There’s a story in our family about how my older brother was sad and surprised when he got to elementary school that the school cafeteria didn’t serve khoresh sabzi, his favorite dish! And many years later, when daughter went to preschool with various types of Persian food lovingly prepared by my aunt, who was living with us at the time, the teacher told me not to send any more because my daughter “wouldn’t touch the stuff” (a message she delivered with a disgusted look on her face).
thank you for sharing, Candice <3 acknowledging the pain of your story while embracing the opportunities you've created to connect with others through food is really brave and open-hearted. loved reading this very much
There’s a story in our family about how my older brother was sad and surprised when he got to elementary school that the school cafeteria didn’t serve khoresh sabzi, his favorite dish! And many years later, when daughter went to preschool with various types of Persian food lovingly prepared by my aunt, who was living with us at the time, the teacher told me not to send any more because my daughter “wouldn’t touch the stuff” (a message she delivered with a disgusted look on her face).
Thank you for sharing, Julianne. That is so sweet about your brother. And I’m so sorry you and your daughter had to deal with that!
thank you for sharing, Candice <3 acknowledging the pain of your story while embracing the opportunities you've created to connect with others through food is really brave and open-hearted. loved reading this very much
Thank you so much for your kindness and support on this journey, Kyle... appreciate you <3