#cuisine preservation

[languagexs]

Sudanese Language Unites Generations Around Sudanese Food: Discovering the Flavorful Cuisine of Sudan

Traditional Foods and Unique Flavors of South Sudan Sudanese cuisine reflects Sudan’s diverse ethnic makeup and geography with African and Middle Eastern flavors melding over its crossroads location history. However, as elders pass treasured recipes to new generations overseas, language gaps arise requiring translation services to preserve cultural connections. This article explores staple…

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#African cuisine #cuisine preservation #culinary traditions #cultural preservation #Diaspora Communities #food translation #Interpreter Services #Medical translation #multiculturalism #Sudanese cuisine #Sudanese culture #Sudanese food #Sudanese language

[edenfenixblogs]

Look what Google just recommended to me!!!!

I already own (and love) Shabbat and Portico.

But I am OBSESSED with the rest and must acquire them immediately.

Top of my list is Love Japan because LOOK AT THIS BEAUITFUL BOWL OF MATZO BALL RAMEN!!!!!

We hear a lot about Jewish people in Europe and MENA, but we do not hear a lot about Jewish culture as it blends with East Asian cultures, and that’s a shame. Not just because it erases the centuries of Jewish populations there, but also because there are plenty of people of mixed decent. People who may not have come directly from Jewish communities in East Asia, but people who have a Japanese Father and a Jewish Mother, for example. Or people in intercultural marriages. These are all real and valuable members of the Jewish community, and we should be celebrating them more. This cookbook focuses on Jewish Japanese American cuisine and I am delighted to learn more as soon as possible. The people who wrote this book run the restaurant Shalom Japan, which is the most adorable name I’ve ever heard. Everything about this book excites and delights me.

And of course, after that, I’m most interested in “Kugels and Collards” (as if you had any doubts about that after the #kugel discourse, if you were following me then).

This is actually written in conjunction with an organization of the same name devoted to preserving the food and culture of Jews in South Carolina!

I’m especially excited to read this one, because I have recently acquired the book Kosher Soul by the fantastic, inimitable Michael J. Twitty, which famously explores faith and food in African American Jewish culture. I’m excited to see how Jewish soul food and traditions in South Carolina specifically compare and contrast with Twitty’s writings.

I’m also excited for all the other books on this list!

A while ago, someone inboxed me privately to ask what I recommended for people to read in order to learn more about Jewish culture. I wrote out a long list of historical resources attempting to cover all the intricate details and historic pressure points that molded Jewish culture into what it is today. After a while I wrote back a second message that was much shorter. I said:

Actually, no. Scratch everything I just said. Read that other stuff if you want to know Jewish history.

But if you want to know Jewish culture? Cookbooks.

Read every Jewish cookbook you can find.

Even if you don’t cook, Jewish cookbooks contain our culture in a tangible form. They often explain not only the physical processes by which we make our meals, but also the culture and conditions that give rise to them. The food is often linked to specific times and places and events in diaspora. Or they explain the biblical root or the meaning behind the holidays associated with a given food.

I cannot speak for all Jews. No one can. But in my personal observation and experience—outside of actual religious tradition—food has often been the primary means of passing Jewish culture and history from generation to generation.

It is a way to commune with our ancestors. I made a recipe for chicken soup or stuffed cabbage and I know that my great grandmother and her own mother in their little Hungarian shtetl. I’ll never know the relatives of theirs who died in the Holocaust and I’ll never meet the cousins I should have had if they were allowed to live. But I can make the same food and know that their mother also made it for them. I have dishes I make that connect me to my lost ancestors in France and Mongolia and Russia and Latvia and Lithuania and, yes, Israel—where my relatives have lived continuously since the Roman occupation even after the expulsions. (They were Levites and Cohens and caretakers of synagogues and tradition and we have a pretty detailed family tree of their presence going back quite a long time. No idea how they managed to stay/hide for so long. That info is lost to history.)

I think there’s a strong tendency—aided by modern recipe bloggers—to view anything besides the actual recipe and procedures as fluff. There is an urge for many people to press “jump to recipe” and just start cooking. And I get that. We are all busy and when we want to make dinner we just want to make dinner.

But if your goal isn’t just to make dinner. If your goal is to actually develop an understanding of and empathy for Jewish people and our culture, then that’s my advice:

Read cookbooks.

