The Grove – Taste

 

Holidays have a knack for bringing out laughter and tears, and that was certainly the case for Velvet Ashes this week.  We’re here at The Grove today, with full bellies and hearts, talking about the prompt “Taste.”  Here we go…

 The Power of Taste

No matter how many tricks I tried, I could not for the life of me get my little counter top oven to bake that pie all the way through.  Finally, I threw my arms up, said, “Forget it. Let’s just eat.” I sliced pieces onto our plates, crunchy apples and all.  And then I took a bite.  One taste was all it took.  One taste brought me back to warm memories, to family gatherings with tables stuffed full, cousins running wild through the house.  I looked up at my husband and saw it did the same for him. We both nearly cried.

We were a few months into our first year overseas.  Winter was settling in, and so was the fear in our hearts.  Are we going to make it?

Reality has a brutal way of never being what you previously imagined.  And really, how can you imagine life in a world you’ve never known?  But there we were, in the middle of this new life in a strange new world.  And we were weary.  Weary of all the simple things we didn’t know how to do, weary of the big goals that now felt like impossible dreams, weary of the eggs and toast that were all I knew how to cook.  And we were weary of the distance that stretched between us and loved ones left behind.

But that one taste, that one glorious, familiar, delicious taste, it did something for me.  It connected me to my past, my roots and my people.  And bite by bite, as I finished my slice, that taste, it spoke courage me, to my future ahead. “A half-baked pie, that’s progress, you know. You’re getting there, Love.  You’re finding your way.”

Still to this day, an apple pie it warms me right through.

The power of taste.  To evoke emotion, memory and strength.  Perhaps this is why Someone, in his last moments with his people, left them with a taste.  A bite to remember, to hold onto the good.  And a sip to step forward to the bright unknown.

 

Share your thoughts and art on “Taste.” What tastes hold power for you?  You can now attach an image in your comment!  So have fun!

Here’s how:

          1.  If you don’t have a blog, share with us in the comments.  We have the amazing NEW ability to post images in our comments!  So post your images and/or your words there.
          2. If you have a blog, write or make art based on the prompt.
          3. Be sure to add the Velvet Ashes link (http://velvetashes.com/the-grove-grateful) to your blog post.  Feel free to use the button code from our side bar.
          4. Please select the permalink from your post (so not your blog’s url,www.daniellenotyetthere.blogspot.com but your post url:http://www.daniellenotyetthere.blogspot.com/2013/11/todays-day.html)
          5. Use the blue linky tool below to enter your link.
          6. It will walk you through selecting which image you want to show up in the linky.
          7. Then your post will show up in The Grove’s linky.
          8. Then go share some comment love!  It’s the rule.  We applaud brave hearts!

25 Comments

  1. Danielle Wheeler November 28, 2013

    Let’s hope this year’s pie is baked all the way through. 🙂

    1. Holly November 29, 2013

      Oh, yum!

  2. Amy Young November 28, 2013

    How did you upload a picture? Just curious 🙂

    1. Danielle Wheeler November 28, 2013

      Right under the “Submit Comment” button, there’s a “Choose File” option. After you chose your file, click “Submit Comment.” Our designer worked hard to make this happen for us! So fun for The Grove!!

  3. Holly November 29, 2013

    For a prompt like ‘taste’, my mind goes immediately to coffee. Because for me, coffee isn’t about the caffeine, or energy or waking up. It is the ritual, the aroma, the taste. The drawing on memories of coffee with family and friends. The moment of calm with the first drink. Coffee is not an addiction for me, it is an experience, past and present. With that heady aroma I recall camping trips, Daddy making extra coffee early in the morning when I had the early shift at work. Young siblings eager to make coffee for everyone. Visiting grandparents. Catching up with friends at a cafe. Sunday morning ‘fluffies’ with my children. Coffee is love.

    Just don’t tell my husband. Ha.

    1. Kimberly Todd November 29, 2013

      Well said. I’m with you.

    2. Morielle November 29, 2013

      Awesome! Yes, that’s just how I feel about coffee. If only caffeine didn’t have such a strong effect on me…

    3. Danielle Wheeler November 29, 2013

      I’m a tea drinker from a family of tea drinkers, so tea for me is what you described. Favorite line: ” It’s an experience, past and present.” So true.

