“The stage on which you shine. The thing you come home to,” a beautiful encapsulation of motherhood. This was lovely to read and resonant for this mother of 3 and rice lover.
If you steep some blue pea vine flowers and cook the rice in the water ...the rice will be a beautiful blue color. Then if you add an acid(like a squeeze of lemon) the rice turns violet in color. So cool and fun for everyone to try. Tastes like normal rice! Oh how I wish I could add a picture!
at first, I don't know why I teared up reading this piece, but I know it's because I feel the same way about rice. if I haven't eaten rice at least every other day, my spirit feels off. it's the food that has been present in celebrations and hardships, the steady crutch that kept me sustained. I don't have kids but I could feel the bonds you share with yours through the heartfelt analogies. loved this Perzen!!
“The stage on which you shine. The thing you come home to,” a beautiful encapsulation of motherhood. This was lovely to read and resonant for this mother of 3 and rice lover.
If you steep some blue pea vine flowers and cook the rice in the water ...the rice will be a beautiful blue color. Then if you add an acid(like a squeeze of lemon) the rice turns violet in color. So cool and fun for everyone to try. Tastes like normal rice! Oh how I wish I could add a picture!
at first, I don't know why I teared up reading this piece, but I know it's because I feel the same way about rice. if I haven't eaten rice at least every other day, my spirit feels off. it's the food that has been present in celebrations and hardships, the steady crutch that kept me sustained. I don't have kids but I could feel the bonds you share with yours through the heartfelt analogies. loved this Perzen!!
Beautifully written Perzen! The metaphor of rice and motherhood— brilliant!
I love this piece like I love rice. Hahaha... Such a beautiful piece! You write beautifully, Perzen.