#Judaism son #Jewish culture #Jewish cuisine #culinary tradition #culinary history #foodways #cultural preservation #tangible culture #jumblr #Judaism #food #cuisine #kugel discourse #Jewish joy #jewish positivity #Jews around the world #East Asian Jews

[morethansalad]

Moroccan Salad Bowl with Preserved Lemons (Vegan)

#vegan #lunch #dinner #moroccan cuisine #north african cuisine #african cuisine #buddha bowl #rice bowl #couscous #cucumber #olives #tomatoes #zucchini #chickpeas #eggplant #preserved lemon #mint #pomegranate #garlic #paprika #chili #cumin #olive oil #black pepper #sea salt #eat the rainbow

[lexicog]

ohhh LOL i get it im getting April Fooled (lol!). trans day orf visibility is tomorrow.

#trans day of visibility #trans day of eating food #i love bein a fuckin transsexual... and i love food #breakfast was almond butter + strawberry preserves + butter sammich. more filling than i thought it would be #ouuuhh i have so much celery and spinach i need to use before it goes bad but im almost out of miso paste #pro tip for you people out there make very hot miso broth. put raw vegetables + spices in it. cover it and let it sit maybe 10-15 minutes #add a carbohydrate & or protein and maybe some sort of dairy or sauces (naysayers and haters may bring forth vitriol and venom for this but #an unsweetened greek yogurt goes great in miso. tangy creamy & savory flavor. it awesome) #consider adding oil for flavor and for the absorption of fat soluble nutrients oft found in vegetables #and there you go big breakfast warm healthy and no cooking tastes good every time #well you might need to cook the carbohydrate/protein but the method goes great with big batch cooking / using leftovers #its not the definition of high cuisine but breakfast must come and go each day and some days the stove is an enemy of the people. #OH I GOTTA SAY. SCRAMBLED EGGS TASTES SO GOOD IN THERE. YOU GOTTA IF YOU WANNA. you just put it in #it circumvents the scrambles 1 fatal flaw by stopping them from going dry and becoming a torturous texture to endure. kind of genius. #art #drawing #digital art #my art #transgender art #transgender artist #transgender #trans #trans pride #lgbt #this year i would like to. somehow get out of where im currently living. so i can finally start transitioning. #another year gone by without it and it's weighing heavy.

[taylorronald]

Fruit Preserve Sandwich Cookies Colorful, English biscuits very popular with kids.

#ground almonds #english #butter #fruit preserve #cuisine

[7-hydroxymitragynine]

got done blending, pH testing, and pasteurizing my first batch today. turned out as well as i couldve hoped

#cuisine #bell peppers #hot sauce #garlic #onion #shallots #thai peppers #lemon drop peppers #hungarian wax peppers #preserving

[zeropointzerotwo]

Fruit Preserve Sandwich Cookies Colorful, English biscuits very popular with kids. 1 cup any flavor fruit jam, 2 tablespoons ground almonds, 1/4 cup white sugar, 1 egg, 1 cup all-purpose flour, 1/3 cup confectioners' sugar for decoration, 1/4 cup butter

#butter #cookies recipe #biscuits #fruit preserve sandwich #kids #cuisine

[jazzeria]

I live in Canada and want to make a substitute for Sichuanese ya cai using ingredients that are easy to find here (or possibly: vegetables that I can easily buy the seeds for and grow myself).

So far on my not-at-all-scientific quest, I've tried these:

Stems from Collard Greens

Kale stems

Bagged kale slaw mix (broccoli, green cabbage, brussels sprouts, kale, radicchio) with extra kale

They all have different seasonings (again: not-at-all-scientific!). One day, when I have the equipment and space for it, I may take a more rigorous approach and control the variables better.

For ease, I also skipped additional processing such as sun-wilting, boiling, and secondary fermentation. (This is meant to be a substitute: it should be less inconvenient than travelling to Chinatown to buy packs of Yibin 😅)

In the meantime, here's how it's going for me:

Kale Slaw

(Photos taken: 31 July)

The oldest ferment is the kale slaw, about 1 month old today, and it tastes the closest to storebought ya cai, in my opinion. I wonder whether it's one ingredient that makes it taste so similar, or the combination. I'll have try fermenting broccoli stems alone!

The brine is almost opaque, murky, with a dull olive colour. It's also not very salty (I think it was 2.5% salt by weight), so I added a little more before putting it back on the shelf.

The texture is not the crunchiest (this contains both leaves and stems), but also not unpleasant (not soft, not chewy, not tough).

Seasonings: cracked black pepper, garlic.

Stems from Collard Greens

(Photos taken: 24 July)

The collards stems are about 15 days old. They have an intensely bitter taste, which I imagine is what children who don't like broccoli must perceive. It's almost repulsive. But I'm willing to let it keep stewing and try again in a few weeks, because I think it tastes less awful than it did a few days ago!

