bite-sized religion
In my grandma's kitchen, back home in Baton Rouge, I listen to the sounds of cooking. Despite the rich flavor palate of southern Louisiana, it's not often that I get to be a part of the cooking. Still, I participate in other ways: watching my little cousins in the backyard, giving the dogs attention with free hands, gossiping about the latest family drama with my younger cousin (who is much more involved with that business), making hot chocolate during the winter season. We all gather together, even those that have since left Louisiana for slightly more distant pastures. These rituals of connection keep us tied together, a family by blood and by choice. A lot of people don't realize the religiosity of sitting down together and enjoying a meal, making a meal, but simple mindfulness can lead to a greater understanding of how eating might be a practice close to God(s) (whatever God looks like to you). ...