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I’m thinking about my grandfather today. He was a man of few words. He didn’t see the need to learn a whole new language in a whole new country. I suspect he didn’t do much talking digging ditches. His vocabulary consisted of two words, one phrase: thank you. He always said it in “threes,”
thank you
thank you
thank you.
My grandmother, on the other hand, worked diligently at mastering English. She read the newspaper. She watched soap operas (As the World Turns Berlitz). And, she talked to everyone. They were an interesting pair, my grandparents.
Today as I pick tomatoes from my garden I think of grandpa’s gnarly hands fashioning stakes to support the tomatoes in his garden with his rust-speckled pocket knife. I think of the workshop in his basement and the HUGE workbench he shaped and chiseled. Slowly. And deliberately. Grandpa didn’t need words.
And grandma? I think about her boiling the canning jars to “put up”
quarts
and quarts
and quarts of tomatoes for the blustery winter months ahead.
We never tired of tomatoes.
Braised Chard with Tomatoes and Olives
Ingredients
1 ½ pounds Swiss chard (about 2 bunches)
1 tablespoon extra virgin olive oil
3 cloves garlic, minced
1 pound pear tomatoes, blanched and peeled or 1 can (14.5 ounces) whole pear tomatoes
¼ teaspoon sea salt
Several grinds fresh black pepper
1/3 cup chopped dry oil-cured black olives, pitted (or kalamata olives if you prefer those)
Directions
Source: adapted from The Vegan Gourmet by Susann Geiskopf-Hadler & Mindy Toomay
Those tomatoes remind me of my grandfather as well. Ahhh I can smell his garden with tomatoes, asparagus, cucumbers, potatoes and green peas. Thank you for taking me back there.
Where did your grandparents come from? Thank you is a handy phrase to know in any new language.
So here’s the Danish version: Tak, tak, tak
Your grandparents sound like a perfect pair. Your story reminds me of when I was little. We lived in upstate New York. On the corner of our street lived Yugo. He barely spoke any English but he had the most glorious garden. He was kind enough to let me wander through it and would speak to me in Italian as he showed me various plants. My only regret is not having spent more time there. It was a magical place and he and his wife were a very kind.
Another kale recipe for you, coeusrty of the Kripalu Cookbook. This is from memory but nothing is precise in this recipe. I found this recipe after we received tons of kale from a CSA in Massachusetts a few years ago.Confetti kale1. Wash your kale, cut off the stem ends. Then chop into half inch wide strips.2. Dice red pepper as much as you want to add, proportionally to your kale.3. Have on hand a bag of frozen corn.4. Saute several garlic cloves in a generous amount of olive oil.5. Add the chopped kale and turn it so it all wilts.6. Cook the kale for awhile, turning it so that it all wilts.7. Add the diced red pepper and cook until reasonably soft.8. Add the frozen corn. Cover the pan to finish.9. Add salt and pepper to taste and serve delicious!