I also wonder if the intensely bitter flavour comes from any of the seasonings I used (cooking wine, prickly ash (aka: Sichuan pepper, wild pepper), black peppercorns, yellow mustard seed, bird chilies, bay leaf, garlic).

The texture is crunchy. I think there might be an oily coating, or I'm experiencing the numbing effect of prickly ash, because when I first put it on my tongue, I can't really taste it--not until I bite down on it.

I'm unlikely to try this again, but only because my source for collard greens is across town.

Kale Stems

(Photos taken: 24 July)

The kale stems come from the common curly kale sold at the supermarket. The ferment is about 10 days old. It has the "kale" flavour of cooked kale, pleasant acidity, but also a subtle buttery flavour I wasn't expecting. It's not very similar to ya cai, but it's surprisingliy pleasant! The texture is crisp and juicy.

Seasonings: black peppercorns, yellow mustard seed, cooking wine, garlic.

(I've read that some people refuse to ferment kale because it stinks and tastes awful; this was my first time, so I was very skeptical about how it would turn out!)

#fermentation #ya cai #sui mi ya cai #Sichuanese cuisine #Chinese cuisine #Chinese cooking #Sichuan pickles #preserved vegetables #mustard stems #suimi ya cai #Yibin #kale #collard greens #brassicas #lactofermentation #fermented foods #Sichuanese #pickles #LAB fermentation #food

[naanandkabob]

#Afghan cuisine #Authenticity #Charm #Afghan restaurants #Family recipes #Culinary heritage #Preservation #Afghan culture #Traditional dishes

[junosview]

NOLA: Distilling the essence

Born on a bayou, emerging out of a swamp, frequently in the eye of a hurricane, situated between the mighty Mississippi River and Lake Pontchartrain, largely lying at or below the natural water table, wondering when the levees will break… (there are quite a few ideas for songs here already!). But, why would anyone visit, let alone live, in a place like New Orleans? The French came here and lay…

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#Cajun #cats #cats humour #Cocktails #Creole #cuisines #culture #French Quarter #history #jazz music #Louisiana #New Orleans #Preservation Hall #Sazerac #urban photography

[thevalicemultiverse]

So have you guys ever thought about adding hot sauce to food instead of letting it rot?

Bonejangles: You mean like that Tabasco stuff they got in the States? Not enough of it around here to use. Maybe they do that in other parts of the Land of the Dead.

Lizzie: Rotting's most convenient for us. . .though now I'm curious as to what would happen if we could get our hands on a bottle. . .

#~M: I want some questions! now! (ask) #~M: grin without a cat (anon) #~V: Forgotten Vows #~T: We Are The Village Green Preservation Society #hot sauce vs rot #~C: Lizzie Liddell #~C: Bonejangles #((took me a minute to realize you probably meant Land of the Dead cuisine #so here's the Lizzie and Bonejangles of that world to answer your question! #yeah I don't know what hot sauces were available in England at that time #but it feels safe to say there was none in Burtonsville!)) #~M: with this hand I will lift your queue

[languagexs]

The Rich Heritage of the Teochew People: Teochew Chinese Language

The Teochew People: Preserving the Ancient Teochew Chinese Dialect and Vibrant Culture The teochew people are a remarkable Chinese ethnic group, renowned for their unique dialect, rich cultural heritage, and resilience in preserving their traditions across generations. This article delves into the fascinating world of the teochew community, offering an insightful exploration of their language,…

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#cultural preservation #Diversity #language translation services #Teochew community #Teochew cuisine #Teochew culture #Teochew dialect #Teochew language #understanding

[morethansalad]

Preserved Lemons

#vegan #condiments #methods #african cuisine #middle eastern cuisine #preserved lemon #lemon #bay leaf #black pepper #sea salt #💛

[figandquince]

Torshi laboo

ratio of vinegar to water  2 to 1 cook beets inside the vinegar and water broth 2-3 garlic cloves, peeled Angelica – golpar 1 teaspoon (optional but good)   Place beets in a large pot and fill with enough with water to cover. Bring to a boil and cook for 15 minutes, or until beets are tender enough to pierce with a fork.  To avoid a mushy texture do not overcook. (You could also cook the beets…

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#cooking #cuisine a la perse #food #Iran #kitchen #laboo #labu #Persian #persian kitchen #pickle #preserve #recette #recipe #torshi

[gothhabiba]

When my life journey took me to Italy, even the mere glimpse of an Israeli flag flying over a food stall in the city of Varese would provoke me. “This is our food!” I told my colleague. “Israelis can sell mujaddara, hummus, maqlubeh and falafel, but they cannot declare them their property!” As if stealing the land, water, and air were not enough?! This food is part of our identity and culture. For me as a Palestinian, each plate has a story that relates to my people, the state, and the fragrances of my homeland.

