Fusion Cooking: Is There Reason for Hope?

[AlienGirl]

It's you-know-what. Which was not only the day the Towers fell, but the day I mark as the beginning of a series of cascading events that led to the breakup of two dear friends' marriage, a huge split in the community we were part of, and eventually my own divorce.

When I think about that it feels like the world's falling apart.

But last night, Jag (RepubRoomie) and I made dinner together. We've been doing that for a couple of nights now--I am teaching him vegan cooking as he cooks the meat bits he and the others will add to the meal. As usual, we joked around with each other. We have running jokes now: he says that anything that goes wrong is my fault and I rag on him for blaming me; I throw things at him; he tells me I'm talking "crazy talk" or tries to bluff me into believing utter bullshit.

As I put the snow peas into the stir-fry pan, Jag pulled up my sleeve to keep it away from the burner and the oil. He grabbed a lid from the cabinet and shielded me from the spatter, and I realized how well we were working together: creating commonality of purpose from two very different starting-points. It seemed an approprate metaphor that we were, each in our way, contributing to a delicious meal for the household.

And when I think about *that* it feels like maybe, one person at a time, we really can put the world back together again.

Tucker

[Charlls]

1. i think ...

You think beautiful :hi:

[AlienGirl]

2. Thank you!

:hi:

Tucker