Things that made me smile and go, “hey!”:
Rainbow cookie… With SPRINKLES! Go Fillmore Street Bakeshop
Weird that Putin put this up on his site less than an hour of the plane going down. It’s one thing to say they discussed it but to say that he informed Obama of the crash? Maybe I’m reading too much into it. This is so awful for all the passengers caught in the crossfire and their families. Wars are never contained and the people that get hurt the most are the ones that aren’t fighting. No man is an island…
Chinese Yuppie Hippie Earth Mama- there are a lot of conflicting facets of who we are, what we believe in and where we come from. On the one hand I’m really really into bargains (Chinese) but I like nice things (yuppie and a little Chinese). I care very much about what happens in the world and after reading an article about why buying fair trade chocolate is so important ( earth mama/hippie) I realized that it’s not just enough to stay away from chocolate products that have palm oil.
In any case here is my shopping trip to Bi-Rite today: nectarines, wild salmon, grass fed tri tip, organic Roma tomatoes, carrots, golden beets and spring mix, Worcester sauce and a fair trade TCHO chocolate bar. The bar was 15% of my total which includes dinner for two days.
We will be rationing this bar for Pudge over the next week!
Imagine I would have gotten out of the store for $38 with the most beautiful luminescent salmon steak and nice solid cut of tri tip plus colorful fresh crisp produce. That’s a deal.
The chocolate added $7. Just goes to show that the cost of chocolate is getting higher and to purchase quality and responsibly is expensive.
by Pia Furkan, WAND Washington, DC Intern
When I wake up at 3 am and look outside to see that everything is still and silent, it almost feels as if I am the only one up. Then I realize that many Muslim households are awake and putting food on the stove while trying to drag other family members out of bed to have a meal before the sun rises and fasting begins. Even though this is my first Ramadan without my family, knowing that there are billions of other Muslims joining me on my endeavor every day gives me the strength to turn on my lights and head into the kitchen to prepare a large meal. In Bangladesh, mosques broadcast recordings of Imaams to wake up the entire village. The hour before Iftar, when it is time to break our fast, is filled with motion. Mothers and daughters are making vegetable fritters and cooking rice. Cousins and neighbors bring food to each other’s homes. This is solidarity among a community of Muslims.
One of the purposes of Ramadan is for those of us who have food security to understand the struggles of those who do not. When I am functioning for 16 hours without food or water, all I think about is how privileged I am, because my hunger is only temporary. Ramadan is the month to stand in solidarity with marginalized groups, usually the poor. This month, I am also standing in solidarity with the Iraqi women whose rights are being violated and bodies are being abused.