I finished reading Milton Brasher-Cunningham’s Keeping the Feast: Metaphors for the Meal this weekend. This little gem of a book includes stories, poems, recipes, metaphors, and a call to live more fully present and with people–preferably over a lovingly prepared meal. With stories of Milton’s experiences as a teacher and chef, the reader is reminded of what it means to share a meal–to linger at the table, savoring the taste and the company.
Eating is routine. It’s something we do daily, multiple times a day. It’s an activity than can be routine–or ritual, a meaningful repetition of breaking bread or eating soup or cutting meat. A ritual that occurs alone or, better still, with others. The table is a place where we go to connect, to meet needs (physical as well as emotional or otherwise), to remember our calling, to build relationships or mend fences, to find flexibility in the routine, to find joy in the mundane, to share experiences, to be broken, to be healed, to serve and be served.
Milton’s stories of preparing and serving food to friends, family, and complete strangers teaches us all that the table is a vital piece of our existence. He illustrates its importance through story, poetry, and sharing his own recipes with us (one of which is simmering on the stove as I write this). Indeed, he makes food preparation and the act of eating itself a spiritual exercise. All of it has the makings for a deeply satisfying dish.
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