Sunshine and I had a conversation about this. “Food is love.” This took place in the car, where Sunshine carried a lap full of steaming hot Indian food: fresh rice and sabji, home made yoghurt with chick pea flour dumplings, chutneys and a generous portion of kir. We were on our way to a traditional Ukrainian Christmas Eve meal when this conversation took place. It was a multi faith kind of event, given the participants were Catholic, Buddhist, Hindu and Buddhist/Christian sympathetic. A very congenial group and I honestly think this is the way to world peace. Sit us all down and make us eat together!
Mother and son. Elaine and Grant preparing the pyrogi, cabbage rolls, piroshki, crepes, hand picked morels in cream and the traditional starter of wheat cooked with honey and poppy seed, as gratitude for the harvest. Elaine began the meal with a blessing sung in Ukrainian. We completed the meal in the time honoured way of loosening our belts and moaning about how much we ate.
The next day, the tofu turkey was ditched in favour of Sunshine’s mom’s dishes, very nice for me as I was up for cooking that day. Again with the loosening of the belt loops.
Boxing day was an interesting combination of both Indian and Ukrainian with some greek spanakopita thrown in for good measure. Finished with little cheesecakes. A very successful meeting of cultures.
Sunshine and I have been sisters for almost four years. If we hadn’t had the chance to meet we would have missed all this! We are very lucky to know one another and by extension all the people we bring into each other’s lives. Not bad at all to think about as the new year looms.
Sunshine’s theme this Christmas has been all sorts of cooking. She is planning to get some of her recipes and successes written about so watch this space!