If you scour the interwebs for recipes like I do, you may have come across recipes based on books, fancipes, if you will. I’m on a roll with Hobbit riffs at the moment. This is my take on Mince Pies; gluten free. The mince is green Walnut Chutney, which was made from the green Walnuts I gathered with friends on a sunny late summer day; chopped and soaked with spices in brandy to make Nocino. After the nuts were strained, the chutney was made for the occasion of our Solstice party with dear friends.It made a…lot…of… chutney. So, I’ve been looking for ways to use it up, and this is my favorite.
There is a beauty and satisfaction to eating something you have invested so much time and effort into. Months to get to these hand pies.Very earthy and in keeping with the feeling of Hobbits.
The tea is English Breakfast sweetened with Doug Fir syrup. I think I have become instantly addicted to the syrup. Yum!
The book is John O’Donohue’s “To Bless the Space Between Us”. As you can see, I’ve bookmarked my favorites for future reference. Here is a passage I found intriguing:
“There is an implicit wholeness in the human heart; it is a huge treasure house that we draw on every day. Ultimately it is what anchors and guides us. A simple metaphor for this is a physical wound. When you have a wound in your hand, it always heals from the edges; the center is the last place to heal. Clearly it is not the wound that has finally relented and decided to heal itself. Rather it is the surrounding health and wholesomeness of your body that invades the stricken place with healing. The mind of blessing is wise , and it knows hat whatever torments or diminishes a person cannot be healed simply from within that diminishment; consequently it addresses the wholeness and draws that light and healing into the diminished area. When someone blesses you, the fruits of healing may surprise you and seem to come from afar. In fact, they are your own natural serenity and sureness awakening and arriving around you.
In my family, our parents always insisted before and after meals, at the rosary, and at the Angelus time that we bless ourselves and say the appropriate prayers. Lately that simple ritual has come back to me with new echoes: Bless yourself. If each of us has the ability to shape and form our lives through our thinking, do we not also have a huge ability to bless our lives
I would say that making food for ourselves and our loved ones that is drenched in our love and labors is a blessing indeed.