Monday, October 31, 2011

The Gift of Giving and the Joy of Cooking

The new reflection on my life brings to light a need to do more with my life and have more of an impact on others. I am searching for new ways  to use my "gifts" to bring more joy to others and in turn more joy for myself.

Although I recently re-committed my time to a local shelter program for women and children, I found through journaling for the Bible series I can do more.

One of my "gifts" is Cooking. More of a blessing handed down by the best cooks in the world, My Grandmother, Aunts and Cousins. I have a true feeling of joy when cooking. I am a "foodie" and like all foodies, I love to eat. This is quite natural coming from New Orleans. Although I have met many a New Orleanian that can not cook, I never met one that did not like to eat. I am so thankful the "no cooking" part was not true for my family.

My love of cooking started with my Grandmother in NOLA. As a girl I would go "make groceries" with her and plan the daily meal. This often meant we were having what she or I wanted to eat that day. Oh Joy!
My Grandmothers reputation as a cook and joy of giving kept a crowd in her kitchen from morning to night. It was mostly our immediate and "extended family" there, but that extension was a cord at least 50 miles long.

"Grandmother" and "Pawpa" were from rural Louisiana and moved to New Orleans to raise their family.
My Grandfather was a man of few words and when he spoke it often sounded like Paw bear from Hillbilly Bears.
Hillbilly Bear Throwback  Don't sleep on the premise. Nothing like hanging with Dad, even in "toonville".

Our "Pawpa" was not going to repeat himself so you had to pay close attention when he was speaking. I loved his way. In every right my Grandfather was also a great cook. He cooked the best skillet scrambled eggs in the world, often the one making breakfast for himself and the family before going off to work during the week. Weekend breakfast was a larger affair and more collaborative effort. As a child and young man living in the "Country",  my Grandfather routinely hunted or fished for his family meals. Later in his life, living in New Orleans he took our family on many trips out to the "Country" where my Grandfather would get with his peeps to hunt or fish and my Grandmother would get with her peeps and cook, it was the Always The Best Time in My Life!

My Grandmother was purely and simply love personified tending to her family with the love, care and wisdom of a family laureate. She was my Hero as a girl and my Hero still from the hereafter.

Most of my Grandmother and Grandfather's family were still in the "Country" and I can remember asking to go to the" Country" for weekend visits. When we did it was a party. Food, lots of food, Music,  lots of music, Family, lots of family and Drink, lots of drink. The city cousins kissed the country cousins and caught up with each others lives. Do not let the "Country" fool you those "Country" cousins had it going on with college degrees and were very active in the community. City cousins - not so much. What we truly shared were family ties. But the overwhelming feeling was a sense of Joy and Love. Love for each other, for our lives and Joy in the world we lived in. Al Green - Let's Stay Together A family anthem! I wish I had video of my family singing this back in the day.

Sundays were the best days and because of the wonderful times we had on Sunday I still hold that day as a sacred time for family. Life now in Chicago, family day may be a Wednesday but the theme is always the same, love. We have less family members gathering with less food and less music and much less drink but the love is still the same and we still like to eat.

Those of you that have seen the movie Soul Food or the BET series by the same name depicting family gatherings around a large meal will understand what Sunday mealtime can be in a afro centric household.

Kitchen time in my Grandmother's house hold many memories for me. There were several kitchens in different homes over the years,  painted yellow and always in the back of those "shot gun" houses, famous in New Orleans. The women of the family would gather with the radio always on but the music will never be the same.

Let me take you back if you were there and if not let me" hip" you to it. Click the song title!

Slippin Into darkness - WAR If your going to listen to WAR then you must play All Day Music, it even has the vinyl touch. All day one of my all time jamzzz. My Uncles would play this in the park and jam with it on their bongos. The best days ever!
Zoom - Do I have to say?
I'd Rather Be With You- Bootsy
A Family Affair - Sly Stone This is Church!

