“Two years ago, a group of grandmothers occupied Cuadrilla’s fracking site in Lancashire. They gave out cake and talked to people passing by about the dangers of shale gas drilling. Inspired by what they did, we’re back at the same site. Follow our live blog and don’t forget to sign the petition!” Emma and Sophie Thompson
Thompson sisters, go, go, go! Thank you for putting yourselves out there, responding to the climate emergency!
(I love how the practice and popularity of baking has created great moments for activism and self-expression, hence the hashtag #politicakes (credit goes to my daughter). Please if you see cakes like this, let me know so we can add it to Pinterest here.)
And on the theme of fracking… this is my all time favourite creative response:
I’m pleased to be on the shortlist for a BOOM Award in the category of Best Food Blog.
Here’s the list!
[POSTDATE: Guess what, I made top 3!!!!!]
We’ll find out the results on 11th May. I’m more committed to writing about a wider social-cultural-political vision of food than what we think of as standard food blogging, though of course I am honoured to be recognised by the Soil Association because I admire so much of the work it does.
Organic as “lifestyle” might seem a choice of privilege or taste, but if you take a look at the range of issues encompassed in Soil Association campaigns, it’s clear that the dominance of chemical agriculture has critical, wide-ranging implications.
Some of their current campaigns: Read the rest of this entry »
AIRDROP AID TO SYRIA NOW.
IF WE CAN DROP BOMBS, WE CAN DROP BREAD.
Please sign and share this petition from the Syria Campaign. It cannot hurt to sign; maybe it can help.
Photo courtesy of Salsabeel Zeineddin
“Mummy, I have a wish,” said my son with a contrived sweetness.
“Yes, Darling, tell me.”
“That you make crepes for breakfast tomorrow.” It was a school night, and mornings for us are stressfully chaotic. Crepes are labour intensive.
“Ummmmm…. What would you want with them?” I asked conflicted in desiring to give him what he wanted but feeling selfish and irritated.
This seemed an odd coincidence as I’d just been reading a piece about Nutella Crepes in Gaza, called “Dreaming of Chocolate,” written by a young Palestinian food writer Salsabeel Zeineddin, Read the rest of this entry »