  4. Morielle November 29, 2013

    Now, I’m not super up on my history, but I did a little research to teach students about Thanksgiving. I was surprised to find so many themes in the story that people have been discussing this week on Velvet Ashes. On sorrow begetting gratitude: the pilgrims lost something like half of their people during that first winter to sickness and starvation. On having to start learning how to feed yourself from scratch again: the pilgrims were dependent on the Native Americans to teach them how to even grow food. But, to add my own little moment, maybe turkey and corn were a foreign flavor to the pilgrims? They were, after all, in a foreign land sharing a feast with locals from an entirely different culture. Maybe a little like my feast. Five students came over and we cooked together,all Chinese food except for that loaf of bread. It certainly didn’t taste like the Thanksgivngs of my childhood, but the ideas were all there. Most especially, the remembrance that nothing in life is really earned or deserved, it is all a gift.

    1. Danielle Wheeler November 29, 2013

      We DO have a lot in common with the Pilgrims! I was thinking about that this week as I taught about the first Thanksgiving to a group of kindergarteners. I thought about how especially thankful I am for the natives of this land that have taught me how to live in this place.

      I love your little Chinese Thanksgiving! Way to keep all of the ideas there!

  5. Kristi November 29, 2013

    Taste and See!
    Taste
    Taste and see
    Taste and know
    I AM good
    Know Me as you taste
    The smooth sweet flavor of joy
    Earthy gifts of common grace
    And the pleasure of My presence
    The hua jiao of pain – sharp and numbing
    Limitations of both body and mind
    As I transform you into My likeness
    The bitterness of loss as it lingers on the tongue
    As dreams evaporate through grasping fingers
    Becoming a sweet-smelling sacrifice to the loveliness of My will
    The sourness that squeezes the heart
    When relationships wither and become nothing
    And I become your Source of Sustenance
    The savoriness of pursuing the future
    Risking the unknown and embracing My choices
    As I hold your hand and guide your steps
    Taste
    Taste and see
    Taste and know
    The banquet of My Love

    1. Holly Dove November 29, 2013

      Lovely!

    2. Kimberly Todd November 29, 2013

      I taste and see and know His good love through these savory words so sweetly arranged. Thank you for writing.

    3. Morielle November 29, 2013

      So powerful. That image of numbing hua jiao, and these two lines: “As dreams evaporate through grasping fingers
      Becoming a sweet-smelling sacrifice to the loveliness of My will” especially spoke to my heart.

    4. Danielle Wheeler November 29, 2013

      Once again, gorgeous, deep, rich and true! And yes, to taste, to fully experience the banquet of his love!

    5. Elizabeth Legendre November 30, 2013

      I love the line about how God becomes our “Source of Sustenance”. Once again Kristi, beautiful words woven together! Thank you!

    6. Kristi November 30, 2013

      Thank you ladies for such encouraging comments. I don’t quite know how to respond. I’m just glad that it brought truth to your hearts.

  6. Amanda Grenz November 29, 2013

    I love to bake. This year for my team’s Thanksgiving meal, I tried something new: mini-pies. Now, I had no deep or significant thought when I was making them – I just thought they were super cute! – but as I was thinking today of what I could share about taste and my mini-pies, an idea occurred to me. Our Heavenly Father loves to shower blessings on us. Sometimes they are big (like a whole pie!) and sometimes they are in the everyday small things (yes, like my mini-pies). It’s often the little tastings of His goodness in the midst of struggles, disappointment or hard times that are the sweetest.

    1. Danielle Wheeler November 29, 2013

      These are so fun, Amanda. Little tastings of His goodness, love it!

    2. Morielle November 29, 2013

      Such a great idea! I also love how you tied them to the theme. Did you bake these in a muffin tin?

      1. Amanda Grenz November 29, 2013

        Yes! The pumpkin pies were baked in mini-muffin tins and the apple pies in a regular sized muffin tin. Other than that I used regular pie recipes.

    3. Amy Young November 29, 2013

      I am super impressed! I think one big pie would be easier than 27,000 small ones. This is so beautiful 🙂

    4. Kristi November 30, 2013

      It is so often the little things that bring such sweetness to our lives!

    5. Elizabeth Legendre November 30, 2013

      These are so precious! My family used to make mini pecan pies in mini muffins tins; all I can say is you have a lot of patience. And I think you’re right about the little tastings of God that are the sweetest!

What do you think?

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

You may use these HTML tags and attributes: <a href="" title=""> <abbr title=""> <acronym title=""> <b> <blockquote cite=""> <cite> <code> <del datetime=""> <em> <i> <q cite=""> <s> <strike> <strong>