Sometimes it is necessary to reteach a thing its loveliness...
Galway Kennell
Early this week, within one twenty four hour period, Facebook delivered to my newsfeed both a link to the sublime little Galway Kennell poem "St. Francis and the Sow" and a link to a study examining the capacity of fruits and vegetables to stay alive long after harvesting.
The study made me wonder about the contents of my vegetable bin: That common carrot? That grocery store tomato? That suspiciously brain shaped cauliflower... Could they be....
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Yep. Probably zombies. |
Even the unattractive, common creatures that wind up at the grocery store.
And it made me wonder if perhaps Saint Francis, after his encounter with the sow, stood up and walked away from the pig sty pondering the same dilemma that I faced after pondering the poem:
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Not sure whether I want to become a full-time vegetarian or make myself a double bacon cheeseburger |
So I reread the study, and thought more about vegetables, and reread the poem, and wished for that burger, and thought about how I hoped St. Francis (who is not known to have been a vegetarian) would've advised me in my predicament:
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(And don't worry too much about whether the lettuce and tomatoes are sentient.) |
Wednesday: Grilled chicken breast and Kale Caesar Salad
Thursday: Bacon Wrapped Tuna Steaks and Sriracha spiked slaw

I'll be making at least one extra piece of tuna for tomorrow night's salad.
Friday:Tuna Salad Nicoise
The Caesar dressing may come back to play here, and I'll be boiling enough eggs and potatoes for the potato salad that's planned for Sunday. If the only tuna salad you can remember starts with a can of tuna and ends with a jar of mayo, try this and let healthful, meaty tuna show you just how lovely it can be.

abundance that they became a nuisance. To me, beautiful creamy avocados are and forever will be a treat, even when they're priced (as they are this week at Aldi) at a humble 35 cents each. Any leftover chicken will work it's way into the filling of the avocados, and if there's no chicken left, I may throw in some shrimp.
(Grilling + avocados= yay! I'm very excited about this!)
Sunday: Black Olive Burgers and Creamy Potato Salad
This potato salad recipe was almost passed over as I hunted for the chunky style of salad I'm more familiar with. But this week is all about rediscovering the ordinary and appreciating those ever undead veggies, so I'm going to try something new.
Really, it's not as if I'm any good at making the type of potato salad I'm used to, so what have I got to lose?
Potato salad and the right way to do it. Now there we could start a small battle of opinions, couldn't we?
And we'd be opinionating about how to cook a cheap, ordinary, ugly little wad of starch that grows in the dirt.
Except not really.
Because there are things that must be retaught their loveliness, and things whose loveliness we ourselves must be retaught.
It's so easy, as we move through our days
to feel like all we do is one tedious, pointless, unlovely thing after another
until we wonder if it's we who have become tedious, pointless and unlovely.
but I hope this week that you relearn the truth of your own loveliness.
And the beauty of the ordinary people and things that fill your days.
I hope you relearn the beauty of what you do
when you nurture the people around you.
Even when you do that everyday extraordinary thing called making dinner.
Which is sometimes just dinner.
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