Pujakins: Heartwings Love Notes 660: Cooking with Love and Parsnips


Heartwings says, "For best results, cooking is best done with a joyful heart."

I believe that when you cook with love because you love to cook, the food tastes better. From the time I was small I have enjoyed and appreciated all things to do with cooking. A favorite occupation of mine was arranging the items on our pantry shelves. The wide shelving held pots, pans, bowls, and other kitchen supplies. I can still smell the shiny oilcloth covered wooden shelves.

My mother did not encourage me to spend time in the kitchen. She considered food to be for nourishment, not pleasure. Also, she did not like to spend extra money on the ingredients for desserts, which was all she would permit me to cook. She never ever baked anything, nor did she use much in the way of herbs or spices. My dad never cooked, nor did anyone else in my family. Why I so love to cook is a mystery to me.

I have always collected and enjoyed cookbooks. The many small ones in my collection range from church fund raising efforts to pamphlets from companies that feature their products. Most have one or two recipes found nowhere else that I refer to regularly. While many of these small collections are for baked goods and casseroles there is one in particular that I have found to be very useful: Marjorie Standish Chowders, Soups and Stews.

Being a lover of parsnips for their sweet, meaty taste, I was delighted to come across this recipe for Parsnip Stew. Instead of the salt pork called for in the recipe, I use butter and olive oil. Ingredients: 2 tablespoons butter, 1 tablespoon olive oil, 1 small/medium onion diced, 2 cups peeled, diced potatoes, 2 cups water, salt and pepper to taste, 3 cups cubed parsnips, 1 quart milk--any kind will do; being somewhat lactose intolerant I use oat milk.

Method: Melt butter add olive oil and onion, stir and cook until transparent. Add potatoes and water, salt and pepper. Bring to a boil then simmer for 10 minutes. Add parsnips, bring back to a boil, simmer 10 more minutes. Test for doneness and add milk. Heat to serve or pour into a container and store until ready to reheat. Serve with several tablespoons or more of minced parsley.

May you enjoy cooking with this and other special recipes.

Blessings and Best Regards, Tasha Halpert

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Pujakins: Heartwings Love Notes: Love Begins with Me


Heartwings Love Notes 659 Love Begins With Me

Heartwings says, "The amount we love ourselves is the amount we can love others."

The emotional heart that beats within us is expandable. However, in order to keep expanding it needs to stay elastic. When we harden our hearts--even if in order to survive, we reduce the heart's elasticity, and perhaps begin a process that will eventually result in the heart's inability to expand at all. When we resist and deny pain we automatically harden the heart.

When I am willing to allow my emotional pain into my heart, I also take an important step toward compassion for myself and for others as well. Compassion is a natural response to pain. Even very small children will try to comfort you if you are sad or hurt. It seems built in. There are animals that will do the same. I remember a day long ago when I was feeling sad and began to cry. At the time we had three cats and all three came over and tried to climb into my lap.

It can be difficult for me to open my heart to emotional pain. I was brought up not to cry, to be tough and to ignore hurt. Yet that meant ignoring rather than acknowledging it. I had to learn to open my heart enough to take in the pain in order for compassion to find its way in as well. I had to be taught to love myself enough to admit that I felt pain, and that I needed to address that pain. In this I had the help of a fine therapist. I will always be grateful to her.

By loving myself enough to be honest with myself and others, I keep my heart flexible and elastic. By comforting myself with that love, I acknowledge what I feel, and then I can do what is necessary to address that pain. Being emotionally honest is being loving to myself. When I am loving to myself in this way I expand my heart. This makes it possible for me to love others even more. The more I love myself, the more I am able to love others, and that makes me happy in my heart.

May you find ways to learn to accept pain as part of loving yourself and others.

Blessings and Best Regards, Tasha Halpert

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Last week my eight year old daughter came home with requests to "you Tube" the new song that would be featured in their Spring Concert at school.
La La La by Sam Smith...

Catchy tune, interesting video concept.
I'm wondering, though, what thought went into choosing it and the message behind it.
Young minds may not catch anything beyond the hook of those refrains. Simple and harmless, right? But maybe enough sinks in.

I live in an area where grade school level children have been known to refuse a teachers reprimands with some pretty colorful language. Sadly, none of it good. Are we teaching them the lesson, that if we don't like it, we don't listen?

It seems maybe we all do more talking than listening..

so listen..