humanity
Humanity topics include pieces on the real lives of chefs, professionals, amateurs, inspiring youth, influencers, and general feel good human stories in the Feast food sphere.
Ooh, That Alfredo
I am an elementary educator. I made it home completely drained. Depleted to the point of sheer exhaustion, I walked in the door and kicked my shoes across the room. The torture device called my bra was taken off next. Hindered by it's restricted straps and in pain from the much needed underwire, I took it off immediately without taking off my shirt. It was flung successfully onto a door knob. The weight of gravity never felt so good as my breast went back to where nature intended them to be. I unbuttoned my pants and ran my hands along the ripples on my stomach created by a waist band just a little too tight from Marketside decadent chocolate chunk cookies and Little Debbie strawberry shortcake rolls ice cream.
By Theresa Marie Cain2 years ago in Feast
Pillows of Love
It was 2011, the day after my husband’s burial. The exhausting run of hospital visits, sleepless nights, hospice, and the random sandwich in a knotted stomach was over...for now. There was so much sadness, guilt, and worry that I wasn’t sure if I could bear it. There was the stress of making arrangements and stifling my grief while contending with scheduling and finances. A father and a stepdad who could not be in the same room for longer than a few minutes. Corralling my hubby’s family and updating friends. I was nothing short of a hot mess.
By Lynn Jordan2 years ago in Feast
Carrot ginger soup. Top Story - October 2023.
The unfamiliarity of the surrounding walls has me trapped in a turmoil. The air is soaked with a scent that has yet to be mine, I am breathing in my new reality and it is nearly suffocating. My existence has been altered and I can only adapt to my current environment.
By Andie Emerson2 years ago in Feast
Grandma's Beef Stew
My grandma's beef stew is something that I feel most all of us women in the family know how to cook. Well, any one of us that has ever taken any amount of time to learn it that is. I was first given the recipe when I was just 19 years old and marrying my highschool sweetheart. My aunt had decided to do a special activity at my bridal shower where all the women wrote down recipes and any advice they may have for me as I embarked on this new journey in life. My grandma wrote down a couple of recipes that day for me that she knew I held dear to my heart that were from her kitchen but this one has always been able to make a rainy day seem bright and even a sunny day brighter. It is put together with love, care and all the aspects of a good cook. I believe every single one of us probably cook this dish a little differently, each adding our own flare to it but also somewhat sticking to the original recipe. My grandma likes to say that this dish is about emptying out your pantry and your freezer, anything that needs to be cooked can have a chance to get cooked within this dish. This dish is about family....So, without further pause you will need..
By Lindsey Altom2 years ago in Feast
Fettuccine Alfredo a.k.a. Pasta al Burro
THE STORY This creamy white-sauced pasta-pile should be familiar to you, a warm little nest of noodles to lose yourself in. Familial even. Have you ever eaten Fettuccine Alfredo out at a restaurant, or from home made by your mother using a roux sauce with over a cup of flour in it? How authentic!
By Rob Angeli2 years ago in Feast
What Do You Talk About in Cancer Support Groups Oklahoma City?
Cancer support groups Oklahoma City provide a supportive community to many women diagnosed with breast cancer. From the outside, breast cancer support groups can seem intimidating. There are a lot of misconceptions about these groups that leave women feeling apprehensive, including what is talked about during meetings. However, these discussions are meant to provide helpful tools and uplift women during their journey with breast cancer.
By Project 312 years ago in Feast
Unlock Culinary Bliss: Osso Buco Elevated by Tangy Citrus Gremolata and a Dash of Soothing Balm
Let me take you back to a moment that was filled with warmth, comfort, and a touch of magic. It was during a challenging day, when life seemed to throw one setback after another my way. The weight on my shoulders felt overwhelming, and I yearned for a moment of solace.
By Hippy vagabond2 years ago in Feast
The Legendary Potato Soup. Top Story - October 2023.
Like many great legends, our soup starts with the humblest of beginnings: A scrappy bag of potatoes (already seeding) and a long-forgotten onion. The year was 1993, the location was Mad Manchester and little did we four house-sharing students realise that these past-their-best ingredients were set to become the foodstuffs of alchemic legend.
By Caroline Jane2 years ago in Feast
Split-Rail Chili
Everyone who knows me is well aware that food is my love language. So, it's no surprise that in times of celebration or hardship, my friends and family offer up delicious homemade delicacies to honor whatever circumstances life has thrown my direction. I have received many gorgeous dishes over the years as a token of love and support: my mama's insane cooking (too many meals to mention); nourishing homemade chicken bone broth from my dear friend, Hannah; my mother-in-law's delicious, gooey cinnamon rolls; and my cousin Joy's authentic Italian Pasta e Fagioli (perfected during her time living in Italy). The mouth-watering list goes on and on. Consistently, the aromas, beautiful textures, colors, flavors, and infusion of love that goes into preparing the dish always warm my soul. It is true for me that when you feed my belly, you feed my heart.
By Kristen Balyeat2 years ago in Feast
Single Mom. Georgia Heat. Icebox Cake. Top Story - October 2023.
Growing up with a single mom in Marietta, GA was tough. My twin brother and I would see our dad every other weekend and then spend two weeks in the summer with him. Unfortunately, mom was bitter and this caused her to lash out at us, berating him and whoever he was with. After a while, we would just stop saying anything about our time with him but this made the atmosphere at home so dark and depressing. This summer was hot and we had just returned from our two weeks with Dad in Florida and our air conditioning was not keeping up with the sweaty Georgia heat. We were not looking forward to the onslaught of mom’s ranting about dad when mom came out of the kitchen with a smile on her face. “I made your favorite,” she said. “Favorite what?” was all I could think. She went back into the kitchen and brought out a plate my grandmother handed down to her and perched on top was a big mound of Icebox cake. “Your grandmother used to make this for us in the summers – they call it Icebox cake because we would put it in the icebox to keep cold back before refrigerators,” she said proudly. She sliced off two large pieces for us both – careful to cut across the cake so the result was a zebra stripe effect that made it look even better. “Some people just keep it in the fridge,” she continued, “…but I like it better in the freezer. Plus, it lasts longer!” It didn’t last longer with us. Next thing I know we are going back for seconds, and mom had the sense to put it back before we could devour it. Simple. Cold. Refreshing. Fun. I forgot about how hot it was, and mom focused on putting a smile on our faces instead of interrogating us. What a wonderful, simple treat that was.
By James Schaeffer2 years ago in Feast
Grandma's Healing Recipe: Chicken and Dumplings for the Soul
In the darkest of moments, when life seemed to have thrown all its chaos at me, I received a comforting dish that not only nourished my body but also my soul. It was a dish that my grandmother, a woman of incredible strength and warmth, used to prepare – her famous Chicken and Dumplings.
By Sulley Samira 2 years ago in Feast
Aunt Mary's Christmas fruit cake
My Aunt Mary is the kindest soul you will ever meet on this earth, besides my mother, rest her soul. She lived in a tiny apartment in Brooklyn N.Y. for forty years, and absolutely refused to move or allow anyone to relocate her. Yet that tiny apartment has seen more love and kindness than any palace or mansion could ever accommodate. She just kept on giving and giving until only an act of nature could uproot her. During the Coronavirus outbreak, she was forced to leave and go live with her daughter.
By Novel Allen2 years ago in Feast
