That's Jen, my MaBelle. Isn't she purdy? I seriously wish I could tell you how old she is so you could all marvel at what good eating gets you when your... ahem.. a bit older, but she is so darn sensitive about her top secret age and if I mentioned it here, she would disown me. Still, I could tell you my age and let you guess? I'm almost 40 and not shy about it at all. Pretty hawt, right?
She was one of the rare birds, back in the day, hauling my sister and I to the small, dark food coops she went to in search of nutritious food. Then, people eating real butter were considered fringe, and anyone not feeding their kids sugar were considered odd. Thanks Mom, for feeding us butter, even when the people around you were lining up to buy tickets for the margarine train to hell.
For Christmas this year, our family and my sister's family split the cost of buying my mom a load of meat, good meat. We found a farm in B.C. that raised their animals on organic, lush pastures and used low stress handling. We picked out a whack of meat and had it delivered. Are we cool or what?
A little 'danka' to my Slovak Mama who always fed us real food in spite of what anyone said. You showed us what it felt like to live in healthy bodies and you used your hard-earned money to buy good food even when you didn't have much of it to spend. Moreover, thank you for teaching us to question 'conventional wisdom'. You taught us to think for ourselves and to disregard nonsensical rhetoric, regardless of its source.
To Jen: For all the times I thought my friends had it good with their Cap'n Crunch cereal and their white bread sandwiches, I come to you now, ego in back pocket and say "you were right Mom". Wow, I am such a good daughter. Way better than my little sister. For sure.
Here's a couple dishes mom has come up with. Makes me hungry just looking at them.
Homemade broth with veggies and pastured, heritage pork.
Pastured, heritage pork, broccoli, and squash with coconut oil.
Pastured eggs, bacon, butter and homemade coconut flour muffin.
Grass fed New York strip steak and organic kale salad.
touching :)! and the food looks yummy!!
ReplyDeleteOh my gosh T, you have me sitting here all misty. What a lovely "ode to mamma". Wow, I feel so famous now. (Is this my 3 minutes of fame?) Your phraseology "lining up to buy tickets for the margarine train to hell" is hysterical (if not also terribly sad). Now I'm the one who goes to you for nutritional wisdom and I am so proud of you. You are indeed a good daughter and I get a kick out of the way you "bait" your little sister. I think you'll be hearing from her soon.
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ReplyDeleteHey, why did I remove a comment? I didn't! Weird.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Shazi :)
Awww shucks, Ma...
"Little sister" knows she is powerless against "big sister". She is not so foolish to challenge the Almighty Tara *insert maniacal laugh here*
Lovely post :)
ReplyDeleteThank YOU, Tara's mama, because there are so many of us who benefit from her knowledge, love and passion of good, healthy being. :)