Posts

Small Changes to Join a Bigger Movement

For me it all started with the West Side Market.  The West Side Market is the oldest operating indoor/outdoor market space in Cleveland, Ohio. It opened in 1840, and it has been a big part of my family. There were many trips made there in my childhood. But for the past seven years, I have been a loyal customer. Every two weeks, I drag one of my kids, or my husband out on an early Saturday morning to stock our freezer for the planned meals. When you listen to many chefs describe food, they will tell you that your fish should smell like the ocean if it’s fresh. But no one really tells you what your meat should smell like. I’m going to tell you. It should smell like earth. Fresh beef smells of the grass that it fed on. Chicken smells earthy too, with a flowery scent on the back of it. Lamb smells like grass, but a little gamier. I used to shop at the big box store. Around here Giant Eagle is king. Then, after going to the market a few times, I found that I just couldn’t stomach the sme
Post a Comment
Read more

What Came from Florida

It was not my intention to jump right into major issues right off the bat, but then Florida. I am certain you know what I am talking about. A former student went into a school and shot it up. Now my Facebook feed is filled with two sides of an issue. Some people want gun control, some want mental health coverage. First we need to start at home. Instead of blaming the FBI for not noticing a single nut job and taking action, we need to blame ourselves for not noticing. We need to stop blocking out our neighbors and start talking to them again. We need to look over the fence. Be friends, find people in need and do what we can to help. Community starts from the bottom to the top. We can’t look to our leaders to provide this for us. Leaders are good at laws and regulation. You cannot regulate human kindness. More and more people are not going to churches for it either. Why? Because religion is just a different set of laws and you can’t regulate human kindness. We have a so
Post a Comment
Read more

I am The Revolutionary Daughter

My family left Suffolk England for Suffolk Massachusetts in 1633. We came over in service of the King, to expand his territories and create a wonderful new land in the name of England. By the time the Revolutionary War came about, I had family on both sides. Some fought for the King, some fought for their rights as Americans. I have family members that were Puritans, a very distant uncle that settled Hartford Connecticut, and family members that have fought in every single war since then. That line of family, the Moodies, well, the name dies with my Grandmother. But the blood lives on. I am a revolutionary Daughter. And I am of the sole belief that we need to Revolt again against our government. When this country was born, it was born on ideals that the wisest and noblest men should stand before us and speak for us as a nation. Ironically, the wisest and noblest men among us now work in television, as comedians, reminding us what our government shouldn’t be. Our government is
Post a Comment
Read more