The internet really is the perfect venue for microhistory, isn’t it? Not only can you find all the big news online, but you can also drill down, with very little effort, to see how individual people felt about said big news. Also what they were eating that week.
Today I’m feeling all the feelings. I’m feeling angry that we live in a world where such hate and violence can be allowed to happen. I’m disappointed that these attacks have brought out the worst in people, and provided many with an excuse to set compassion aside. I’m comforted that they’ve also brought out the best in people and I’m rethinking my stance on hashtags. I’m frustrated at the maddening selectivity of our grief and outrage. I’m exasperated that in a time when we should be coming together, we instead find it appropriate to assert our moral superiority with public declarations that we ourselves are upset by all tragedies, and not just those that impact westerners, and that other people’s empathy is inappropriately distributed. I’ve grown weary of the Facebook news cycle, predictable in all its pendulum-swinging. But mostly I’m just sad. Sad for Paris, sad for Beirut, sad for the hundreds and thousands year after year who won’t come home to their families. Sad for the loved ones they left behind. Sad that there are no easy answers; that this will happen again and again and again; that all we seem able to do is superimpose a flag on our profile picture, post a status update, tweet, like, share, and debate the okayness or not-okayness of being sad about certain things, in a certain way. Can we all agree just to be sad in our own way?
It feels strange and maybe not okay to be posting about meal planning in the context of all the awful things going on in the world, because it seems dismissive and really isn’t relevant. These horrible tragedies happen and they’re impossible to process and how can life go on, how can you think about something as banal as dinner when the world is so huge and complicated and beautiful and terrible? But you have to. You have to think about dinner – even when you’re thinking about other, bigger, more important things – because you still need to eat. And for some reason you got onto this microhistory kick with food and culture and what’s going on in the world, and this kind of thing was bound to happen eventually and maybe you should have thought about that before but now you’re on the roller coaster and you can’t get off. And a thing about this world is that these things somehow exist alongside each other, maybe more so than ever, now that we’re all so closely connected.
Maybe just stop reading here if the dinner thing bothers you. This post isn’t really about food anyway.
Here’s what we’re having this week:
Sunday: Sausages and perogies (sausages made by Justin, perogies made and frozen by his mum when she visited us in the spring)
Monday: Roast chicken with vegetables
Tuesday: Creamy basil parmesan Italian soup from Carlsbad Cravings
Wednesday: Squash and kale curry (I don’t have a recipe for this because I just kind of throw a bunch of stuff together)
Thursday: Cheesy chicken, broccoli and rice casserole from Brown Eyed Baker
Friday: Sun-dried tomato, spinach and basil spaghetti from Yammie’s Noshery
Saturday: Closet Cooking’s Lasagna stuffed spaghetti squash
Let’s all take some time this week to be kind to ourselves, and each other.