I bet you are a great cook, New Leaf. What will you cook for him?
I shall have to see what he can eat. They are trying to rest his digestive system. I would cook him simple things. I will start with chicken soup. I wish I had saved our turkey bones. There is a recipe called juk. We cook the turkey bones for hours, then save the broth. I usually would freeze it in cubes. When one is ill, it is a good food, juk, a porridge. We would take out the cube, heat it up, add rice, and a thumb of ginger, a bit of salt, cook it down till soft. It is very hearty, yet simple.
It is hard to cook for hubs, he is on a low potassium diet, for his heart. All of the good things we would eat green leafy veggies, he cannot. His mom was an excellent cook. She would cook all kinds of ethnic foods. Chinese, Japanese, Hawaiian. I like Chinese, with their cut up meats mixed with vegetables and oyster sauce. He likes his veggies al dente, stir fried.
I shall have to think about our cooking. I would like to buy farm fresh local produce. Support the few farmers here. Trouble is, it is quite pricey, farm fresh. I think worth it. Who knows what is on vegetables to preserve them, shipped over from the continent.
Organic.
Home grown.
I have talked with my girls about coming once a month to work the land. My Blossom and Sun, are willing and discussing it. They are planning to start when Sun comes home. She is on a short trip abroad dancing hula, with her Kumu hula (hula master).
They are quite celebrated, our Kumu hula. They are in Japan and will be going to Bangkok. Imagine that, she is just 20, my Sun. I miss her. She will return next week, full of stories. When she comes home, we shall have a dinner. Barbeque. Steak, chicken and fresh salad. Then we will plan our family work days.
You know, my Dad was a Merchant Marine and he lived in Hawaii for years. Before that he lived in San Francisco, and so did I. We would go to Chinatown to his friends apartments where the extended family occupied the whole building. I just remember how delicious the food was. When we at at their house they cooked the best steaks in the world, with fried rice!!! When we went to restaurants, we would be at long banquet tables with delicacies and all kinds of liquor. I was too young to drink. But I wanted to. I love ceremony.
I remember you writing of this Copa. When hubs and I were just starting out, we had a little apartment in a three story walk up. The building was occupied by mostly one Hawaiian family. They would have big parties, and gatherings.
There was a transgender Kumu Hula living there. One year, she put together a Christmas show, and had everyone decorate the building. She had secret rehearsals for the kids in the building and they sang Christmas songs and danced.
It was beautiful.
One day, she shared with me photos of her days in the 60's as a drag Queen. Polynesian Queens with manly features, prominent eyebrow bones and broad noses, made up into glorious beings with sky high beehive hairdo's gazed at me from the pages of her album. They looked like such a fun, dramatic, theatrical, raucous group.
There is no one that compares to Polynesian "mahu"
Here is an article that explains
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2015/04/28/hawaiian-culture-transgender_n_7158130.html
Here is Kumu Hina, a celebrated mahu and kumu,who had a battle within as a young child.
I am rambling all over the place. Huh.
How did I get onto this subject?
Maybe it is a part of the battle within that we face, sisters.
I believe he will be. Tell him we have all decided he needs to stay off work and that you will look into the retirement options.
Yes, Copa, thank you. He is in pain as well, he has arthritis in his knees, the doctor says he needs knee replacement surgery, perhaps this, too, is a way.....I truly appreciate your suggestions. I think I will seek out friends who have retired on disability here, too. They must have some insight.
He deserves to live fully and not work himself into the ground. Literally.
I wholeheartedly agree.
I teased him last night. He has returned for a visit, the man I once knew, who was soft spoken, relaxed and somewhat conversational.
Perhaps after this experience, he will become more unto himself, as we are trying here.
huh.
mahalo nui loa Copa and Cedar
leafy