“To Zowa Sho” means “Come eat!” in Dzongkha the official language of Bhutan. This simple invitation encapsulates what this blog hopes to do because it implies that you are not eating alone, that eating is an inherently communal act.
Sunday, June 16, 2013
Reading Notes: Portraits of grandmothers and their signature dish.
So, the blog Jezebel had a lovely post recently about a photography book focused on grandmothers from 58 different countries posing with their signature home cooked meal. The book was put together by photographer Gabriele Galimberti, the man behind the riveting photo essay of children around the world posing with their most prized possessions. Apparently he was inspired by his own grandmother's ravioli.
Scrolling through a more complete sample of his photos I am struck by how few of the dishes are familiar to me ( I admittedly plan to stay unfamiliar with the Caterpillar in tomato sauce!) However what is perhaps most interesting to me is that glimpse these photos give into the kitchen where these women work their magic.
My Bhutanese grandmother died before we were born but my Swiss grandmother cooked many wonderful meals for us. Our least favorite was probably cow tongue, which was baked whole and looked very much like a cow tongue even as she sliced it up for us.
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