Israel uses food to claim ownership of the territory and encourage tourism, not only internally but also abroad, featuring it in advertisements and in articles published in international newspapers and world-famous magazines. Israeli chefs present huge events in which they appropriate Palestinian cuisine and our cultural foods, denying the origins of these foods and pretending that they are theirs. As Israelis proclaim ownership of plates whose origins lie in the Middle East, the Levant, or even Egypt, they deny the existence of the people who live on this land and whose dishes and recipes are much older than the state of Israel.

Someone as tenacious as I cannot let this go by unchallenged. Instead, I have decided to use food as a soft power tool to fight the occupation. Food has become my means to speak about Palestine.

Historically, cuisine has been a mirror of civilization, culture, heritage, and the economic status of a people. Likewise, Palestinian dishes reflect all these aspects and elements. Take musakhan, for example, a Palestinian farmer’s dish that traditionally has been cooked during the olive harvest season: tabun bread is drenched in olive oil, covered with onions that have been caramelized in olive oil, and topped with sumac. All these ingredients are the fruit of Palestinian land. As living standards rose, chicken was added, then toasted almonds and pine nuts were sprinkled on top. But despite these changes, the dish has kept its original flavors as its essence has been passed down from generation to generation, preserving the authenticity of the dish.

Our occupiers can take possession of our food in the material sense, as they have done and continue to do with our land. But they cannot transmit its history, traditions, and associated sentiments because we Palestinians consider our food to be a thread that brings us together and connects us to our homeland – especially those of us who live in the diaspora.

It is no coincidence that many Palestinian poets and writers talk about food when they express their longing for their homeland. The famous Palestinian poet Mahmoud Darwish, for example, wrote while in exile, “Dearly I yearn for my mother’s bread, my mother’s coffee.”

Food is part of Palestinian identity wherever we go. It reflects our culture, heritage, and personality.

– Fidaa Abuhamdiya, "The Soft Power of Palestinian Food." This Week in Palestine Issue 286, February 2022. Palestinian Cuisine: From Tradition to Modernity. p. 57.

#Palestine #food #quote #readings

[astralnymphh]

kneeling for her ⋆ | ellie williams headcanons

༺ ellie x fem!reader sucking her strap hcs/scenario! ༻ ☽𖤐☾

(ellie image from kittaeria on pinterest)

✧˖ ° 🕯 bright blessings!

AN: had the most random scenario blossom in my head yesterday so i wrote it per usual, went a lil more risqué with this one 😜at least to my standards

cw/tags: NSFW!! SMUT!! MDNI!! ellies a lil goofy in the beginning, blunt/straightforward-ish reader, not a fully wrote out fic, small time skips, sitting on lap, cursing, takes place in jackson but not specified to be before seattle (readers choice) soft-dom leaning ellie (except maybe less soft in one instance, nothing rough tho), guiding you verbally and with hands, praises, petnames; (good girl, baby, slut) sucking/choking on strap, clit stim (giving) strap-vag insertion, flatiron position, rewarding, gripping head/hair, deepthroating.

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setting the scene

༻⛧one dusty orange sunset, cooped up in ellie's makeshift 'garage house' relishing a simple meal she whipped up for the both of you, albeit can you really classify her attempts at the art of culinary as five-star cuisine? regardless, the two of you slumped into the gray sofas' sufficient padding and dined like kings; in apocalyptic standards. no conversation had been rustling the space between you until a rather, interesting, unordinary, dare say- scandalous? scenario had implanted its peculiar self into your thoughts.

"hey babe?" you quell the silence, tone arching in curiosity.

"mhm?" ellie garbled through shut lips, chowing down her food.

"you know.. we should- try something new-"

"ooh~ like what?" she instantaneously hunches her back closer to you and tosses her barren plate aside, avid to hear your words go from mind to mouth. she invariably dotes on your ideas.

"uh- it's like.. related to.. bed stuff."

"like sleepin- wait! can we pleaaasee build a display shelf for my comic books above my bed-"

"ellie." 

"sorry." ellie, even being an adult, is still crazy about her long-kept hobbies.

"uh- anyways. I'm talking 'bout like.. sex." you impenitently tell.

her eyelids dim, sloping her head to the side in adorned interest, "sex? that's one way to ask."

