A few months ago I was asked to do a piece for the MAD food blog by Gabe Ulla and Rene Redzepi…yes that Rene:
..a piece about culinary justice in action. Here you can read about how one very special leaf on my family tree has affected my culinary journey and how I see myself in the flow of time. Nyapo’s Garden is even more special to me because my Mother, Pat, referenced in the piece, passed away on March 17 and I never got to share this with her. Thanks to Rene and Gabe for bringing this to life.
Please accept my sincere condolences on the loss of your mother. My heart goes out to you. My mother was killed in a car crash last May and I am in the middle of planting a vegetable garden in her honor. Your article is beautiful and so very resonant to me (even though I come from a white European South Carolina line and, while my ancestors weren’t rich enough to be rice millionaires, they admittedly surely had slaves). Thank you for reminding me over and over again of the patient, dark-skinned hands who helped cook Sunday dinners alongside my great-grandmama and who diapered my mama, and did so much GOOD, through centuries, silent to the future except for voices like yours. I know you will cherish your mother in your heart always, and that she must be so very proud of you.
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So eloquently written! Your mother would be proud!