Market, memoir, and magic: Take nothing for granted

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choice, Damien Echols, Eddie Vedder, farmer's market, food, inspiration, Life After Death, magic, memoir, take nothing for granted, West Memphis Three

I’ve finally read Damien Echols’ Life After Death. I’ve seen exactly none of the documentaries about the West Memphis Three (yet), though I’ve poured over wm3.org and followed the case in the later years of Echols’ (and Baldwin’s, and Misskelley’s) incarceration with interest and empathy.

I’ve considered what it must be like to suffer though you’ve done nothing wrong, and to have few people believe you.

So I read the 400-page memoir over two days last week and then, with no time to sit and reflect, closed the book and jumped up to make the farmer’s market before it closed.

I did not expect to find chanterelle mushrooms. I bought them.

This past weekend, I fried them up and ate them and Echols’ words flashed back into my brain as I chewed.

I blogged while hungry again: Muffin tin quiches

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feed me, food, food matters, healthy food, muffin tin quiche, picky eaters, quiche, recipe, sneaking veggies into food, toddler food, vegetarian

I won’t say that my blog is having an identity crisis, only that perhaps I am, but I think it still kind of wants to be a food blog.

I pin a lot of recipes on Pinterest—because sometimes my tiny eater is picky but I’m not. I like to cook and eat new things. It’s a different interpretation of all the “trying” I document here.

The challenge to get my kid to eat vegetables continues. Right now, he’s really into cheese and fruit with his protein. He won’t completely ignore veggies, but he doesn’t ask for them or go to town on them, either. We do a lot of broccoli mac and cheese, shrimp and shroom alfredo linguini, and veggie pizza.

And when mama needs a break from that stuff, she resorts to sneaking greens and reds and oranges into likable, recognizable staples. Enter the muffin tin quiches.

A new thing I’m trying is getting people to try new things

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food, spaghetti, trying new foods, trying new things, zucchini

Spaghetti made out of zucchini! With shrooms! In alfredo! Eat it and like it.

I used to think being described as “preachy” or “demanding” was a horrible thing. It’s something I’ve actively tried not to do, for a very long time, to varying degrees of success.

Mostly, this relates to food. I love food, as evidenced by the fact that I don’t have a food blog but I sort of blog about food constantly. I’m an 11-year pesco-lacto-ovo vegetarian (i.e., I eat fish, dairy, and eggs, but no other animal products). I’ve been the victim of countless, shameless attempts to coerce or trick me into eating meat, and it sucks, and I never wanted to do that to anyone else with, say, tempeh or kale.