I got to stop now, I'm hurting myself, too much music for one post!

Words of wisdom were shared as we snapped, picked, peeled, sliced and diced culinary delight and our family bond grew stronger with every pear we pared.

Whether in the City or the Country, meals with my NOLA family (especially on Sunday) were superb! These were true moment of Joy, times I try to recreate now with every pot of red beans I make, every pot of gumbo, every pot of greens, every pan of dressing, bowl of potato salad... oh I could go on forever.

And now this gift of cooking which is really more of a blessing that came with words of wisdom handed down from those wonderful women, is a gift I always love to share with family and friends.  Some recipes have been slightly altered for heart health, but none lack Full Soul Flavor.

Part of my new found commitment to joy is to share this gift of cooking with more people. I am starting with a special friend who is also a great cook which makes this just "that" much more special. As a cook, the best thing in the world is when someone cooks for you and it's good! Her Pot of Beans are in the Crock Pot now smellin good! The recipe is below - my gift to you!

Beans take a lot of time to cook right so plan to be home or use the Crock Pot and double the Cook Time.
Either way, pour yourself a favorite drink, turn on the "radio", pullout the chopping board and EnJoy!

Red Beans with Smoked Turkey Tails

Ingredients

1lb. pkg of dried red kidney beans
4 large smoked turkey tails
4 large bay leaves
1 medium white onion
1 large green pepper
4 cloves fresh garlic
1 Tb spoon season salt
1 Tb spoon cayenne pepper
Regular salt and black pepper "to taste" at the end of cooking
4 scallion tops diced for garnish

Prep

Soak beans overnight then rinse and drain.

Fill 8 quart pot with water and boil turkey tails until "fork" tender - about 5 hours, depending on size. Allow tails to cool to touch and remove from water, leave water from turkey tail boil in pot. Pull meat from tail bone and skin. Discard bone and skin. Set meat aside.

Dice onion, green pepper and garlic.

Cook Time

Leave remaining water from tail boil in pot and add water to 3/4 full line in pot. Add beans, turkey meat, onion, green pepper and garlic, bay leaves, season salt and cayenne to water. Cover pot and boil on med high flame for 3 hours. Lower flame to med low and boil additional 1 to 1 and 1/2 hours or until beans are "finger" soft. Add additional water to pot to half full if goes below half line during cooking.

Taste after 3 hours and add regular salt and black pepper to taste before finishing cook time. Serve over rice. Top with scallions at serving.

If you are not familiar with bay leaves, please do not eat the leaf, remove at serving.

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When your beans turn out right - true Joy!

Saturday, October 29, 2011

"A Letter To My Brother" Ode' to Music

Part of the Bible series "Reaching Your Financial Destiny" encourages you to reach out to family and friends with simple acts of kindness. The series asks that we use our "gifts" of cooking, singing, writing or whatever those gifts or talents may be, to help someone else. The thought being that in giving you receive.

The first thing I did was send an email to my Brother who lives out of state. After recent calls and multiple texts not returned, I decided to send the email.

The email in a nutshell went something like "I love you. It will be OK, hold on to your family, I am here for you". He replied something like "thank you for the kind words, I will be OK, working it out the best I can right now, I love you".

I cried reading his reply.

My Brother and I are our parent's only children and for the first 15 years of my life he was the closest person to me. We shared everything including our bedroom until around age 13 when he moved into the basement with the hopping spiders.

Bro and I also shared our parents, primarily our Mother's love for music, he more so than I and became a musician. Garage Band, Music Conservatory, Paying Gigs, Studio Owner Musician.

Our Mother, who has an appreciation of all thing music, introduced us to a vast array of music genres.  Bro however loved everything rock, mostly metal and punk as a teen and young adult. I had to be "Gene" when he and the boys did air guitar "Kiss" concerts, because my tongue fit the bill and they were short of boys in the neighborhood that wanted the Gene role. All the boys wanted to be Paul or Ace. I just wanted to "hang" with the boys and was glad I had "gene"tically fit the bill.

