ICYMI this morning.
A “forever” feast in a forever place.
On this mountain the Lord of hosts will make for all peoples a feast of rich food, a feast of well-aged wine, of rich food full of marrow, of aged wine well refined.
I remember with joy and fondness helping my “Nana” (my maternal grandmother) cook. I remember that she was a wonderful cook. She taught me a lot about cooking good, family, meals – taught me either directly or through my mother, whom she also taught.
Nana’s “everyday” meals like spaghetti and sausage, potato pancakes, or chicken soup and “rocks” (dumplings) were just awesome!
But it was Nana’s “feasts” for Thanksgiving and Christmas that really stand out in my memory.
To this day, Nancy and I still use some of Nana’s recipes for turkey, stuffing, and, at Christmas, “Christmas Candles” (a peeled banana standing upright in a ring of pineapple…
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