When I was growing up, there was still a whole lot of talk and comparisons of the feminine form and femininity in general, to the flower. Girls were “precious flowers” going into puberty was “blooming” and becoming a woman past adolescence was “blossoming”.
In my husband’s family’s culture, women are frequently compared to fruit. Girls are sweet as peach blossoms, and delicate as a cherry. Young women are like the sweet lychee, now protected by a peel/rind of wisdom, and older women are the full peach; soft, tender, and sweet.
I am fairly certain when I first got my period, I felt more like I was being stabbed in the lady basket, and hemorrhaging violently, than “blooming”. I also don’t remember feeling as pretty as a peach blossom. I felt like the awkward young duckling who was more likely to turn into a chubby pigeon than a graceful swan.
Yesterday, at the gym, in my kickboxing class, my sparring partner made the mistake of telling me “you are strong for a woman.”
Strong for a woman? Really? Men still say this shit? I may never have the upper body strength of some men, but I have been pregnant, given birth without drugs, came back from a relationship in my late teens/early 20s where my boyfriend thought my face was a speed bag, gone to college, grad school, ran more miles in one stretch than some people run in their entire lives, auditioned in front of some of the scariest directors in show business and GOT THE GIG, changed my own tire, paid my own bills, and just kicked YOUR ass. I’m strong for a girl? NO, you asscandle, I’m just STRONG.
Do you know something else about women? We might not be able to be stronger than you can, but that drives us to fight smarter. When you’re going for our face, we’re going for the low-blow, and we’re going to connect. In the ring, in fights, in life.
It makes me proud of the STRONG women I associate with, and the STRONG men that stand beside us.
I only hope I can pass this knowledge onto my son. Seeing as how he’s growing up with parents who are equally strong in different areas, I think he’s got a good start.
Now for the food. Rant over.
Do you know what not to do? Don’t take pictures of soup at 8 am. Because, when you are half finished, your son will come out, think it’s breakfast when you’re putting new batteries in your camera, and dig in. I took far fewer pictures this morning. On the bright side, my son started his day with a crap ton of veggies and protein. I also got a big smile and a
“MOMMA, I GET SPICY SOUP FOR BREAKFAST???? OH, THANK YOU!!”-totally worth my crashed photo shoot.
I had a LOT of leftover stock and pulled chicken from my matzoh ball soup, and I was plum outta balls. What I did have was a lot of other ingredients that I could throw into the soup to make it new, different, even MORE healthy, and delicious. I made Healthy Tortilla Soup.
Healthy Tortilla Soup
Prep Time: 20 minutes
Keywords: soup/stew entree gluten-free
Ingredients (serves 8-10)
- 40 oz boxed or homemade chicken stock
- the meat of one chicken (can be rotisserie)
- 1, 15.5 oz can of black beans
- 1.5 cups corn kernels (I used fire roasted)
- 15 oz chopped tomatoes with the juice
- 2 cups sliced carrots
- 1 onion, diced
- 1 poblano pepper, diced
- 5 cloves of garlic, chopped
- 2 tbsp extra virgin olive oil
- 1 tbsp dried oregano
- 1 tbsp paprika
- 1 tsp cayenne pepper
- 1 tbsp cumin
- juice of half of a lime
- salt and pepper
- tortilla strips (I made mine by spraying strips of tortilla with olive oil and baking until crisp)
- mozzarella or monterey jack shredded cheese
- sour cream
chop the chicken or pull the chicken into bite sized pieces.
heat a evoo on medium-high in a large stock pot
saute the carrots, garlic, pepper, and onion until just tender
add in the stock, tomatoes, spices, lime juice, chicken, salt and pepper and bring to a boil.
after it is boiling add the beans and corn to the pot. Alternatively, you could do all of this in a crock pot.
serve with tortilla strips, cheese, sour cream, cilantro, and lime wedges.