Gathering Dinner
Wandering in from the garden, one hand holds snips and the other a heavily-laden pouch — the bottom of my tee shirt gathered up and around.
Garden bounty. I’d forgotten once again the old wooden harvest bowl, passed down from a line of great grandmothers to my grandmother, my mother to me.
The large, formerly circular now oval bowl as harvest vessel is a newish tradition, if only I could remember it before heading outside; its former use as bread dough-making vessel long since retired after an overnight in watery sink and resulting jagged crack.
Re-inventing family ritual has been my own tradition for decades.
Stories stretch way back in my clan, this bowl was hand-turned by a carpenter ancestor in upstate New York, supposedly in earliest 1800s. The carpenter was named David, the first recipient of the bowl, his wife, Sarah. I’ve dutifully passed along the tale, now to my kids, maybe one day to grandkids.
When noticing the long crack in its side, a twinge of guilt I wasn’t the most careful steward in my family’s female line, not of this bowl, at least.
My shirt-pouch contains four Cherokee Purple heirloom and sixty or so orange Sungold cherry tomatoes. There are forty-three long, stout green beans, but only two of the purple variety today, each looking rather spindly, dwarfed on the pile of green.
Secondary colors in vegetable form spill onto the kitchen counter — a smile plays. Combinations are imagined for this evening’s meal.
Mood lightens.
Forehead smooths.
Dry curries are a favorite this summer, amateur hodgepodges, really, I don’t use a recipe and am not even sure at which point to add some of the spices used, to bring out best flavor. Dishes manage to taste pretty good, usually, so again tonight, sauteed veg and curry it is.
A little coconut oil begins to warm in the pan, the scent wafts into the room.
Shoulders relax.
Tofu cubes are browned and spiced. The green and purple beans chopped. red peppers. pizza slice zucchini wedges, as one son called them years ago.
Add to the pan and toss.
Inhale aroma,
exhale the day.