Great song by KISS click link below. Everyone especially my Brother should pay close attention to the lyrics. Nothing happens before you can believe in "I".

I - by KISS Click Here

My Mother sings like Barbara Streisand or she used to, now it's more like Leontyne Price and as I reflect, also favored Barbara's look back in the 70's but with a tan. Growing up, music was a major part of our everyday life and often my saving grace. When the music played there was singing which was so much better than the crying or the cursing my Mother could also perform with the same volume and vigor as her stage rendition of "Memory".

Like to hear it? Here it go..
Memory - Barbara Streisand

"And what can I do"? you may ask. Well, I can sing - a little, sang in a couple of choirs, my first solo was "Memory" by Babs. I also love to dance. My girls and I went out dancing a lot back in the day and I was picked out the crowd to be a video dancer several times but decided not to make the casting couch auditions required.

Music Saved My Life - Lil Louis Click Here It saved my life and my soul! I worship Lil' Louis.

My family listened to every kind of music, something I truly appreciate in my adult life. I have found that I know the words to almost every elevator tune, TV commercial sample and oldie but goody.  Maybe I can go on that lyric show and make some dough!

Music was the tie that bound our family together in joy. Some of the best memories of my life are singing and dancing at home with my family. My new joy with music is singing and dancing with the new love of my life. A fav tune of his is "Party in My Tummy" and his new groove is the alphabet song with India Arie and Elmo. It is good to see the appreciation of good music still runs in the family.

India and Elmo sing ABC's click here Now that is good music!

A part of creating more moments of joy in my life will be to spend more time listening, singing and dancing to music. Going to load up my play list with some new tunes.

I miss my Brother.

Thursday, October 27, 2011

Reaching Your Financial Destiny

A major catalyst to starting this blog is the recent opportunity to write a daily journal for a financial Bible series I am leading at a Church in suburban IL. Before starting this Bible series and doing the recommended journal, my writing lately has been limited to the occasional email to family and friends.

In my early life I wrote a lot. Writing was a true joy for me and was often well received. In addition to writing for school, I wrote short stories for fun and poems for love. I used to write letters, real "in the mail letters" to people until I realized they served mostly to make people feel bad about not writing back.

When I was thirteen I wrote in a diary. It was short lived and mostly used to document the hurt and confusion growing up can bring. Writing in my diary then offered little more than proof to my Mother and Brother - the lock was easy to pick - that I had issues and at thirteen who does not have issues, right?

The Bible series I am leading is the title of this post and has really brought a new level of reflection on purpose and potential to my life. Not just from the aspect of money but for everything I have done and am doing with my life now.

Leading a group in a Church setting is a new journey for me. I do not attend Church regularly for many reasons. The main reason I have not attended is because my idea of "Church" has been hard to find, another but far lesser reason is I usually work weekends and evenings.

I intentionally do not wish my postings to be religious in content as my belief system is to allow everyone their beliefs, but for the purpose of this post on how blogging has come into my life and the intended purpose of blogging, I have to include it.

As a girl in New Orleans I attended church All the time and loved it. It was a great sense of Joy, Community and Love in my life. After moving to IL I sporadically attended Church as a teen and young adult finding Church to be not at all like the "Church" experience of my youth.  Instead I found it to be superficial and petty, centering on the Pastor instead of the parishioners. Even in my later attempts to find a Church home, it has been lacking in the congregational connection and community impact that feels right to me.
With that, it was unlikely for me to be in Church leading a Bible series of any kind. It was listening to the "Dave Ramsey" (highly recognized financial guru) radio broadcast that got me to thinking about my feelings and dealings with money and got this ball rolling. I started listening to Dave on my way to work to gain perspective of other views about money. This was in effort to begin a dialog with the man I live with about money, mostly the lack of and use of his money. The attempt to talk about budget, saving and revenue generation ideas for us to try resulted in many long night conversations, a few shed tears and no change at home to our financial "one-ness". For me, listening to Dave helped to gain a new take on my own views abut money and what I have done and can do financially in my life for myself and my family.

