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Our presence at table
Our presence at table
In the gospel of Luke, what is the most important city? If the number of times mentioned is the criteria, then Jerusalem is the answer, being mentioned more than 90 times in the Gospel of Luke and Acts of the Apostles. I imagine there are all kinds of “what is Luke’s favorite…” questions, but an insightful one come from Fr. Bill McConville OFM. Fr. Bill has a daily podcast on Soundcloud that you…
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Holiday feasting: This was a Christmas week to remember. With the world still in the middle of a pandemic, many usual plans of parties, travel and gatherings were reduced. But thankfully, Manila did not go under full lockdown. This meant that many of us were still able to gather in small numbers.
So this year, I spent a week at our team center with friends who also do not have family around. In addition to a couple meals out, we prepped meals together as well took turns whipping up special favorites for one another. We enjoyed both feastal and ferial cuisine - two different forms of cuisine that Robert Capon writes about in his book, "The Supper of the Lamb". Since it was the holidays, we definitely savoured a few more-than-usual showstopping meals sprinkled with a few leftover meals in between.
But honestly, what makes food most palatable is when it is shared in good company. Memories are created in the shared meals and stories around the table.
Manila: I finally got a dining table in my apartment thanks to some generous friends. Being able to sit down for my first meal at the table was so nice. Now table fellowship can officially begin! Looking forward to sharing many meals around this table.
ANOTHER LOOK AT THE LAST SUPPER
In a five-foot-wide oil painting, Polish artist Bohdan Piasecki adds seven women and two children to the commonly depicted gathering of twelve, dressing all 22 figures in Palestinian clothing.
Could Leonardo da Vinci and other artists possibly have skewed the scene?
What do you think? Can this rendering possibly be a more authentic last supper?
Who would be at the table today?
Jesus & the Black-Eyed Pea
Who will you be inviting to your table in 2018?
Happy New Year from CenterPeace! We’re looking forward to sharing more stories, new insights, and addressing questions from readers in 2018. If you have a question you’d like for us to address, send an email to [email protected]. We haven’t forgotten that we still need to finish our language series, so we’ll do that, too! But for today, here’s a word from the chair of the CenterPeace…
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Thanksgiving in Vancouver: Tonight I experienced one of my most treasured Thanksgiving meals. Not only did my family fly out this weekend to visit - but as a family, we were able to host a meal gathering a group of my west coast friends from around the world in my home. I loved every second of cooking with them again in the kitchen, setting the table together, arranging all the dishes before we sat down to eat. All 15 of us gathered around the candelit table to share this meal, prepared by many hands, and all with grateful hearts. The buzz of different conversations around the table, in between mouthfuls of food, between friends, family and those who just met for the first time was a beautiful picture that melted my heart.
I can hardly believe I'm doing this,
but, uh, I'm going to take a five-day pause from being a high-carb, low-fat raw vegan.
Why? How could I possibly do this? Well, I have a few reasons...
Most simply, my mom's coming to San Francisco this afternoon for my graduation. Not only am I getting a master's degree on Saturday, but I'm receiving the Graduate Award for Distinguished Achievement 2012 tonight. Whoa! I don't know how I did it.
This really isn't the reason I'm breaking my pledge, though, but this is: my mom, who's a world-class vegan baker IMHO, has not experienced the vegan deliciousness of the Bay Area yet.
She became a vegetarian right after I became a vegan seven years ago this month and we've been vegan foodies ever since. My mom makes the world's best vegan chocolate cake—and I've had a lot of vegan chocolate cake—but she's never had a neatloaf sandwich at Anada Fuara or a vegan cinnamon roll at Cinnaholic in Berkeley. We might even go to Millenium, a five-star vegan restaurant in the city, after my graduation.
You only live once and I'll only be living in San Francisco until August, as I'm taking a job in Southern California. I have the rest of my life to get a clean body that runs perfectly on fruits and vegetables, but I've spent less than two months detoxing from a life of chocolate cake. After this weekend's over, I still have 10 months to experience the benefits of a high-carb, low-fat raw vegan lifestyle.
Here's my thought: What will I regret more in ten years—breaking my pledge for a few days (and I really do despise breaking goals—I'm so disciplined!) or not sharing a few delicious vegan meals with my mom before my time in San Francisco expires?
Right now, I'm leaning toward the latter. Food's special and it's always better when shared.
Peace & Love,
Emily
