You can always sit with us I think, feel, believe in my bones as I pinch my finger on a folding chair and cuss under my breath I think, feel, believe in my bones that it is always better to land on the side of love. Under my breath, I murmur I know I will […]
Hosting for the Anxious Introvert
by on November 1, 2018 24 Comments
As I walked to work today, I passed a store specializing in all things kitchen related. Through the giant picture window I saw a gorgeous table set for Thanksgiving dinner. A wooden table provided the rustic backdrop for individual stacks of matte charcoal dishes. Neutral-coloured pumpkins were scattered amidst candles and greenery. It was perfect. […]
My Mom’s Love Letter: Ojinguh over Fire
by on August 5, 2018 Leave a Comment
When I was a teenager living in the Midwest, I ate dried squid in the winter. My mom would roast the ojinguh in our fireplace while cups of Swiss Miss hot cocoa grew cold waiting on a coffee table close by. Mary, Joseph and Baby Jesus sat on our mantel above the fireplace where she […]
Beatitude for the Privileged
by on July 17, 2017 8 Comments
“Blessed are you when you give a feast and invite those who cannot repay you; for you will be repaid at the resurrection of the just.” —Luke 14:14 In Luke 14, we find Jesus dining at the house of a well-connected man, a ruler who kept company with the influential and affluent Pharisees. Jesus tells […]
The Legacy of Potatoes in the Oven
by on November 13, 2016 7 Comments
Growing up, it wasn’t uncommon for my sisters and me to have friends over for dinner. My mom isn’t a gourmet chef, but she can cook a meal that is warm, delicious and nourishing. It was nothing too fancy for a weeknight dinner cooked by a working mom, but it was homemade nevertheless and always […]
