I tapped Emma, resting on Jane’s lap: You see it in Austen. She only mentions food as a means to bring characters together, reveal aspects of their nature and their moral fiber. Hemingway does the same, though he skews more towards the drinks. Nevertheless, it’s never about the food – it’s about what the food becomes in the hands of the giver and the recipient.
I loved exploring how Jane Austen and other writers used food and I dug into cookbooks, cooked up meals and learned new recipes. I also learned that Jane Austen had it right – a lot of stew is a good way to go. She didn’t necessarily write about stew, but during her lifetime it was a staple. Salads were viewed with a bit of suspicion.
But I’m not digging in cookbooks to write a book today; I’m digging around in books and cookbooks to help my daughter combat Hashimoto’s Thyroiditis. I’m learning a great deal about this auto-immune disease and the #1 cause of thyroiditis in the US. I am also learning that stews, well-cooked meats and vegetables, are great for a healing intestine. And that’s my goal – to help my daughter heal her stomach and intestines in an effort to get her immune system to stop attacking her thyroid.
And while my motivation for digging into cookbooks is different these days, I still agree with Lizzy from Lizzy and Jane: “Great writers and my mom never used food as an object. Instead it was a medium, a catalyst to mend hearts, to break down barriers, to build relationships.” For while food, in this present case, is a medium; it is also a sign of love. In solidarity with her, I’m eating the same diet (including all those fermented vegetables) to convey my love and show her she is not alone.
That’s what I’m up to right now. What about you? What are you reading?
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