catholicism bring us closer to this truth? Christianity, including Catholicism, should foster human persons who have developed their own well-formed interior moral sense. Well formed enough to be able to look beyond their own immediate family, circle or group. Well formed enough to have the compassion to go deeper and want to change the legal, political, social and economic structures that keep people, indeed entire nations, in poverty. Charity alone won’t accomplish this.
Instead, in observing North American Catholic communities, Catholicism seems to foster what governments also hope to accomplish; too many people who look to external authorities for moral guidance instead of forming their own; too many who are compliant with cultural norms – even when those norms or lifestyles create suffering elsewhere in the world.
American Catholicism exhibits an obvious clericalism that promotes poor personal boundaries and the abdication of personal responsibility. Too many practicing American Catholics are committed to attending Mass every Sunday yet resist moving out into the world and learning about the complex nature of poverty. It seems that American Catholics have more concern and interest in sports teams.
Is this all Catholicism can achieve in North America? If this is where we are as an American Catholic community, we wouldn’t score high on any evaluation I can think of.
While part of this can be blamed on a Church that has become inculturated, we need to look critically at church legal and organizational structures that promote external authority and immaturity over adult responsibility. From ordinational leadership with no accountability to the annulment tribunal, we as Catholics have succumbed to church structures that promote the value of external authority rather than take responsibility for the development of our own mature autonomy – primacy of conscience.
Yet we claim to be Catholic Christians. As such, we claim to be called by God to live differently in the world. We claim to be discerning and listening to the Spirit. By definition this means we live by our own well-formed interior authority, God’s authority within us – not exterior authority, not the expectations of our culture or society. Do we?
In this season of fires in the fireplace and candles on the table, more comfort food comes to mind.
When you are the oldest of seven children you learn to cook early in life. This was a good thing. The first time I made this banana bread I was in the fourth grade. It came out picture perfect. It smelled heavenly. It is best right out of the oven, sliced and slathered with melted butter.
In fourth grade, I wrote down the recipe on a card and I have been using this same recipe card ever since. It still has my fourth grade hand writing on it! Of course the recipe card is now faded, yellowed and splattered with batter droplets.
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My own children enjoyed it, as did guests when served topped with berries and whipped cream, yogurt or vanilla ice cream. I have drizzled it with frosting and sprinkled warmed slices with powdered sugar. I have spread cream cheese between two thin slices and serve it as small sandwiches.
You can exchange the bananas for zuchini or cranberries. Or replace half the sugar with orange juice. This is a no-fail recipe. You can be sure of it because even a fourth grader can do it!
Here is the original recipe:
In a bowl beat 2 eggs ’till fluffy, add 1 stick softened butter, 1 (or reduce to 1/2) cup sugar and 2 large or 3 medium ripe bananas. Slowly add blended dry ingredients: 2 cups flour, 1 tsp salt, 1 tsp baking soda, 1/2 cup nuts (optional). Turn into a greased loaf pan. Bake at 375F for 45-60 minutes.
That’s it. My fourth grade nose can smell it even now . . .
When visiting Israel, I noticed that people in coffee shops and restaurants were tucking into big bowls of salad for breakfast. Could that be true? Yes! Israelis love salad for breakfast and they grow fabulous vegetables year ’round. So why not?