"no ..seriously, I have an idea.." you stow the plate atop a stubby heap of books, conveying a genuineness in your stare.

ellie sails her tongue briskly through her lips, anchoring her torso back onto the sofas' arm, lengthening her legs out with a faint bend at the knees. her palm drops to her thigh, patting it twice.

 "c'm over here." she coaxes sweetly with an alluring gaze, imbued with a pip of power in her vowels.

a suffuse of blush overlies your midface, crawling your body towards her beckon.

her hands steady your hips down on her lap, finding refuge on the back of your thighs thereupon settling.

"what's the idea, then?" the moods' been shifted, emanating one of sensuality.

you nestle near her headspace, whispering, "y'know ur' strap?"

"yeah.." ellie likes where this is leading, clearly by her rapt smirk and tune of chords rising in tempt.

"what if I sucked it?"

⛧ oh boy, that set off a night she wouldn't be forgetting for the inbound days ahead. immediately you found yourself levitating up from the couch by her arms and bouncing on the mattress. a makeout session leads to fated stripping and now, your kneeling in front of her at groin-level and a hunter green mass protruding towards your nose bridge.

her optics glare down at you, the sight of you so keen and willing to do this. sure, it's not the real thing but the sight should and will be fucking exhilarating. 

"c'mon, what're you staring at?" ellie's hand gently smacks your cheek and splinters your blurry-minded trance.

you deduct a reply from your mouth, instead, taking a solid grasp of the strap and wrapping your lips round' the tip, all while preserving unwavering eye contact.

"shit.." 

her hands ease and twine the locks on each margin of your head, massaging the pads of her fingertips tenderly. her arousals' climbing new peaks every second at this rate. she presses her pelvis further upon your lip, steering you to open up.

your lips part and welcome the rotund tip in, stroking along your front teeth. the weak grasp on your head pushes the strap languidly to a greater extent that bounds it to the back wall of your throat.

"ach-" you jab out a cough.

"good girl, take that shit in.." 

⛧she's one to be in control, but it's nothing rough. her hands guiding you back n forth gently as the strap summons spurts of tickles in your throat each time it prods the back of it. it'd be far enough to chafe the hilt against her clit, per usual any time she wears the contraption, so you'd always hear quaint whimpers, curses, groans, etcetera, from above.

"mhh~ fuuhhhhckkkk.." ellie draws out a long euphoric groan, straining her neck back and exposing the mild protrusion of her adam's apple.

catching up with the motion, you begin bobbing your head on your own accord. her hands dull their hold and hover above, letting you work your utter sorcery, mouth wide open and drooling for her.

her head recoils down, "such a slut- oohh~ fuck.." 

⛧again, she's not rough without consent and a special occasion, but she'll clutch your hair firmly enough. to you, it's like her non-verbal sign that says 'go faster'.

thrusting your head faster, her own moans begin to burgeon and crowd the room over your sucking and popping noises. she looks so fucking hot from your angle, a clement sweat, fucked out face, leaning slightly back so her pelvis projects closer to you, a solo hand supporting on the back of her thigh, the other latched onto the apex of your head and knotting strands of hair around her fingers. it's all getting to you. 

"oh- baby, fuck- keep goin'n.. uhn- shit!" the climax augmenting within her hips jitters the shit out of her knees, begging to just buckle underneath her and collapse on the bed.

"gh- hn.." your words fumble around ellie's cock, still putting your all into pleasing her. adding a grip on the strap and stroking it was endgame for her, the adjoined knocking against her swelling bud ruined her.

⛧ellie's definitely more of a groaner and a huffer when she comes, it's not growling level but it's certainly not fake exaggerated ones.

⛧i think she's also the type who'd want you to come as well, like, there is not a single night where she's the only one getting pleased, she has to see you unravel and lose your shit under her.

"stop, baby- stop.." ellie hastily hushes through heaves of breath, pulling your head from the strap to which it springs off your lips.

"huh..?"

"m'not cummin' without you- fuck.." her fingers take a grapple at your jaw, guiding you up onto your feet.

you give her a blank stare until it's washed away with a surprised one as you're cast onto the bed, stomach down, ass up. she shambles over you and flattens you out till your hips settle in the cloudy mattress.

she mounts your thighs and inclines her crotch to yours, slowly inserting into your cunt from the back. her nails chisel into your plush hips, thumbs notably indenting on your ass.

"oh-my gmm.. ellie.." 

"god damn-" she mumbles to herself, cuffing out a quick chuckle, "you earned this.." positively rewarding you for your work.

insert a loooong night spent railing.

⛧random conclusion hc but I feel like in this position where she's behind you she'll litter you with kisses and bites on your shoulder-neck region, especially for being so good and disposed for her. 

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