As a career corporate educator I have learned by teaching and thought a great way to begin to make these new revelations come to life for me would be to teach the "Dave Ramsey" principles to others. After mentioning this idea to a few people, a Church found their own Bible centered financial series they wanted to offer to their congregation and asked me to lead it.

That is how "Reaching Your Financial Destiny" came into my life and has opened up new and old thoughts and feelings about me and my life. The Bible study teaches what it means to be Christian and how to use your life and money for the advancement of the "Kingdom of God". It also touches on budget and material possession obsession, living with less etc., something I think we all can reflect on with the current state of our economy.

What leading this Bible study has really done for me is affording the time and opportunity to do something I love - Learning and Teaching! It has been a wonderful opportunity to spend time with family and friends and meet new people. It has also allowed me time to be reflective of my life. Sharing my financial journal in the Bible series reminded me how much I loved to write while also making me aware of how my thoughts and feelings can impact others.

With the journaling I began asking questions like "Where am I" and "Where do I want to be"? "Is this enough"? "What more can I do to have a better life"?

To better understand the first question "Where am I?" I begin by reflecting on how I got here. Part of that reflection has led me back to a first love - writing. It has been a long time since the teenage diary days, school papers and prose posing poetry to long lost loves, but the joy I remember having from writing then is the joy I crave more of now in my life.

Blogging, I hope, will help bring back the joy of writing to my life.
Unlocked.

Sunday, October 23, 2011

My First Post "Who am I? Why blog? Why now?

This blog will be about life, joy, food, raising children and grandchildren, love, sex and music with a focus on food, family and music. An uplifting blog filled with reflections and focus on the best things in life all to better appreciate and create better life experiences.

The posts will not be from the perspective of an expert, but more of a "sharing my experiences" journal with the hope of helping me and others to be more reflective of life in effort to receive greater joy moments.

I thought about starting a blog four years ago. I was not working and online all the time looking for work. I also did surveys for cash, products and discounts on stuff. The surveys were a great way to keep me online with easy cash, deodorant and coupons flowing into my mailbox and inbox. There were some great companies four years ago offering this kind of work. On average I earned $25.00 cash per week with very little effort. Not to mention the other benefits of free products and discounts on everything from travel to movie passes. A little online research was all it took for me to get started. I am not doing the online work currently as my life, time and circumstances have changed. Online surveys can also be very time consuming to be of any value.

 Fortunately I found work and made some life changes so the blog never happened until now.

Ah now... it is the last line of a great song from the best band ever.

The song truly captures why I am blogging and what my hope is for this new aspect of my life.

Truth Hits Everybody - The Police Click Here

Truth Hits Everybody by The Police

Sleep lay behind me like a broken ocean
Strange waking dreams before my eyes unfold
You lay there sleeping like an open doorway
I stepped outside myself and felt so cold
Take a look at my new toy
It'll blow your head in two, oh boy

Truth hits everybody, truth hits everyone
Truth hits everybody, truth hits everyone
Truth hits everybody, truth hits everyone

I thought about it and my dream was broken
I clutch at images like dying breath
And I don't want to make a fuss about it
The only certain thing in life is death
Take a look at my new toy
It'll blow your head in two, oh boy
Truth hits everybody, truth hits everyone
Truth hits everybody, truth hits everyone
Truth hits everybody, truth hits everyone

Where you want to be, won't you ever see?
......... Ah now.

Music is poetry to me. You will see a lot of music referenced in my posts. Yes, I will also share recipes for some good ol' soul food to eat and for thought.

In search of greater truth about me, my life and what I want for myself now, I will be writing and sharing my thoughts on love. Love of music, family and food with the hopes of helping anyone and myself along the way to the next joy moment.