Tend to faith, family and food in the kitchen

ANALYSIS/OPINION: It’s time, folks. It’s time to celebrate our moms’ and our grandmas’ kitchens with

It’s time, folks.

It’s time to celebrate our moms’ and our grandmas’ kitchens with comfort food.

Why such a proposition as this time? Well, if more of the financiers of the hell-raisers turning our streets into violent pathways of anti-ism, the protesters would be too busy to drum up anger.

Perhaps even The Donald and Uncle Joe would have been kinder and gentler to each had they been prepping a digestible meal for Chris Wallace — digestible, for sure, being the operative word. They then would have been able to say grace, break bread together and spoon feed the audience. Instead, antacids and other tummy soothers were on the post-debate menu.

2020, it seems, is the year of upsetting apple carts, by any means necessary, which is why it’s time to take a leap.

Redirect that energy, soothe the soul.

Get in the kitchen, boil a pot of potatoes, peel them, add milk and butter, and whip away for you and your family. If that sounds too simple that’s because it is, and that’s why mashed potatoes is considered a “comfort food.”

Lord knows we need more comfort.

To many, home cooking is a foreign concept. To some, Door Dash and Uber Eats are BFFs, and to still others, home cooking means anything edible that can be nuked in your oven of choice — the microwave — especially during the pandemic.

People have lost loved ones, their jobs, their income, their access to a familiar house of worship.

Sure, food stamps, food kitchens and good Samaritans are trying to put food on the tables for those in need. Bread for the World, the Red Cross, the Salvation Army and Feeding America are feeding the tummies and souls of countless people around the globe (and we should continue blessing them).

This time of year, too, is harvest time — when farms allow people to glean what’s often referred to a produce #2, which sometimes includes carrots, leafy vegetables and pumpkins that aren’t perfectly shaped. And, yes, potatoes. (If you’re in or near the D.C. area, check with Miller Farms in Clinton, Maryland, I’ve often gleaned there.)

During these COVID-19 times, the kitchen may be serving as the classroom, an office or Zoom central.

So be it.

The kitchen is still the heart of the home, where we nourish the human needs of faith, family and food.

Get busy.

Deborah Simmons can be contacted at [email protected]

Sign up for Daily Opinion Newsletter

Source Article