February 8, 2011

By Elisa

What feeds your hunger as a question seems to lead to a metaphor.  So,  what feeds my soul is deep quiet, unfettered time, an uninterrupted  view.  What feeds my body is similar.  Slowly cooked food, food that  begins with ingredients- that are changed by what I do to them and by  time and alchemy.  I love to make jam, especially from fruit from my  friend’s gardens.  I love to feed others and receive compliments on my  food.  And so by feeding others, my ego is fed too.