


I didn't know what to write on my "letter home" assignment. It was too close to home. The one that I hated and wanted to escape since as far back as I can remember. What ever gave me that impression?
Reasons for not wanting to talk about holocaust or cancer:
It is difficult to look in this mirror.
My body is a living archive carrying the holocaust's memory.
Reasons for not wanting to talk about holocaust or cancer:
It is difficult to look in this mirror.
My body is a living archive carrying the holocaust's memory.
I, as twin grand daughter of to a half twin-set, with many twin mutations in my family of identical and non-identical pairs, claim that the twin lineage goes all the way from the story of Lena Scheinberg, my grandfather sister on my mother's side which would make her my great ant, who was raped by NAZI German soldiers under the direction of Dr. Josef Mengele and was impragnated with twins -only to later on be releaved of them in ways further torturous ways.
It continues when then crazy old Lena moves to America and marries Martin.
They never have kids, and years later after she dies Martin remarries a young Asian chick.
My parents encounter them on a plain and wonder about loss of possible inheritance.
Money was a subject to talk about and also shitting. But sex, abortion and kissing and tattoos were all discussed as one same thing - other people do it and enjoy it maybe - but not us.
Granma who got widowed relatively young always read those romance novels, and my mother never touched me; as if we had six hundreds layers of cotton wool between us or otherwise those educational spanks I remember too well. Mom and her mother are also dead now, because of cancer and also because of not talking about cancer or their bodies or sex.
Had I known then what I know now, that my DNA was contaminated - oh maybe I could have prevented getting sick at the age of 27 ? Maybe I would not pick up smoking, or excersiced more? Would have and if are our worst living enemies. My Shiatsu teacher would say: "Problem solution same thing" and "seek resonance". I enterpert: "seek compassion through identification, forgive and release".
Actually, Japanese and Jewish cultures are not too far apart when it comes to body image but also and especially when it comes to healing through whole foods (and I do not mean Whole Paycheck). Food serves as nourishment to the soul and specific foods can pertain to particular conditions.
Anyways, here are some recipes from grandma's kitchen, if she ever made it to Japan that is.
A perfect companion to fall, a harvest chicken mushroom noodle soup to warm you up and keep you healthy.
Chicken Noodle a'la Breast Cancer
1 Chicken, thighs and bones whole. Try and get a fresh one from your butcher, or a non-antibiotic free range bird.
1 summer squash, sliced and pealed.
6 carrots, sliced and pealed.
3 fennels, squared (twice halved).
3 onions, squared.
1 pack shitake mushroom, fresh, sliced.
3 shitake mushroom, dry and soaked, sliced.
1\2 pack fresh frozen peas
1 garlic (as desired)
1 small red pepper
herbs:
thyme
kombu
basil
spring onion
salt and pepper to taste
garnish with fresh baby spinach leaves
Udon/ Noodles (soak in boiling water according to instructions))
Preparation:
Boil Poultry, when boils decap with ladel all of the grubby froth until clear. Dump in all of your veg cut according to list and bring to second boil. Season to taste and serve over large bowl of noodles with chopsticks and spoon. Garnish with fresh leaves to wilt.
(note: i'm still writing this. let me know what you think)
It continues when then crazy old Lena moves to America and marries Martin.
They never have kids, and years later after she dies Martin remarries a young Asian chick.
My parents encounter them on a plain and wonder about loss of possible inheritance.
Money was a subject to talk about and also shitting. But sex, abortion and kissing and tattoos were all discussed as one same thing - other people do it and enjoy it maybe - but not us.
Granma who got widowed relatively young always read those romance novels, and my mother never touched me; as if we had six hundreds layers of cotton wool between us or otherwise those educational spanks I remember too well. Mom and her mother are also dead now, because of cancer and also because of not talking about cancer or their bodies or sex.
Had I known then what I know now, that my DNA was contaminated - oh maybe I could have prevented getting sick at the age of 27 ? Maybe I would not pick up smoking, or excersiced more? Would have and if are our worst living enemies. My Shiatsu teacher would say: "Problem solution same thing" and "seek resonance". I enterpert: "seek compassion through identification, forgive and release".
Actually, Japanese and Jewish cultures are not too far apart when it comes to body image but also and especially when it comes to healing through whole foods (and I do not mean Whole Paycheck). Food serves as nourishment to the soul and specific foods can pertain to particular conditions.
Anyways, here are some recipes from grandma's kitchen, if she ever made it to Japan that is.
A perfect companion to fall, a harvest chicken mushroom noodle soup to warm you up and keep you healthy.
Chicken Noodle a'la Breast Cancer
1 Chicken, thighs and bones whole. Try and get a fresh one from your butcher, or a non-antibiotic free range bird.
1 summer squash, sliced and pealed.
6 carrots, sliced and pealed.
3 fennels, squared (twice halved).
3 onions, squared.
1 pack shitake mushroom, fresh, sliced.
3 shitake mushroom, dry and soaked, sliced.
1\2 pack fresh frozen peas
1 garlic (as desired)
1 small red pepper
herbs:
thyme
kombu
basil
spring onion
salt and pepper to taste
garnish with fresh baby spinach leaves
Udon/ Noodles (soak in boiling water according to instructions))
Preparation:
Boil Poultry, when boils decap with ladel all of the grubby froth until clear. Dump in all of your veg cut according to list and bring to second boil. Season to taste and serve over large bowl of noodles with chopsticks and spoon. Garnish with fresh leaves to wilt.
(note: i'm still writing this. let me know what you think)